I sit up and yawn. I slowly get out of bed and get in the shower. I change into a comfortable flannel and leggings. I quickly make a cup of coffee and head out to my car. I take a sip of my coffee and start my car. I start the journey to the Dahlberg house. I decide to text Adam to tell him I am going to be there soon.
Moments later I arrive and knock on their front door. "Hey, Y/n. Come in," Alesa says opening the door. I visit for a little bit then it's time to go home. "Here is his diaper bag. It has everything you'll need," Adam explains. I let them say goodbye to their baby then I head home.
I look in the rearview mirror and make faces at Mason. He smiles and laughs. My phone starts ringing and I put it on speaker. "Hey Y/n," I hear my boyfriend's voice. "Hey. What's up?" I ask. "Nothing much. I have the day off today and I was wondering if you wanted to hang out," Cory says. I smile, "I'm watching baby Mason for a couple of days while Alesa and Adam mourn. You can come over to my place and help me watch him if you want." "Sure. I'll see you soon," I hang up and get mason out my car. I grab the diaper bag and walk into my apartment.
I get some blankets and pillows and spread them across the floor. I the take Mason out of the car seat and sit him against a pillow. "Hey, Mason," I say messing with his hair. He smiles. I love babies. They are just so adorable.
Cory walks into my apartment with a smile. "What are you so happy about?" I ask. "Oh nothing. I just get to spend the day with my beautiful girlfriend," he says sitting down. I blush and get some of Mason's toys and set them next to them. He reaches to grab one.
I set Mason down and surround him in pillows. I had just gotten him to sleep. I sit next to Cory and sigh. I am exhausted. I yawn and rest my head on his shoulder. "You would make a great mother," I hear him mumble as he puts his arm around me. I cuddle into his side and fall asleep.
"Y/n, babe. Wake up," I here my boyfriend say tiredly. "I don't won't to," I say grumpily. I grab my phone and start scrolling through twitter. "No. No. No. No. No. No. No," I mutter. "What's wrong," Cory asks me. "Alan Rickman died," I can't hold the tears back anymore. Cory hugs me as I cry. Once I finished crying I get up to make some coffee. I swear I'm addicted to this stuff.
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Hey guys! I hope you liked the chapter!
Sorry It's a little short. I've been busy this week. Also sorry if the grammar sucks, I don't feel like looking over it.
R.I.P Alan Rickman (when my friends and I found out we cried)
I want to rant right now...
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