Charlotte's POV -
I put the twins down for a nap in the afternoon and lingered in the nursery for longer than I had to, keeping my distance from Henry. Everything that Bianca had said outside was doing 360's around in my head. As I watched Jayden and Jordon sleep, I turned my head away from their cribs for a moment and took a deep breath. In my mind things were changing. I thought we were... I shut my eyes and chewed on my lower lip. I don't know what I thought. But it wasn't this. I left the nursery and went to the bedroom to take a shower, maybe clear my head up a little bit. Then I realized that Henry was in the shower.
"Fucking awesome."
I rolled my eyes, stuffing the clothes I had selected from my side of the closet under my arm. Knocking on the door, I kept all forms of emotion out of my throat.
"Yeah?"
"How long are you going to be in there?"
"I'm about to get out right now, chill."
I was perfectly chill, he didn't need to say that. I grabbed a towel and hoisted myself up onto the bed with my phone to wait on him. In the mean time, my screen lit up with a new message notification.
Jasp: Charlotte, help me pls!
Me: Why? Whats up?
Jasp: Bianca is acting crazy af and she's scaring our kids!!
Me: Wdym???
Jasp: She's saying stuff like "I'm gonna kill her!" Throwing shit, cussing, and everything Idk what to do!
I sighed, rubbing my hand across my forehead before replying. Henry emerged from the bathroom in his towel, he looked over at me, but I wasn't paying any attention to him.
Me: Just get outta there Jasper, she's in a funk because of her little fight with Henry. Take the kids to the park or something then maybe you and I can meet up to grab a bite to eat. Sound good?
Jasp: Perfect, see you later Char.
I put my phone face down on the comforter and stood up, grabbing my clothes.
"Charlotte,"
I whipped my eyes over into Henry's direction impatiently..
"What?"
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, why are you asking?"
Not like he really gives a fuck, but he'll tell me he does anyway.
"You look stressed, per usual. I- was... I was just wondering."
Henry doesn't make any moves to get dressed. He just leans against the bed in that beige towel knotted at his waist, studying me. I don't make any direct eye contact with him, not because it's awkward or flush raising but because I know it annoys him at times.
"It's your girlfriend. She's making my best friend's life a living hell right now, thanks to you."
I force a cryptic smile at him, preparing to head into the bathroom and dump this conversation before it gets ugly.
"Wait, I don't understand... How is that my fault?"
He replied, his eyebrows scrunching up slightly. Henry's confused face looked about the same as his judgmental face.
"Oh, did I say it was all your fault? That must have came out all wrong."
I shrugged halfheartedly.
"My bad."
Henry moved to stand in front of me, directly blocking my path to the bathroom like some kind of thuggish bouncer at a club.
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The parent project - Chenry
फैनफिक्शनThis was inspired heavily by The original Parent Project, I loved that book. You're gonna have to read to find out what happens in my version :)
