You're such a Gorgeous Nightmare ; Craig Mabbitt *CURRENTLY EDITING*

Chapter 23; Baby, Baby, Baby Shopping

A/N; I’m going to use some other bands songs for Kameron’s band. I’m not a song writer and I’m not going to pretend to be, if I tried to come up with an original song you guys would look at this story and immediately stop reading! LOL, so just bare with me! (: Love you guys!

*Kameron’s P.O.V.*

“Kameron!!! Aaron, Bryan, and Micheal are here!” Max shouted up the stairs. I sighed and rolled out of bed. I was wearing a pair of Craig’s sweatpants that I stole from him about a week ago, and a spaghetti strap tank top because it was one of my only shirts that didn’t drive me fucking crazy now. My hair was down in its natural wave and I had no make-up on at all. I had three months left. Three months and I’d gotten a whole lot bigger in the last few weeks, now it looked like there was a full blown basketball underneath my shirt.

My back hurt a lot more often now, the doctor hadn’t been lying. I was extremely uncomfortable, Craig and I had talked about the names again and we’d decided on the name Mason. We’d both fallen in love with it as soon as we heard it. We didn’t decide on a middle name yet, but it had been set in stone from the minute I found out I was pregnant that the baby’s last name would be Mabbitt. Christmas was a week away, and we’d spent the last few days putting up a Christmas tree, and the guys had been being all secretive about the things that they were doing. I on the other hand had gotten my Christmas gifts taken care of months in advance. I was a smart cookie, it saved me from having to go out and buy them now.

I walked out of my room and down the stairs slowly, it was hell going up and down the stairs, I absolutely hated it. I always felt like I was on a death trap that was just waiting for me to slip just once. I smiled at Aaron, Bryan, and Micheal as I reached the bottom of the stairs.

“I swear we just saw you last week, but you’ve gotten bigger haven’t you?” Bryan asked, I looked down at my stomach and frowned.

“Unfortunately yes, I have gotten bigger.” I said, resting my hands on the top of my stomach, since it was so big I could do that now.

“I keep telling you you’ll lose all that weight once Mason gets here, but you won’t listen to me.” Craig said sauntering down the stairs.

“Well I mean look at this.” I said pointing to my stomach. “I’m fucking huge; I look like a giant basketball with legs…” I huffed.

“You don’t look like a giant basketball with legs, you look like Kameron, a very pregnant Kameron, but you still look like you, and don’t say a fat version of you. You. Are. Not. Fat.” Craig said stopping to stand beside me.

I huffed and looked at Bryan, Aaron, and Micheal.

“You guys ready to write or what?” I asked, and they nodded. I motioned for them to follow me to the room we always used to write in. It was technically a guest bedroom but the guys turned it into a music room and it was full of instruments, and a small table that you could sit at to write or take a break whatever.

“So I had some new ideas…” I said grabbing the guitar that Craig had bought me for my birthday a few months back. I pulled a chair out from the table and sat the guitar in my lap while I waited for the guys to get themselves situated.

“Okay, shoot…” Aaron said sitting down in a chair that was diagonal from mine, Bryan was sitting directly in front of me, and Micheal was to my other side.

“Well, here are some lyrics I’ve been working on, and I started working on the music for it, well the guitar anyway and I thought it could go something like this…I wrote the chord progressions on the paper so you could see..” I said, and then started playing when they all nodded, I could tell they were listening intently as I played, trying to imagine the lyrics playing with the guitar. I played a small piece and then stopped.