Two World's Collide.

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Isabella Thompson.

Growing up in New York City and being in the public eye was never something I enjoyed. I was always envious of the kids who's parents were always there for them, the kids that didn't spend their weekends at swanky parties, the kids who got to have a normal childhood, the kids who didn't have to try and please their close minded parents. My lifestyle was the complete opposite of all of that.

My name is Isabella Rose Thompson and I am 21 years old. I was born in London, England and moved to Manhattan when I was three years old and I live there to this day in my own apartment in which my parents bought for me. I graduated from FIT in May and just recently landed a job with Bestey Johnson.

My dad, Eric, is a real estate developer. In other terms he is pretty much a better looking and richer version of Donald Trump. He is always in the papers for some reason of another. Everyone in the United States knows him and everyone in New York follows his every move. My dad and I don't have the best relationship. He never approved of anything that I did in life. He didn't approve of the college I went to, my career that I want, my friends outside the social scene, nothing.

My mom, Christy, is a stay at home mom or that was what she always said she was. Growing up neither of my parents were never home much. My dad was always off on business or getting laid from his secretary, behind my mom's back. My mom was always on on vacations with her rich, snoody, friends and the man that she was sleeping with behind my dad's back. Yes, there was a lot of cheating, but my parents just turned their heads to it and tried to keep it away from my sisters and me, but we aren't that stupid. My parents just always want to look good for the media and put on a fake and happy persona. It actually makes me sick.

I have two sisters, Rebecca, who is 27 and Michelle who is 25. Both my sisters are happily married to socialites that they have dated since middle school. My dad adored both my sisters and I was pretty much the black sheep. I would be lying if I said that my sisters and me weren't close. I love them to death and they accept me and my decisions and vise versa.

I have boyfriend named Nate. Nate and I have been together since we were freshman in high school. Nate's family and my family are really close and I have known him since we were in diapers. Our parents tried from the time we were in middle school to fix us up and they got their wish. Nate lives a couple blocks away in the apartment his parents bought for him. He has no job and plans on living off the money in his trust fund. He usually spends his days with his friends and partying. He isn't the best boyfriend and can be rude at times, but I do love him and I know he loves me.

On the outside my life looks glamorous and perfect, but it was far from it.

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I sat in the local Starbucks waiting for Nate to arrive. Not to my surprise he was nearly 20 minutes late. It was a normal thing. He was probably sleeping or hanging out with his friends and lost track of time.

I looked over at a group of guys who were sitting around a table nearby and laughing about something. They all seemed to be having fun. I never had a group of friends like that. I was pretty much friends with people who were in the same scene as my family and I wouldn't call them friends. I don't qualify people who talk down about you behind your back friends. I don't fit in with them, nor do I really want too.

I realized that I was zoning out and staring when one of the guys looked at me and smiled. I looked away quickly and felt a blush creep up on my face. I would be lying if I said he wasn't attractive, but I was a taken girl.

"Everything okay over here?" I heard a voice asked.

I looked up and saw him walking towards me. He was dressed in a tight, blue tee-shirt and a pair of jeans. His eyes were a gorgeous shade of blue and his hair was tossled a bit. My heart started to race and I suddenly felt embarassed. I didn't know why, but I really did.

"Yeah." I nodded.

"Do you want to come and join us over there? You seem kinda lonely." He asked, shoving his hands in the pockets of his jeans.

"No. Thanks for the invite though. I am waiting for my boyfriend." I said, tucking a piece of stray hair behind my ear.

"You've been waiting for quite some time. Are you sure he is going to show?" He asked, with a small grin on his lips.

"I'm sure." He laughed softly.

"I'm Lee by the way!" He held out his hand.

"Isabella." I said, placing my smaller hand in his larger hand as he squeezed it lightly.

"I know who you are. I do see the front of the New York Post everyday." He said.

"Don't believe everything you read." I responded.

I heard someone clear their throat and I looked away from Lee and over to see Nate standing behind him and shoved his blackberry in his pocket and looked between Lee and myself.

"I will see you around, hopefully." Lee said.

I nodded and waved as he walked off. Nate sat down and grabbed the coffee that I had bought him when I came in. He immediately took out his blackberry and started texting. I looked out the window at the busy streets of New York and let out a small sigh.

"Caramel Macchioto. Do you realize how much calories that crap has?" Nate asked, looking up from his blackberry.

"And I don't care." I muttered.

"You should. You're shorts are looking a bit tight. You gained some weight." Nate said.

I looked down at my outfit and smoothed out my shorts.

Welcome to my glamorous life.

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Isabella.

I headed out of Starbucks a few hours later. Nate left a couple moments later, he had some "business he had to take care of" and just left. It wasn't necessarily a date considering he was on his phone the whole time. It didn't shock me considering it was a normal thing he did. Annoying, but normal.

"Hey!"

I looked up as I walked out of the building and saw Lee standing against the building. His hands were in his pockets and he had a small smile played across his lips.

"Are you stalking me?" I smiled, walking over to him.

"You caught me." He nodded, "I actually just wanted to see if you would like to come to a show. My band is playing tonight at Brass Monkey tonight and we are trying to get a bunch of people to come and you seemed like you would be into the scene."

"I'm not really a bar type girl." I grinned, crossing my arms over my chest as I looked up at him.

"Oh. I forgot you are a socialite. You enjoy sipping on champange and walking around in gowns with snoody, rich people, who look down on normal, everyday people, like myself." Lee said, raising his eyebrow.

"I am not snoody and I don't talk down about people." I rolled my eyes.

