The Bad Boy's Reputation

Two completely opposite people; Natalia Grey the school nerd, teacher's pet. She's a big sister and role model. She believes in love at first sight. She wants the fairytale love, the one where you find your prince and live happily ever after.

Jason Summers the school bad boy, player and football player. He does what he wants, when he wants. It's his way or no way. He's the type of guy who doesn't date, doesn't believe in love nor wants it.

Talia only sees one side of Jason and that's his bad boy side; the jerk. Jason only sees one side of Talia and that's her nerdy side; geeky glasses and pulled back hair.

What happens when these two completely opposite teens are forced to see each and talk to each other every single day? What happens when the two teenagers realize there's more to the story than meets the eye? Will their opinions change? Find out in The Bad Boy's Reputation.

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75. Chapter Seventy Five

Natalia's POV

"Happy Valentine's Day." Jason smiled, as I walked into the kitchen.

"Why, thank you my valentine." I smiled, kissing him quickly. I looked around the kitchen in horror. "What um, what's going on?"

"Macey and I made breakfast."

"Chocolate chip pancakes. You're favorite." Macey smiled, showing me the plate.

"Why, thank you." I smiled, sitting at the island.

"Natty, this is for you." She said, handing me a teddy bear.

"Mace, thank you." I smiled, taking the bear.

"And this is for you." Jason smiled, handing me the bouquet of red roses and a box of chocolates. "Jason, thank you." I smiled, smelling the flowers. I took the small card off the top and opened it up.

'Roses are red, violets are blue, I love you, and I hope you do too'

I laughed and nodded. "I love you too."

"Good, phew, because if not, we were gonna have some problems." He replied. I smiled, and put my arms around his neck.

"So, listen, you're due date is coming up in two weeks, and I was wondering if you wanted to put a bag or something so we're ready."

"Yeah, you can get it together." He nodded.

"Just think, when we get out of college... Thomas will be four years old."

"Crazy."

"And just think... Another you will be running around."

"It's better than having another you. Oh wait, he have a Macey."

"Hey now, don't be mean." I smiled. He stuck his tongue out. "Two can play at this game, summers."

"Oh yeah? Bring it on, grey." He replied, throwing his arms out.

"We're going out to dinner tonight, just me and you. Dress... Fancy." He smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

"But I thought we were gonna stay in and eat Chinese food and watch sappy movies?"

"Well, I changed my mind. We have reservations at six." January was a very crazy month, especially for poor Jason. I feel bad for him, because now his grandmother is sick and in the hospital. Grandma Sums, is what everyone calls her. She's truly a magnificent woman, and she loves her grandchildren and even Bria, Addison and Adelaide, she loves them all. Even me.

My last doctors appointment, last week, was unsuccessful. Turns out, I lost about twelve pounds since the last visit in November. My doctor wasn't happy, but it was only twelve pounds. He didn't take it, and he put me back on the medication. Jason wasn't happy, neither was I, but it's just my body, I can't control it at times.

After the whole New Year's Eve thing, I moved back in with Jason. I actually moved back in about a week ago, and it honestly feels great to be back. It's crazy that I only lived here for a couple months, and my parents house already feels foreign.

I haven't really spoken to Uncle Cile since Christmas, and as terrible as it is... I don't mind it. Yeah, he was there for me when I needed it most, but I'm not that small weak little girl anymore that needs her uncle by her side with every beck and call. I can handle myself now, and even if I didn't, I couldn't depend on him.

My mom is super excited for my birthday... Because that means the restraining order against uncle Cile is done, and he doesn't have to pretend he's not hurting because he can't hug me or anything like that.

Personally, I'm nervous for me to turn eighteen. Mostly because who knows what's going to happen. My life is going to change. I'll be an adult, a legal adult, living on her own, with a child. I would never imagine myself in this predicament last year, I would laugh right in your face.

"Natty?" Macey asked, walking into the bedroom.

"What's up?"

"I wanted to give you this." She smiled, handing me a spaghetti necklace.

"Thank you, Mace. It's so pretty." I smiled, putting it over my head.

"It's too big on you. I knew I should've made it smaller." She said, putting her head down.

"No, baby, it's perfect. And you know, I love my jewelry big, because then I get to grow into it and have some fun with it." The thing with Macey is, she's very persistent on how things should go. If a bracelet is supposed to fit around your wrist perfect, it had to fit around perfectly. Couldn't be bigger, and couldn't be smaller. You could call her a perfectionist, if you must, but it's kind of adorable.

