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The sound of Chloe crying woke me from a peaceful sleep. Patrick was lying awake next to me. He smiled when he saw I was awake and kissed my cheek before I got out of bed and took care of her.
Breastfeeding is a bitch. I sat on a rocking chair with the purple and green quilt over my boob and her while she happily ate. Once she was done I burped her and rocked her quietly. Her tiny hand gripped my finger and she looked up at me with those tearful blue-green eyes. I smiled at her and gently picked myself off the chair.
No use going back to sleep. She wasn't going to be sleeping for a while, so I might as well stay up.
"Chloe?" I cooed as she looked around the room. When I said her name she looked over at me and gave me a big toothless grin. I laughed and set her down on the floor. She was at the age where she couldn't do more than roll over so she wasn't on her back and crawl...somewhat.
She gargled a little and spit up. I couldn't help but smile. Some people might think babies spitting up was disgusting, I thought it was kind of cute.
After wiping up the mess I noticed her lightly rubbing her eyes and the dry skin on her face.
"No, don't scratch at that." I protested putting more baby lotion on her face. The doctor said it would go away in a while if I took care of it and prevented her from scratching it.
She wined a little and pulled away. While I was at it I changed her diaper. I sighed and pick her up off the changing table and grabbing her patchwork quilt and purple and green stuffed dog out of her crib.
We went back to our bedroom and I lied down holding Chloe. Patrick held her above his face and made baby noises and funny faces, making her laugh and reach for his beanie which he traded for a hat when he slept. Instead she pulled at his glasses, lifting them up to her mouth and giving that same toothless grin to him.
He laughed and settled her in between us where she would be safe and warm. I pulled in a soothing breath and looked over at him.
"I love you." I said quietly.
"I love you too." He said back grabbing my hand and lacing his long fingers with my short, thick fingers.
This was too perfect. I had almost everything I ever wanted, maybe more. Chloe sighed and I glanced down at her. We were an odd family, but with all of us it fit.
Pete peeked in the doorway and smirked.
"Well, isn't this cute?" He laughed and walked over to the bed. "May I join you?"
Patrick sighed and lifted his side of the blanket and Pete squeezed in beside him and spooned his side. I couldn't help but laugh; neither could Chloe who giggled at her Uncle Petey.
"Hmm, is Uncle Petey funny?" I asked her tickling her stomach; making her laugh, making us laugh.
This was perfect; like I said before I had everything I needed and wanted. I sighed and closed my eyes, having a baby and having to take care of her at all times of the night took it out of you pretty fast.
"So what are we doing today?" I asked picking Chloe up and sitting her on my stomach.
"It's pretty warm; why don't we go swimming?" Patrick said holding out his hand for her to grip tightly.
"That brings back memories." I sighed closing my eyes and thinking back on the time we went to a sex motel on the road. "Let's do it."
With that we all got up and woke everyone else up.
"LET'S GO!!!" Pete wined in Joe's and Sabrina's ears. They had started sleeping together shortly after Chloe was born and were now in full fledged fuck mode. "WE'RE GOING SWIMMING!!!"
"Gnnn?" Joe mumbled removing his arms from Sabrina's waist. I laughed and carried Chloe down the all to the nursery and changed her into a swim diaper and her little pink and black Clandestine bikini (courtesy of Uncle Petey) and tied her growing red brown hair into two thin pigtails.
Then got to work getting her diaper bag ready with almost twenty diapers, two changes of clothes, several bottles of breast milk that was painfully pumped and several bottles of baby food, and her stuffed bear-dog, patchwork quilt, and several binkies. She was set.
I sighed lifting her with one arm and lifted the heavy diaper Clandestine bag with the other. Sabrina was ready when I walked into the living room. I gave Chloe to her and turned back to getting ready myself. A quick shower and then slipped into a turquoise bikini. All the stretch marks had faded and I was left with my pale smooth skin. I cocked my head to one side as I stared at myself in the mirror. Still a little plump from Chloe, but ok.
Patrick came up behind me and kissed my neck.
"You're beautiful." He said his voice almost in a whisper.
"Thanks." I smiled and got the rest of my clothes on, a pair of heart breaker shorts, black flip flops, and a plain black tank top. I tied my hair back in a half-done ponytail and put on some simple make-up. Now I was ready.
I kissed Patrick gently and grabbed his hand as we walked out in the living room to wait with the others for Pete. Chloe reached for me when I sat down beside Sabrina. I picked her up and bounced her in my knee while I waited.
"What the fuck is taking so long?" Joe asked. I gave him a sharp glare and looked down at Chloe who seemed blissfully unaware of what he said.
"Shut up you ass hole, Chloe might learn something from you." Andy said almost angrily.
"You too, enough with the swearing party." I said finishing the subject.
Finally Pete came out and looked at all of us. We had been waiting for almost an hour.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" He asked impatiently putting his hand on his hip.
"You." I said getting up and scooping up the diaper bag. "Let's go, I'm not getting any younger."
We all got in the new van Joe got after they wrecked the other one. This one even had a newly installed car seat.
"Where are we going?" I asked playing with Chloe who squealed every few minutes when I gave her another toy to play with.