"I saw your boyfriend. He was a pretty big jerk. What kinda guy sits at the table while his girlfriend is with him and just calls his friends and than gives attitude about everything you say? I don't know the guy, but he seems kinda douchey."

"Exactly. You don't know him, so you shouldn't pass judgement on him. Listen, I hardly know you so maybe you should just butt out of my relationship." I muttered.

"Will I see you there tonight?" Lee called out as I turned around and started heading off.

I let out a deep breath and stopped walking. I turned around and looked at him.

"I am having dinner with my so called douchey boyfriend, so I don't think I will be able to make it. Thanks for the invite though." I said sarcastically.

"No need to take an attitude with me. You're too pretty to snap so much." He said with a large smile on his face.

He was clearly trying to push my buttons and I was allowing him to do so. Most people would just walk away and ignore him, but I couldn't let myself just walk away from him. It was like he held some sort of hold over me and I wasn't sure why. I didn't even know him.

"Shut up!" I yelled, as I headed down the street,

"See you tonight!" He yelled back.

I rolled my eyes and walked off. Maybe I will show up. It could be fun. Right?

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"Isabella?" I heard Nate yell as he wandered into my apartment.

I stood in my room, looking in the mirror and applying my make up. Nate and I were going to a dinner that his family was throwing. I wasn't looking foreward to it, but as his girlfriend it was my dutry to be there by his side.

"I'm in my room." I said.

A few moments later Nate appeared in the doorway of my room. I looked up from applying my mascara and smiled at him. He looked really handsome in his fitted suit and his hair was brushed back nicely. As much as he drove me crazy at times, he was a good looking guy.

"That's what you're wearing?" Nate asked, sitting down on my bed and eyeing me up and down.

"Yeah. What's wrong with it?" I asked.

"Don't you think you should wear something a bit more subtle. That thing is glittery and a little bit short."

"Nate, I am a 21 year old girl. I'm not going to dress frumpy and old."

"How about less slutty?" He suggested.

"I am going to ignore that comment because if I don't I may do or say something that I regret."

"I just don't understand why you can never tone it down a bit. The sparkles, the eye makeup, the jewelry, the nailpolish. I mean seriously? This is a nice dinner for my family and I highly doubt they would appreciate your lime green nailpolish and racoon eye makeup."

"This is me Nate! This has always been me and I'm not going to change for anybody. Just because I was raised with money and grew up going to this lame parties doesn't mean that I have to dress and act stuffy. That's never going to be who I am and why is it bothering you all of a sudden?" I asked, turning around and eyeing him.

"Well it's time we grow up isn't it? I mean you're 21 years old and holding down a great job and you always dress and act as if you are going out clubbin' all night. There are times when it's okay to dress like that, but now isn't one of them. You look trashy."

"Screw you." I muttered, blinking back the tears that were threatening to fall.

I wasn't going to let him get to me. I wasn't going to let him make me cry. I wasn't going to crumble in front of him and allow him to know that he was getting under my skin.

"Come on."

"I'm not going!" I stood there, watching as he stood up from my bed and headed towards the door.

"What do you mean you aren't going?" Nate asked, whipping around quickly.

"I'm not going. You can go and enjoy yourself. Hang out with all your friends that will be there. I don't fit in anyway so mine as well leave me home."

"Stop being a drama queen. I'm sick of these games you play."

"I'm sick of being talked down to and being called names. That is what I am sick of." I snapped.

"What do you expect me to tell everyone that is asking where you are?" Nate asked.

"Tell them I'm not feeling well or something. Tell them that you are being a douche. Tell that I am over being around these people. Tell them that I am over you and I am ending this crap with you!" I yelled, as the tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Ending things? Seriously?" He asked, rolling his eyes.

"Leave!" I yelled.

"You'll be crawling back to me by tomorrow. Just like you always do." He grinned.

"Not this time." I wiped my eyes.

I sat down on my bed as I heard the front door slam and my tears started coming down harder.

Is it really over? The past five years just went downhill like that. I really needed to get out. I really needed to drink.

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I walked into brass monkey, getting a few stairs from the dress and heels I was wearing. I was obviously overdressed, but I didn't care. I just needed to drink everything away and have somewhat of a good time and mine as well check out Lee's band while I was at it.

"I knew you would show!" I heard Lee say when I walked over to the bar to order myself a drink.

I turned around and smiled as he stood there with his hands in his pocket.

"I am here just for the drinks." I grinned.

"A little overdressed, aren't you?"

"Long story." I sighed.

"Well I am glad you came by to check us out." He said.

"I told you I am here for the drinks." I teased him.

I don't know what it was. I didn't even know this guy and we had some sort of connection. I forgot about the previous events of the night as I looked into Lee's gorgeous blue eyes.

[caitlynj]

This is really good, I love this story.

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Isabella.

I have to say that Lee's band was actually really good and the guy had a amazing voice. After they all performed I stuck around and had some drinks (well more like too many drinks) with them and they were all pretty cool guys. I was actually enjoying myself and now that I was completely hammered, everything that happened earlier that night was out of my mind and I was finding Lee very attractive and I'd be lying if I said I didn't think he found me attractive. We were both piss drunk and it was probably the alcohal speaking.

We stood in the corner of the bar talking over the loud music that was playing. He arm was wrapped loosely around my waist as I stood in front of him, burying my face in his neck.

"I feel like I am going to get you in trouble if this continues." Lee slurred his words as he dropped his arm from around my waist.

"Why?" I looked up at him.

"You have a boyfriend and I don't want to screw that up for you. No matter how big of a douche bag he is." He said loudly in my ear.