"You like it?" She asked.

"I love it." I replied. She hugged me tightly and smiled. "It took me hours to make, Natty. Mrs. Jenkins said it looked really nice, and she liked how I painted the noodles your favorite color."

"I love it too."

"Okay, I'm gonna do help Jase with his bag." She said, climbing off the bed.

"Okay, you help him, and be good." She nodded and skipped out the door, he blonde hair swinging behind her. Macey has been in this frenzy about her hair being braided. Everyday, she comes into the bedroom looking for me to do her hair. Jason can do hair sometimes, but she claims he can't braid like I do. She's also been having this weird obsession with my makeup. Preferably, my red lipstick and my mascara. She says Dana at school wears her mom's makeup. Parenting skills these days are crazy. If I wore my mothers makeup when I was five, I would've gotten smacked across the face for going into my mothers personal drawers. But lucky for Macey, I am not like that. I let her wear a small amount of Chapstick. She falls for the Chapstick because I tell her it's a shimmery lipstick that all the princesses wear. Of course, she falls for it. So I get a happy Macey, and a healthy lipped Macey too.

Since its Valentine's Day, February fourteenth, there's two weeks left of my this pregnancy, and I couldn't be happier. Not that this amazing experience is bad, but I missed a lot of school, that I thankfully don't have to make up. Thanks for Jason bringing home my homework everyday. And thanks to the hardy doctors note.

I haven't spoken to Amber since the whole fight thing at my parent's house back in January. She was the reason Jason and I had broken up up that time, giving him drugs like she did, when she knew he shouldn't have done that. And then taking her clothes off in front of him, that was the topping on the cake. I think the hardest part of that whole night was seeing Amber sitting on Jason's lap, in just her undergarments. I felt bad for Jackson too... He just told her he loved her. What she did was wrong and out of line, but I know she's going through a tough time right now, and the least I could do is call her. And that's what I did.

The night I moved back in with Jason, I called Amber. She told me her and Jackson aren't back together. She said she broke his trust, and that's what he needs most to have a successful relationship. I felt bad for her. Jackson was the one person she actually liked, loved. But it was her fault for breaking up. I told her it wouldn't have been a big deal, if we didn't find her straddling Jason. As for Amber and I... We're kind of okay now. I still don't like what she did, but she's my best friend and she's my sister. You can only stay mad at your sister for so long, right?

I searched through my closet for a dress, any dress, but none came into view. Ambers clothes don't fit me and neither do Adelaide's. I put my hands on my hips and looked around the room.

"Jase, can I use your card?" I asked.

"For?"

"I need a dress, and I need one now."

"Alright, here." He sighed, taking his wallet out. The blue City Bank card came into view, as he held it out for me. "Nothing too expensive."

"I would never do that, babe." I replied, offended.

"Sure you won't. Go get a dress." He said, shooing me out the door.

"Have fun watching Jungle Book."

"We will!" Jason exclaimed, putting his arm around Macey's waist.

"I've been replaced by a five year old."

"Good afternoon, is there anything you're looking for today?" A woman asked, holding a big smile on her face.

"I'm just looking for now, thank you."

"Just letting you know, we are giving a Valentine's Day discount, which is twenty percent off on any dress in the store."

"Awesome, thank you." It's very rare for me to be in a dress store, especially in Doris Fashions. I can count on one hand the amount of times I either came in here or bought something from this place. It's not because the dresses are expensive, they're just very fancy and elegant.

I searched through the racks, trying to find one dress, just one. Everything seemed too small or too big. This amazing blue dress.... Too small, I couldn't fit it over my stomach. An amazing pink dress... Too big, it fell down my chest.

"Try this one." A lady smiled, holding up a red short dress.

"Thank you." The dress was absolutely beautiful, red with rhinestones. It seemed plain, but it was perfect.

"Ms, I'm sorry to rush you, but we close at three, and it's two fifty." One of the consultants informed.

"Oh, right, I'm sorry." I said, zipping the dress down. I stepped out of the dress, put my leggings and sweater back on, before pulling my boots up my ankles. The thing about stores like this is they close early. This nice shop in Brooklyn may seem nice, but it's in the worst part of town. Gangs, gunmen, molesters, and robbers are all pretty much found in this town.

"This dress is beautiful, you're a lucky girl to have it." The lady smiled, ringing the dress up.

"Yes, well, my boyfriend said to choose something that I love, and I did."

