Jacob's POV

"Wanna stay over? It's really late." Michelle asked Taylor.

I looked at the clock.

11pm.

"Oh shit, yeah." I chuckled. "Guess we lost track of time."

"Must've." Taylor agreed. "Yeah, I'd love to stay. I'll just let my mom know."

She got up and went to the kitchen, dialling her mom's number.

"You did well, Jake." Brian chuckled. "She's gorgeous and really smart."

"Even if she got herself pregnant?" I asked, surprised by his words. I was expecting him to say she was dumb for getting herself knocked up at 16.

"Even so. Everyone makes mistakes. And she's only just found out. So she's free to make the decision to either keep the kid or have an abortion."

"Mom did it." I sniffed, feeling my emotions well up. "She had Carolyn. Yeah she may not have had her that long because of that twisted cun-bastard... But she made it through the pregnancy and she was prepared to be a mother."

"Thank you for changing your words." Michelle said, gravely.

I nodded, feeling shy.

A few moments later, Taylor came back in, she looked as though she'd been crying.

"What's wrong, Tay?" I asked, patting the couch next to me.

She sat down and leaned into me. I hugged her tightly.

"I told mom I'm pregnant. She told me I was a whore and that I shouldn't bother coming back." She chuckled humorlessly.

"Are you kidding me?! What sort of mother would do that?" Michelle gasped, moving over to Taylor and rubbing her arm, soothingly.

"My mother, obviously." Taylor sighed, sniffing away her tears.

I cradled her in my arms and kissed her head.

"You can stay here as long as you like." Brian said.

Michelle nodded her agreement.

"You guys don't have to do this for me." Taylor said, sitting up.

"We want to. You're a nice girl and we can't exactly leave you out on the streets, can we? Especially since you're pregnant." Brian said.

Taylor chuckled. "Don't remind me."

"Sorry." Brian replied, giving a little laugh.

"It's settled. You're staying here." Michelle smiled, hugging Taylor.

"Wanna go up to bed? It's been a stressful day and I'll bet you're exhausted." I chuckled, rubbing Taylor's arm.

She nodded, wiping under her eyes to avoid smudging her make up.

"I'll come up with you guys and sort you out some stuff." Michelle said, getting up as we did.

We went upstairs after giving hugs to Brian and telling him goodnight.

"Make up wipes are in the bathroom, I'm pretty sure we have a spare toothbrush somewhere, so I'll look for that and I'm sure Jake has something you can wear to bed." Michelle said.

"Thank you." Taylor smiled.

Michelle went to the bathroom to look for the spare toothbrush and I took Taylor to my room to find her something to wear to bed.

"Will a pair of boxers and a vest work for you?" I asked, nervously.

She chuckled. "That'll be fine thanks Jake."

I smiled and nodded, getting her a pair of black boxers and a black vest.

I handed them to her and she went to the bathroom.

In the meantime, I stripped down to my boxers and put on my Batman pajama pants on.

When Taylor came back, she looked cute as fuck in my clothes.

"This is awesome. I have my own toothbrush now." She giggled.

"You look gorgeous." I smiled, placing my hands on her hips.

She wrapped her arms round my neck and kissed my lips.

"I'm only wearing your boxers and shirt. It's not exactly evening wear." She chuckled, making me do the same.

"Still..."

We parted and got into my king sized bed.

I laid on my back and Taylor instantly curled into me.

"Goodnight beautiful." I whispered.

"Goodnight Jake."

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I woke up at some point during the night because I heard something.

I looked at the time on my phone.

3:47am.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes.

When I took my hands away from my face, I saw someone sat on the edge of the bed.

"Mom?" I gasped.

She turned her head and smiled at me.

"Hey Jake." She whispered.

"How- How are you here?" I asked.

"I never left." She replied.

I felt tears sting my eyes, threatening to pour.

"I don't know what to do mom." I sniffed. "Taylor's pregnant, I'm not even 16. I don't want to leave her. But if she keeps it, I'm not sure I can stay with her."

"I know you'll stay, Jacob. You stayed with Amelia. You could've just sent her with Andy. But no. You committed to her. And I know you will with this baby. Whether it's your's or not." My mom smiled, grabbing my hand.

"Do you think I could do it? Be some sort of father figure to this child? I'm still a child myself. Do you honestly think I could do that?" I asked.

She smiled again and nodded.

"I know you can." She said. "And you'll be amazing at it."

"Thanks mom. I love you." I smiled, bringing her hand up to my lips, where I kissed it.

"I love you too honey. So much." Mom sighed.

She touched my cheek before getting up and kissing my forehead.

She tucked me into bed and went to the window.

"I'll visit again, I promise." She whispered.

And then she left...

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I shot up, opening my eyes.

I panted for a few seconds before Taylor rolled over and looked at me, still half asleep.

"Baby, what's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing. Just a dream." I sighed, lying back down.

I hugged Taylor tightly and closed my eyes, slowly drifting off back to sleep.