"We broke up. Why do you think I showed up tonight?" I grinned, laying my head back on his chest.

"Oh. I'm sorry." He said, sounding sincere about it and placing his arm back around my waist.

"It's fine. I don't wanna talk about that now. I just wanna have fun and deal with all that crap tomorrow, when I am sober." I muttered.

"And hungover." Lee laughed softly.

"Do you wanna get out of here?" I asked.

"And go where?" Lee asked.

"We can go back to my place if you want. Talk a little bit, I can hardly hear you in this place."

Lee nodded and I pulled out of his grasp. I grabbed his hand and led him out of the club, stumbling a bit. Heels and shots don't mix well together. If it weren't for Lee holding onto my hand I would be on the ground and my picture would be splashed across the front of the newspaper the following morning with how I should be in AA cause I am an alcoholic, when in actuallity this is the first time I have ever been this drunk. I hardly ever drank.

We hopped in a cab that Lee waved down and were headed to my place. Once we were settled in his hands went to either side of my face and his full lips were on mine. I have never been a girl who was into one night stands, but tonight was a different story. I needed to get my mind off Nate and besides we were both wasted. I'd be lying if I said Lee wasn't attractive and when there are two drunk, young, single people together it is bound to happen.

I pulled away from him a few moments later and looked into his eyes and smiled.

"What?" He asked.

"How is it that earlier I wanted to just smack you because you were driving me crazy and now I can't keep my hands off of you?" I laughed softly.

"Cause I have a certain charm about me." He teased.

"Shut up and kiss me before you ruin any chances with your smartass comments."

I know I will regret this in the morning, but right now I was enjoying my frist night as a single lady.

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I rolled over in my king sized bed and closed my eyes tightly together as the sun shined through the curtain. I groaned and rolled over to bury my face in my pillow and I felt a warm body in the bed next to me. I quickly opened my eyes and saw Lee sound asleep next to me. I sat up quickly, clamping the sheet to my bare chest and looked around my roomand saw our clothes scattered around the room as the events from last night played over in my head.

I was never a one night stand type of girl and I didn't want to start being one. I wasn't trashy and I just wanted to have a good time and it looks as if I had way too good of a time last night. It's not a secret that we find one another attractive, but I hardly know this guy and we jumped into bed the first night I met him. This was not good, not good at all.

My thoughts were interuppted when there was a loud knock on the apartment door. I quickly stood up and threw on a tank top and sweats and headed out of my room and down the hall to the door. I looked in the peephole and my stomach dropped when I saw Nate standing on the other side of the door.

Shit!

He knocked again and I slowly opened the door.

"Hey!" I said, standing in the doorway, so he couldn't get in.

"Hey! You gonna let me in? I think we should talk."

"There's nothing to talk about Nate. This whole thing is over." I said.

"What's this?" He held up the New York Post and there was a picture of Lee and me leaving the club together, hand in hand.

"I went out last night and saw him play. I had a bit too much to drink and he helped me back here." I explained, not like I really had too. Afterall we no longer were together and I was free to do whatever I really wanted and vise versa.

"What's going on?" Lee said.

My eyes widened as Lee walked over to the doorway in a pair of sweats, looking half asleep. Nate pushed the door opened wider and came barging into my apartment and towards Lee. He was pissed off and I could tell something bad was about to happen.

"Whoa man! Chill out." Lee backed up, holding his hands up.

"Nate, please leave." I said, pushing him back a bit so he wouldn't hit Lee because the last thing I wanted was a hueg fist fight to break out on top of a sick hangover.

"What are you doing sleeping around with guys you don't even know? You are such a whore!" Nate yelled at me.

"I think you should leave." I said quietly, closing my eyes tightly and rubbing my forehead.

"How could you just go out and sleep with some guy you don't even know? Did you do this while we were together?"

"No." I shook my head.

"You're disgusting. You can have this piece of trash right here. She's not worth it, you'll get bored with her after a week. I know I did."

"Screw you Nate." I whispered, choking back tears.

"I think you should really leave." I heard Lee say from behind me.

"Or what?"

"Dude, just leave. Don't come here and talk to her like this. She deserves a hell of a lot more respect than what you are giving her and she doesn't owe you any answers. She's a great girl and you lost out, so just leave because if I hear you say one more disrespectful thing about her I will make you regret it."

"You two deserve eachother. Can't wait till your parents find out your sleeping with a no name rocker, who has no money."

"You're such a douche." I said.

"Hope you two have fun togther."

I closed my eyes tightly, choking back the tears. Nate stormed off and slammed the door behind him on his way out. I felt Lee place his hand on my shoulder as I let a small sob escape my lips. I don't know if it was from the regret of last night, or from the hurtful things that someone who said that they loved me said to me, or both.

"Are you alright?" Lee asked softly.

I just nodded and sniffed, not turning around. I hated to cry in front of people. I was always told I was being a drama queen when I cried in front of family and I was taught to hold it in and "be stronger" than that because crying was a sign of "weakness" in my parents eyes.

"Do you want me to leave?" He asked.

"Yes." I whispered.

"Okay. If you need anything just call me."

I screwed up big time.

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Isabella.

I sat in the dining room of my parents upper east, luxiorious penthouse. It was a tradition that we have dinner together every saturday night and it was always the night I dreaded the most. My parents and I never gotten along very well. They always compared me to my two, perfect sisters. Everything I did was wrong and I hated being around them. Don't get me wrong, they were my parents and I loved them but I didn't really like them as people. They were so closed minded and always thought they were better than everyone.