"Nice boyfriend." I nodded. "Alright, you're total will be two twenty five sixty seven." I slid the card through the machine and typed in Jason's PIN number. "Alright, have a wonderful evening, and happy Valentine's Day." She smiled, folding the dress up, and putting it in the box.

"You too, thank you."

I pressed the phone button on the steering wheel, and listened as it told me the instructions. "Call Jase."

"Calling Jase at home." The car spoke, before the ringing erupted the car.

"Hey, where are you? You've been gone for almost two hours." Jason asked.

"I was dress shopping. It took me so long to actually find a dress. Everything was either too big or too small, but I finally found one, so now I'm coming home."

"Okay, the restaurant is in Manhattan, so there may be traffic. Do you think you'll be ready by four thirty?"

"Jase, have you met me? I straighten my hair, throw on some mascara and I'm ready."

"Alright, just making sure.... You're not the easiest person when getting ready."

"I gotta go, I'll see you in ten." Tonight will hopefully be magical. This is the first year I have someone to celebrate Valentine's Day with, and I want it to be amazing. Jason is great with making occasions worth wild.

For our one year anniversary last month, he took me to all the places we went to when we first started dating. Even the reception hall where Adelaide got married. The park where I ran off to. The cemetery, the hospital. The firehouse where he had my birthday party. The beach. And then, he topped it off with a candle lit dinner under the stars in Brooklyn Park. We got there just in time to see the sunset, and even though it was freezing, it was so worth it.

I ran up the stairs once I got to the house, and my mind didn't even process the fact that I was actually walking into the house, since I was thinking about our one year anniversary. It's crazy that one year ago, Jason and I started dating. It's crazy.

I checked my phone, seeing an Instagram notification.

@Summers11 tagged you in a photo

Happy Valentine's Day to my crazy, amazing, supportive girlfriend. Tonight is going to be so special because it's not only for Valentine's Day, it's so celebrate our final nights as normal teenagers. Happy Valentine's Day baby. And happy Valentine's Day to Macey too.

I smiled, and went through his Instagram photos. The one photo of us popped into my view, as I clicked on the photo.

Summers11: I can't believe it's been one year since I met this crazy, beautiful, amazing, nerdy and loving woman. We've been through so much, baby, and it almost feels like we've been dating for more than a year. You've made an imprint on my heart, one that screams your name. I want to be with you forever, because you fit me.... And not in just one way. Today is our day, our one year anniversary, and if it wasn't for @hardyHarHarHarrion, this wouldn't be written. I love you baby @Grey11

Once I put my phone down, I pulled my dress over my head and slid it down my body, shimming a little. Reaching behind my back, I pulled the zipper up, and let my arms fall to my sides.

"Babe, you ready?" Jason asked. I took a deep breath before walking out of the bedroom door. Jason stood at the bottom of the stairs with a suit and tie on, and his hair spiked up in the front with a single rose in his hand and a box in the other.

"You know, you have to stop buying me jewelry. I think I have more bracelets now than I ever had before." I smiled, as I joined him downstairs.

"Well, I only get you the things you say you like in the stores. But this one is different."

"Let me guess... I already have a bracelet.... I have a ring... I have a necklace. Is it a headband?"

"No." He chuckled, putting my jacket over my shoulders.

"Good because I don't wear headbands."

After driving for a little bit, and the traffic was horrific. We got to restaurant at exactly six o clock. "Good thing you made reservations." I whispered, as we passed the couples in their fancy dresses and suits waiting in the front door area. The snow outside was too overpowering to stand outside, and the bitterness would freeze you to death.

Jason pulled my chair out for me, once we got to the table. "Why, thank you kind sir."

"My pleasure, ma'am."

"Ma'am? Making me feel old, Summers?"

He smiled, and nodded. "Maybe."

"You're birthday is coming up."

"In April." I replied.

"So? It's coming up... What do you wanna do for it?"

"Well, I just want to stay in bed with you, and spend time with the baby, you know? I don't wanna do anything drastic." He nodded, and picked on the bread.

"I must say, this place is really good, Jase. Good job, and you're a pure gentleman tonight."

"Anything for my baby mamma."

"Do you have enough money for this place?" I asked, looking around.

"I don't need to."

"Whys that?"

"My uncle Steve owns the place." He replied.

My eyes widened, "really?" He nodded.

"Is it just me, or do you have connections everywhere?"

"None, it just so happens I take you to places my family knows."

"I don't know if I should be offended that you took me to the place your uncle owns, so you get basically the meal for free, or relieved that you don't have to pay so much money."