"Well, since no one knows that the lead singer of Fall Out Boy is a dad; why don't we just go to my house?" Pete said looking in the rear view mirror to see if anyone was following us.
"Yeah, and that would be all over the teenie magazines; Who is she? What did they have? And more importantly, is it really his?" I mused.
"That would probably be best, and my mom wants to see Chloe anyway."
"I got it, why don't we just have a party?" Joe suggested looking for our reaction.
"That sounds good, we could have Gym Class Heroes, The Hush Sound, and The Academy Is... over." Patrick smiled as he turned to look at Chloe who saw him and pointed and squealed.
"We can have burgers and hot dogs, and vegan burgers." I thought out loud again. "Or whatever your preferences are, Andy?"
"Vegan burgers sound great." He nodded.
"With music and drinks." Joe jumped happily in his seat.
"So it's settled, we're having a barbeque." Pete nodded and put his foot heavier in the gas pedal as we sped down the bypass.
We got to Pete's parents house twenty minutes later and immediately started unpacking the food we brought and started making food in the backyard.
"Where is she?" Mrs. Wentz said excitedly.
I held out Chloe who gave her a toothless smile and laughed. She took her and started dancing with her.
"Peter, why can't you find a nice girl to have babies with?" She asked setting Chloe in the clean cut grass.
"Ma when I find the right person we'll start squeezing out puppies, ok?" He gave her a witty retort and ran for the large above ground swimming pool.
Chloe pointed again at Pete and laughed.
"How is she, she's growing so much." Mrs. Wentz asked as Chloe crawled over to Patrick who picked her up.
"She great, just like me when I was a baby." I smiled. "Cries when she's hungry, tired, or needs changed."
The smell of cooking burgers filled the air as time passed. After we got there, Panic!, The Academy Is..., and Gym Class Heroes showed up and either started swimming, getting drinks, or swarming around Chloe.
With about twenty people in the swimming pool I decided to join them. Mrs. Wentz was happy to watch her while I swam. I ran up to the pool and gently dipped my feet in. Little did I know Patrick and Pete were behind me. They screamed and pushed me into the pool. I came up sputtering and gasping for breath while the rest of them laughed their asses off.
"Very funny." I said sarcastically swimming to the edge and splashing water on them.
"Couldn't help it, it was too perfect." Pete laughed.
Then an idea hatched in my head. I swam up to Patrick and looked up at him, gave my flirtiest smile and made him lean closer. I quickly grabbed his shirt and pulled him into the water. The entire yard was full of laughter and happiness, sadly a crazed fan had to ruin it.
"Hey, it's Fall Out Boy!" A girl screamed and lots of people came out of their houses to look. I got out of the pool and grabbed Chloe and ran in the house.
I sat down on a chair in the kitchen and waited for some of the noise to die down. Pete's brother, Andrew, came out of the bathroom and jumped when he saw me.
"Jesus, Alex, you scared me." He looked around. "Why are you sitting in here?"
"I can't let people see Chloe." I stated calmly. " Otherwise people will think its Pete's, or Joe's, or Andy's."
"Or they could get it right and say its Patrick's."
I nodded and he looked out the sliding glass door. "Looks like some of the people are gone."
I looked out and sighed in relief. A lot of the unwanted people were gone. I got up and picked up Chloe who playing with Pandora while Marley barked in the background.
I got outside and looked at Patrick who gave me a smile and kissed me and Chloe.
"They're gone." He assured me taking Chloe and setting her in the grass again. "Pete took care of them."
I nodded and yawned, this was almost tiring.
It was getting dark and a lot of people were getting out of the pool and sitting around the bonfire, roasting marshmallows and hot dogs.
I sat Chloe in my lap and gave her a bottle to drink. Casual talk filled the air form someone's grandmother's constipation to whether or not they should use strippers in their new music video. I closed my eyes and rested back against Patrick's legs. He played with my hair and hummed a little.
"Why don't we play some music?" Ryan called out over the mingling.
"Sure." Pete said looking around. "Who wants to do the honors?"
"I vote Patrick!" Travis called out.
"Me too." Beckett said calmly.
"Yeah." A lot of others said at the same time.
"Ok, Patrick, you're playing." Pete said handing him his red guitar.
He strummed the cords some and looked up. "Requests?"
"Play one of your new ones." Ryan called out.
Patrick nodded and slowly started strumming the guitar. The night was filled with dancing, singing, and some drinking.
"Please stay tonight." Mrs. Wentz pleaded holding a very tired looking Chloe.
"Well." I glanced back at Pete who nodded. "Ok, I guess we could stay."
"Oh good. You can stay in the guest room." She smiled and whisked Chloe away to be changed and put to bed.
I went into the guest room and flopped down on the queen sized bed. Patrick came in, kissed me goodnight and went to sleep. I stayed awake a little while longer thinking about things that didn't matter. Why was I afraid of their fans? Why should I be? Did I really have to be?
Sometimes things are left unanswered. I sighed and closed my eyes. I might as well get some sleep. I snuggled closer to Patrick and breathed in his scent. That was all I needed to slip into a peaceful sleep.