Ever since I was a little girl I was critcized for not getting straight A's like my sisters, not being as skinny and pretty as them, or not being as athletetic as them. I couldn't count how many times my mom had called me chunky or not as pretty as my sisters. I couldn't tell you how many times my dad has called me a dissappointment to the family name. I couldn't tell you how many times I have locked myself in my room and cried myself to sleep because of the hurtful things they said.

"So, Isabella I read the New York Post this morning. Is that why you weren't at The Campbell's party last night? You were out doing God only knows what with this boy who is in some sort of band?" My mom grilled me as she took a sip of her wine.

"I went out. Nate and I are done with and there was no way I was going to attend that party." I said, looking down at my plate.

"Why did you end things with him? He's such a nice boy." My mom asked, sounding completely shocked, "Does it have to do with this boy you left the club with last night? If it does Isabella, you really screwed up."

"There is nothing going on with Lee and me. He is a friend and I went to go see a show he was playing." I lied to my mom.

In fact I didn't even know what was going on between us. I knew we weren't boyfriend or girlfriend and I knew I wasn't going to be his bootycall for whenever he wanted me. I didn't know if we were friends or if I would never see him again. I honestly didn't know, but I couldn't tell my mom that I had meaningless sex with him. She would have a heartattack right here at the dinner table. She still thought I was a virgin.

"Why did you end things with Nate?" My dad asked.

"Because he treated me like crap. I was tired of being talked to like I was some trophy girl. He had no respect for me and I was sick of it." I said, looking up at them.

"He was your only hope of having a good life. He would be able to support you and you guys are the perfect."

"I don't need a man to support me. This is the 21st century and I can go out there and work myself. I want to marry a man who treats me like I deserve to be treated and who loves me for me. Not because it looks good for the papers and media." I rolled my eyes.

"I think you are the problem! You just want to have fun. You walk around here dressed like you are working the streets and you never bite your tounge. You don't act the way a lady should and the story in the Post proves that." My dad said, getting angry.

"I'm sorry if I don't want a relationship like you and mom have. A relationship that is based off lies and cheating. You two are only together because it looks good for the media. I'm not stupid I know you guys screw around behind one anothers backs and you know what! I don't want that. I want a happy marriage. I need to get out of this social scene and meet a normal guy. Yes a normal guy. Not Donald Trump Jr." I said.

"You always come here and cause trouble. Everything is a fight with you."

"You guys brought this up, dad. You don't like that I was hanging around with normal people. Your heads are so far up your asses that you think everyone is below you if they don't have millions and millions of dollars. I am happy that I didn't end up like you guys. I am happy that I was raised by nannies for majority of my child hood so I don't end up as delirious and crazy and you guys!" I hissed.

"I'm glad we have two other daughters who aren't as f&#ked up in the head like you are. We really screwed up on you. You go and live in your fantasy world, but don't come crying to us when you need us." My dad said.

"Screw you dad." I went to stand up.

Before I knew it I felt a sting against my cheek and my mom gasp. My dad slapped me across the face. Not once in his life has he ever laid a finger on me, no matter how mad he got at me. I was in shock.

I placed my hand over my cheek that was stinging and felt the tears start to fall as I looked at him and shook my head. I stood up quickly, grabbed my purse and ran out of the penthouse without a word. I pulled my blackberry out of my purse and dialed a number, placing it to my ear as I stepped on the elevator. The tears were in full force now.

"Hello?" I heard Lee's voice on the other end.

"Can I stop by?" I cried into the phone.

"Um. Yeah. Are you okay?"

"I need to talk."

It's weird that I have only known him for a day, but I felt like I knew him for much longer. There was something special about this guy. I feel like he will be a great friend and right now that was what I needed. I needed a shoulder to cry and someone who would be there for me.

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I arrived at Lee's apartment, after he gave me the address. I knocked gently on the door and waited paitently as I wiped my tears away. The door opened and a guy about Lee's age answered.

"Um. Is Lee home?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah. He's in the living room, come in."

I walked in slowly behind his roommate and into the living room. Lee was sitting on his couch, looking at th tv and strumming on his acoustic guitar. He looked up as we entered the room and slid the guitar onto the couch, before standing up and walking over to me.

"Are you okay?"

I shook my head and he grabbed my hand. He led me out of the living room and down the hall to his small bedroom. Once he closed the door I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in his chest and started to sob. I felt his strong arms pull me closer to him and rubbed my back gently.

"Did Nate do something?" He asked.

"My dad hit me." I said between sobs.

"Oh shit." He whispered, hugging me tighter.

I just clung onto his tee-shirt and cried into his chest. I didn't want to let go of him. For the first time in my life someone cared about me. I felt like he was here for me and that was pretty strange considering I hardly know the guy and he hardly knows me.

He allowed me to sit there and cry on his shoulder for God knows how long. He didn't seem annoyed by my crying, like Nate used too. He laid with me on his bed, holding me and allowing to me cry for hours. He whispered encourgeing words to me and tried making me feel better. He tried making light of things to make me laugh. He was actually acting like a boyfriend should act. It's kinda sad when a guy you hardly know acts like a better boyfriend than a guy I dated for five years.

"Your roommate probably thinks I am crazy." I said softly, once my tears were under control.

"Nah. Believe me he isn't rattled by too much. You should see some of the girls who come here for him. They make you look sane." Lee teased me, as he patted my side.

I looked up at him and smiled. I knew I looked like a complete mess. My make up was smeared, my eyes were red and swallon, my cheeks were red as well.