He smiled, "You look beautiful tonight." Jason said, running his thumb over my knuckles.

"Thank you, even though I feel like I'm going to burst any second." He chuckled before bringing my hand up to his lips and kissing it.

"What a gentleman." I laughed, stabbing the lettuce with my girl. He grinned before cutting his steak.

"Why did you become such a sap?" I teased.

He looked up at me, with his 'really' look. "I don't know. I think it was because of this girl that I'm dating. And you know, she changed me, and she's amazing in bed." I dropped my jaw and smacked his hand.

"How is everything over here?" Our waiter, Stefan, asked.

"Amazing, thank you." I replied.

"Awesome, I have a desert menu, incase you want it. Take your time."

"Thank you."

"I'm so full." I whispered, leaning my head on my hand.

"Then we'll just get the check."

"But I want desert."

"Then we'll get desert." My face contorted, as a kick came through. "You okay?" Jason asked, looking at me.

I nodded and smiled. "I'm fine. Just a little kick." He looked at me, before looking back down to the desert menu. Once I reached four months into the pregnancy, I signed up for a birthing class, which was requested for us to do by Amber's mom. She said it would be the best to do since we are new parents, and it'll be good to know what's going on. Jason and I both know what happens when the baby is coming, the whole, 'my water broke' and the rushing to the hospital, and the family calls. The whole thing is really dramatic when they explain the pain.

'Well, the pain is different for everyone else. It's usually a little uncomfortable, and then the contractions come through. Usually, once that first contraction happens, you're in labor. Water breaking comes first, then a little discomfort, and then the contractions'.

"Babe?" Jason asked, snapping his fingers in my face.

"Oh, yeah?"

"I asked if you wanted some kind of chocolate cake or something."

"Hmm." I mumbled, looking at the menu. "Nope."

"No? You just said you wanted desert. We could stop for ice cream or something if you want to go?"

"No desert, we need to go." I replied, as calm as I could. There was no pain, just trickles of water falling down my leg. He looked at me confused.

"We can't get desert, Jason. My water just broke."

"Oh, shit!" He exclaimed, getting up. A couple people looked to us in confusion and surprise, as he stood up.

"Jason, calm down." I said, getting up.

"Calm down? You're in labor."

"Shh." I whispered, walking to the door.

"I'm gonna be a dad."

Five hours. We've been here for five hours, with no information on what's happening, how much longer I have, or if I'm actually having the baby today. We've had a nurse come in every so often, and she's checked on the contractions, and my health.

"Okay, you're almost there, give it another hour or so until the contractions come more frequently. And when they do, we'll give you the epidural, and things will go smoothly from there." I nodded.

"Usually we have the father of the baby in the room along with two other people. We would let the whole family come in, but I'm sure you don't want a crowd while giving birth, so we do the whole, two people in the room." The nurse informed. I nodded.

"Who would you like to stay?" She asked, smiling at me. I looked to the group of people in front of me. Jackson, Amber, Poppy, Nick, Adelaide, Bria, Harrison, Addison, Sally, Mike, Mom, Zac, Uncle Cile, Serena.

"I'm gonna regret this but.... Jackson and Adelaide."

"You picked your ex boyfriend to see you give birth?" Jason asked.

"He's my best friend, and yours too. I'm comfortable around him, and so are you."

"Can't you switch it to, I don't know, Addison?"

"So, you want me to switch out your best friend, who has changed me out of my clothes after I peed myself when I was drunk, to your cousin who knows nothing about me?"

"Point taken."

"Does it always take this long?" I asked, looking over to Adelaide. "Usually, yeah. This is the worst part. You just have to wait, and wait out the contractions. I had to wait about seven hours until Sapphire was ready." I nodded.

"Alright, you're getting another contraction." Adelaide said, pulling my hair back. I took a deep breath and held it in. "Don't hold your breath, let it go." Adelaide said. I let the breath go, and felt the pain.

Jason's hand stayed in mine, as the contraction left, and the pain subsided. I played with the white hospital band around his wrist, as his right hand ran over my knuckles smoothly. The nurse came back in, which the doctor this time, and two more nurses clad at her side.

"Is it time?"

"It's time."

"Who's ready to become new parents?"

"Is it okay to be scared?" I asked, looking to Adelaide.

"Of course it's okay. You're gonna be great. And plus, the baby has an amazing father and family surrounding him." I nodded.

"Alright, let's do this."

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