"Thanks for being here. I really needed someone." I looked into his blue eyes.

"That's what friends are for." He smiled.

"I honestly don't know how many guys would let me come over and cry for hours. Most people would tell me to suck it up and get over it. I really appreciate you listening to me and allowing me to get it all out." I said.

"Nobody deserves to be treated the way you are treated by Nate and your parents. I'm here for you."

"Thanks." I said.

He nodded and leaned in kissing my forehead before sitting up.

"How about you get cleaned up and I order some take out. I'm pretty hungry and I am pretty sure I heard your stomach growl."

"I kinda walked out on dinner and I could use some chinese food or something."

"Go wipe your raccoon eyes clean and I will order us food."

I laughed softly and stood up from his bed and headed out of his room to the bathroom, that was across the hall.

Lee was a really special guy.

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[lovestory]

Isabella.

"So, tell me about yourself. You already know my life story and I hardly know anything about you." I said, taking a bite of my lo mein.

Lee and I were sitting in his living room, on the couch. We were eating the chinese food he order. My plate was rested in my lap and my feet were rested on the coffee table, that was set up in front of the couch. Lee's free arm was rested around my shoulder. He gave me one of his tee-shirts and a pair of sweat pants to wear, they were big on me but I rolled them up a bit and they were manageable.

"What do you want to know?" Lee asked me.

"I don't know. All that I know about you is that your name is Lee, you are 23, you are in a band, and you seem like a pretty cool guy."

"Well, my life is pretty boring compared to yours. I grew up in Mount Prospect, Illionois. It's right outside of Chicago and I lived there with my parents and younger brother and two older sisters. After high school I moved here to focus on music and that is what I have been doing ever since."

"You didn't want to go to college?" I asked.

"No. School was never really my thing. I got kicked out of my high school for fighting with kids and they placed me in a alternate school. I was never a bad kid, but I didn't put up with anybody's bullshit either. I am a nice guy and I always have been a nice guy. There was just only so much I could take." He shrugged, before putting his plate down on the coffee table.

"People make mistakes." I nodded, placing my hand on top of his.

"Yeah."

"So, what do you do?"

"I bartend now. It's decent money and I am just trying to get my band started up and hopefully one day I can make a living off of that." Lee said.

"You guys are really talented and you have a awesome voice. I think you will make it big." I told him.

"Hope so."

"Did your parents care that you didn't want to go to college?"

"They support me and my brother and sisters with anything we want to do. They are pretty cool in that way. They know that school wasn't my thing and that music is my passion and they stand behind me no matter what. My family and I are extremely close."

"You're lucky to have that. I was pretty much raised by nannies. A lot of people tell me how they would love to have the money and life that I had. I'm not going to lie, having money makes things much easier. I'd rather have parents that cared about me though."

"Yeah, I am really lucky to have such a amazing family. I love them and miss them a lot."

"They sound pretty awesome." I nodded.

"They are." He smiled.

"Well, thanks for the chinese food and the clothes. I should be getting home though. It's getting late and I have work in the morning." I said, looking up at the clock that was nailed into the wall.

"You can stay if you want. I swear I won't try anything with you." He grinned.

"I really need to get home. I have to be up for work by 9." I said, standing up from the couch.

"I'll set my alarm early and you can go home in the morning. You are even free to shower here if you want and if you need to me join you in that shower, that is fine with me too." He teased, standing up and walking over to me.

"I don't think so." I laughed softly.

"I honestly don't feel comfortable with you walking home alone this late."

"I used to walk home from Nate's place by myself all the time. I can handle it."

"First off Nate is a jerk for allowing you to do that and second off you aren't in any state to be walking home by yourself. Just make me happy and stay here. You can have my bed and I will sleep on the couch if you want."

"Fine, but make sure your alarm is set for 6:30. I need to get home and shower." I told him.

"We can shower together. It saves water and time." He winked at me.

"In your dreams." I laughed softly.

Maybe this wasn't the best idea to stay at his house, but I couldn't deny him. There was something about him.

[lovestory]

Isabella.

It has been a couple monthes since Lee and I started seeing one another. It started off as just friends, but quickly turned into something more. He was there for me during all the drama with Nate and my family and has been my rock. I was so lucky to have him in my life and there for me. Ever since we met we have been pretty much inseperable. I would go over after work or go to the bar he was bartending at everyday. I even met his family and they were the sweetest people and it made me jealous that I didn't have a relationship like that with my family. I was really falling hard for him and the media was having a field day with it.

My family and I are still not on good terms. I haven't talked to my mom or dad since the incident and I didn't really want to anyway. I was finally in a happy place in my life. I had a great group of people around me. Lee's friends have become great friends of mine and it's nice to be surronded by people that actually care about me.

Everything was going pretty smoothly, except one thing that has been on my mind for the past couple of days.

"Okay, I am here!" My friend Lacey said, walking into the bathroom of my apartment where I was seated on the edge of the bath tub.

Lacey was Lee's roommates, David's girlfriend and she has quickly became on of my really good friends. It was great having a girlfriend that I could talk to about everything. I know I had Lee, but sometimes you just needed a girl and this was one of those times I did.

I grabbed the plastic bag out of her hand and pullled out the box and tore it opened and pulled out the plastic stick.

"Let me have a moment to myself here so I can get this thing done." I grinned.

"Oh true. Sorry!" Lacey laughed before walking out of the bathroom.

I closed the door once she was out of the room and took a deep breath, before picking up the box and reading the directions.

In a few short moments I would either be a excpecting mother or not. I was hoping for the not. I was only 21 and Lee was only 23. We have only been together for a couple monthes and as much as I love him and care about him, we are nowhere near ready to be having kids. We aren't even ready to be married, let alone have a baby.

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"This is the longest two minutes of my life." I said, pacing back and forth in the bathroom as Lacey sat on the counter reading one of my fashion magazines.

"What are you going to do if the test is positive?" Lacey asked me.

"I am going to take responsibility for it. I mean it's not my ideal situation, but Lee and I were the ones who did this and we need to take responsiblity for our actions. I just hope that if it is positive, Lee will stick with me." I said.

"I'm sure he will. Lee cares about you and I know he will care about this child and want what is best for him or her. It's probably not his ideal situation, but he's not going to just abandon you and leave you on your own with this."

I just nodded when the buzzer that we set went off. I took a deep breath and walked over to the counter, where the test was sitting. I didn't want to look. I had a bad feeling about this and I didn't want to know that outcome. I was scared.

"I don't wanna look." I said.

"Look now!" Lacey said.

I sighed and picked up the test, looking down at it. My jaw dropped and the test fell out of my hands as the tears started rolling down my cheeks.

It was positive.

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I walked into Lee's apartment a few hours later. Lacey stayed with me until I calmed down a bit and decided that I needed to go over to Lee's and tell him. I was freaking out inside and just wanted everything to work out. So many things were running through my head. Where were we going to live? How am I going to raise a child? How will Lee take the news? Will Lee just walk out on me and leave me to do this by myself? Will he be supportive and take care of this baby with me?

I headed down the hall and into his bedroom. Lee was laying on his bed, flipping through the channels on his tv. He looked up when he saw me walk into the room and smiled at me.

"Hey gorgeous." He said.

"Hi." I gave him a small smile and laid on the bed next to him and leaned in giving him a kiss.

"What's up? You sounded a little out of it when I called you before." Lee said, rubbing my back.

"We really need to talk." I played with the hem of his tee-shirt and rested my chin on his chest, so that I was looking at him.

"Uh-oh. Those words are never something I want to hear."

"Um. I have been feeling a little tired and sick to my stomach lately and I realized that my period was a couple days late. I decided that I would take a pregnancy test just on the chance that I may be pregnant," I looked up at him, swallowing hard before continuing, "Lee, I am pregnant."

Lee sat up slowly, causing me to sit up with him. He ran his hand through his hair and looked like he was about to be sick. All the color was drained from his face and he had a blank stare on his face. I let out a shaky breath and choked back the tears that were threatening to fall.

"Are you positive?" He finally said after what seemed like forever.

"Yeah." I whispered, "I am so sorry."

The tears had started to fall and Lee pulled me to him, hugging me tightly. He placed his hand on the back of my head and kissed me on the cheek. I gripped onto the back of his tee-shirt as I buried my face in his shoulder and continued to cry.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. This is our responsiblity. We slept together and we weren't careful. This isn't my ideal situation, but it could be much worse. I mean I could have knocked up some random chick and not some girl that I love." He smiled, running his fingers through my hair.

"Just promise me that you will stay with me and help me through this."

"I will never abandon you or this child. I'm freaking out and just as scared as you. There are so many things that I really need to buckle down on. I need to find a real job so that I can support you and our baby."

I pulled away from him and looked at him.

"You can't give up your dream. I have enough money in my trust fund to have us set for life." I said, placing my hand on his cheek.

"I'm going to be a father and I really need to find a job other than bartending to help support. I love you Bella and I will do anything to help out and make things easier for you. I am going to do all I can to make this easier on you and to help support you and our baby."

"If you told me a few monthes ago that I would be pregnant with some rockers baby I would have laughed in your face." I smiled.

"I love you and will we get through this." He leaned his forehead against mine.

"I love you too." I said before kissing him.

My life was about to go from crazy to crazier.

[caitlynj]

This is really good, you need to write more.

[lovestory]

Isabella.

Lee and I were laying on my couch together a couple nights later. We were watching some reality show that was on VH1. My head was laid on his chest and my leg drapped over his. His hand was rested on my still flat stomach. Ever since the news broke about me being pregnant, he has been in daddy mode. He is constantly checking up on me, he has been working nonstop to get more money, I even caught him reading a parenting magazine. It's actually really cute.

"Are you going to still love me when I am as big as a house?" I asked him.

"Yeah, big girls are my thing. I never told you that." He teased.

I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to the tv screen as two girls started fighting on the show we were watching. I sighed and closed my eyes, feeling his heart beating underneath me. I placed my hand on top of his that was rested on my stomach. These were the moments I loved. Just him and me cuddling and relaxing.

"Hey, I was talking to David today and he was telling me how American Idol auditions are coming up in next week. They are going to Chicago and I figured that I really want to give it a shot." Lee said, out of nowhere.

My eyes shot opened and I sat up, looking down at him to make sure he wasn't lying.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it's the only way I will be able to get my voice out there. Music is my passion and this could be the big break I need and with the baby coming it is really making me want to go after it even more." Lee said.

"What do you expect me to do if you make it to Hollywood and keep moving on? I am going to be home with a newborn by myself while his or her dad is in Los Angeles?" I asked, getting really irrated at the way he was thinking.

"You guys can fly out and stay with me." Lee suggested.

"This is stupid. This is the time I need you most and you want to go to Chicago next week to audition for some reality show and than go off to Hollywood when you make it? If I wasn't pregant I would be happy for you and tell you to go for it."

"You are being really selfish right now." Lee sighed.

"I'm being selfish? I am the one who is carrying your child, I am the one who had to quit my job, I am the one who is throwing up every morning, I am the one who cries over everything. You haven't been through anything and I am being selfish? Can't you just wait till next year?"

"I can, but I don't want too. Than I will be leaving you with a toddler and that's just as bad. I need to do this."

"We have enough money. I am set for life and you are too. Why don't you understand that?" I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Because what if something happens and we split up. I can't raise my child on my salary at the bar and the gigs I do. I need a real job and I didn't go to school and I sure the hell don't want to be sitting in a office all day. I want a job that can support my child and one that I enjoy."

"So now we are breaking up?" I scoffed.

"You are really pissing me off." Lee muttered.

I climbed over him and stood up and walked out of the room. I didn't want him to be gone. I didn't mean to sound like a complete bitch, but right now I needed him home with me. I know that this is his dream, but this baby should be his first priority. Not to mention I didn't want my good looking, rocker, boyfriend to go to Los Angeles and meet all these other skinny, gorgeous girls. Let's face it in a few short monthes I was going to be a mess and I'm sure Lee doesn't want that.

I slammed the door to my bedroom and sat on the bed, burying my face in my hands and letting out a soft sob. I didn't want to hold him back, but I needed him at the same time. I hated fighting with him. It drove me crazy.

The door opened and Lee walked in, looking upset.

"Don't just storm out of the room like that." He said.

"Why do you want to do this?" I asked.

"Because it's my dream and what I have wanted to do since I was a kid."

"What about me and the baby?" I asked, wiping my eyes.

"You can come to Chicago with me next week. We'll stay with my parents and we can break the news to them there and while we are at it I will audtition." Lee said.

"And when you make it to Hollywood what do you expect me to do? Just sit around with a infant baby by myself while my boyfriend is across the country probably scamming on hotter, skinnier girls who don't have babies."

"Is that what bothers you?" He asked, with a amused smile.

"Yes. Kinda." I nodded, looking down at my hands that were rested on my lap.

"Who even knows if I will make it that far?" Lee said, walking over and standing in front of me.

"You will. You're amazing at what you do."

"You're being crazy. Why would you ever think I would cheat on you? Have I ever done anything that bugged you?"

"No. It's just that when you do make it there and I know you will, there are going to be gorgeous girls flocking all around you and I am going to be some frumpy, disgusting, fat blob sitting at home with a newborn baby. I mean would you rather have a hot model looking girl or a fat baby mama?" I asked.

"I told you before that I would love you even if you were as big as a house. I love you and care about you more than anything in the world and to me you will always be the most beautiful girl."

"Just stay with me." I looked up at him.

"You and little DeWyze can come to Los Angeles and be with me if I even do make it that far. They set up all the hotel reservations and stuff and I would love to have you guys around."

"So, I can come to Los Angeles and Chicago with you and be your groupie?" I asked, with a small smile.

"Absolutely." He nodded.

I grabbed his hand and he bent down and planted a light kiss on my lips, before bending down and touching my stomach. I ran my fingers through his hair, scratching his head lightly.

"You need to chill out with releasing these horomones. Other wise daddy is going to be a dead man and mommy is going to give birth to you in prison. I don't think you want that." Lee whispered to my stomach.

I laughed softly. He stood up and gave me another kiss.

"I love you and I don't want you to worry about anything. This is all going to work out in the end."

"I love you too. Let's go to bed. I'm tired."

"Tired or in the mood for some lovin?" Lee smiled.

"Tired." I repeated.

"Just making sure. I want to make sure that my pregnant girlfriend is satisfied and if that means sex, I am down with that."

"Just go to sleep. You're really pushing it buddy."

He let out a laugh and laid down in the bed besides me.

I closed my eyes as a million thoughts ran through my head. I wasn't sure how I felt about him leaving me, but I couldn't stand in his way.

[lovestory]

Isabella.

Lee and I were in Illinois visiting his family. The American Idol auditions were a few days away, so we decided to make it a little trip and come out and be with his family. It was nice to get away from the craziness of the city and just relax with his friends and family from back home. Although the toughest part was yet to come. No not waiting countless hours for Lee to audition, but we were going to have to break the news to his parents over dinner. The news that I was expecting and from what Lee says, his parents won't be too happy and I can't blame them.

We were all sitting around the dining room table with Lee's younger brother, Michael and his parents, Lee, and Kathleen. I was so nervous and I could hardly eat anything and I could tell that Lee was feeling the same way I was. Considering that he hadn't touched anything on his plate and he was as white as a ghost.

"Do you want some baby carrots?" His mother asked, holding up a bowl towards Lee.

Lee choked on his water that he was taking sip of. I looked down shaking my head a bit. Real smooth.

"Everything okay? You seem kinda out of it." His dad said, looking between Lee and me.

"There is actually something I think you guys should all really know. It has been bothering me since we got here and I really need to get this off my chest. I know you guys aren't going to be happy, but you need to just hear me out." Lee rambled on.

"This is going to be good." Michael said, before taking a sip of his soda.

"What's wrong?" His mom asked, looking worried.

"Um. Isabella is pregnant." He mumbled.

I felt my stomach churn as I looked at his parents and they both looked really shocked and disappointed. His brother on the other hand was smirking and shaking his head in a amusement.

"Oh shit!" Michael laughed, causing Lee to shot him a look.

"Pregnant? You got her pregnant?" His mom gasped.

"Yes."

"How?"

"Well you see mom when two people have sex it can sometimes result in a pregnancy." Lee said.

"Don't get smart with me. Not now!" His mom said.

"You two haven't been together for very long and now you are bringing a child into the world? What about some sort of birth control? You're 23 years old Lee, we taught you this stuff." Hi dad said, looking sternly at Lee.

"I know you two aren't happy about this and this wasn't the ideal situation that we wanted either, but we were careless and it happened and we can't take that back." Lee said.

"I am very disappointed in you. I love you and I know you love Isabella and so do we, but do you really think this was the best decision?"

"Obviously not mom." Lee sighed.

"Well as much as I don't like this it happened and we need to accept that. We will love this baby and we want to be part of his or her life as much as possible. Now, it's time for you to man up and be a father and good boyfriend. No more bars till the wee hours of the morning, no more hanging around with your guy friends 24/7, no more of spontanous road trips with the guys. Now Isabella and the baby are your number one priority and if I find out that it's not that way I will kick your ass." His dad said and I had to smile.

"He's been really supportive and great through this and I have no doubt in my mind that once the baby comes he will be a excellent father." I smiled, placing my hand on his thigh and looking over at him, "You guys raised a good guy."

"I think it's safe to say that we don't really like this idea, but it's out of our hands now and we support you two and will love this baby and atleast she's a nice girl unlike some of those other girls you have brought home." His mom grinned.

"I will have to get some information on that soon. I would love to hear about your ex-girlfriends." I grinned.

"I will have to give you all the inside scoop." Michael spoke up.

"No. We will leave that alone and not bring up any ex-girlfriends around the current girlfriend and baby mama."

"Call me your baby mama one more time and see what happens."

Lee laughed and grabbed my hands and pulled me to him and bent down kissing me. I pulled back and kissed his cheek before sitting up.

"Get a damn room!" Michael said, making gagging noises.

"No. We don't need any of that in here." His dad said.

"Nothing else can happen." Lee grinned.

That went better than I thought it would.

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I walked outside later that night. Lee was sitting on the back patio on the wooden swing that was set up. I took a seat next to him, pulling my feet under my butt and leaning into him. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and rubbed my arm.

"That went pretty well." I said.

"Yeah. I knew they would be disappointed. I'm just glad I didn't get a two hour long speech about wearing a condom or something."

"We are adults. Young adults, but adults none the less."

"When do you plan on telling your parents?" Lee asked.

"I guess when we get back to New York. That is one I am dreading on doing. I know that they will pretty much disown me, but it is what it is. Right?"

"I know it bothers you Bella. You don't have to sit there and act like you are okay with the way they treat you. Nobody would be okay with thier family treating them like that." Lee said.

"I mean, I am used to it. I have always been the black sheep of the family. Everything I did was never good enough and it does suck, but after a while I just kinda try and not let it get to me. I have people in my life that love me and care for me and I am lucky for that." I said.

"It bothers me that you are treated that way."

"You're lucky. I would kill to have a family as great as yours. I love coming and visiting them. It's kinda like being part of a family that I never had. Just always remember that your family is incredible and don't take that for granted."

"I never do and I realize how lucky I am." He bent down and planted a kiss on the top of my head.

"Are you nervous about the auditions?" I asked, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Not really. I'm sure once I get there I will be." He said.

"Don't be. You're incredible at singing and they are going to love you." I smiled, closing my eyes.

"I hope so."

"You'll kill it like you always do and every girl in America will fall in love with your innocent looks and sexy voice." I said.

Lee laughed and I smiled.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

[lovestory]

Isabella.

We waited and waited and waited some more at the American Idol auditions. It was exhausting just sitting there listening to all the people warm up singing and some sounded horrible and I honestly wondered if they realized how sucky they sounded. Lee told me I could head back to the house, but I wanted to stay and support him because I know if it were me in his place he would be next to me the whole time.

After hours and hours of waiting Lee finally headed into the judges room. He was nervous as anything and I was nervous for him. I waited off to the side with his parent, friends, and brother ourside of the judging room. Ryan Seacrest stood next to us, talking to Lee's family and me. I was way to nervous to even focus on what the guy was asking me. I just wanted Lee to walk out with a golden ticket, if he didn't he would be upset and I didn't want to see that. He wanted this so bad and I wanted this for him.

After what seemed like hours the door opened and Lee came walking out, holding up a golden ticket. We all went nuts. I ran over to him and jumped in his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist and kissing his cheek. I practically knocked him over as he held me tight and laughed softly, kissing me. I dropped my feet the ground and let go of him as he went to go hug his family and have a few words with Ryan.

"I'm so proud of you!" I smiled, when he walked back over to me and wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him and walking off.

"Thanks. It feels pretty good. I know it's only the start, but we all have to start somewhere and if I can make it to the Top 24 that would be pretty awesome." He smiled, getting pretty excited. I had to smile back. He was adorable and acting like a little kid

"You're going to do it. You're too good to pass up. You already made it to Hollywood, you can do this!" I said, wrapping my arm around him and giving him a little squeeze.

"Little Miss. Positive here. Huh?" He laughed softly.

"I figured since you are going to leave me to go to California you mine as well benefit from it. I don't want my boyfriend to be a loser." I teased him.

"Smartass." He commented, before turning around to his family and friends "I say we go out and get drunk tonight!"

"I agree!" One of his friends yelled.

"I am going to have to sit this one out. I guess I will take care of your drunk ass tonight." I said.

"You're too good to me."

"This is the first and last time. I'm only doing it because you made it and it's a gift from me to you because I don't really feel like having sex with you." I said to him.

"So, you figure if you get me too drunk I won't try and get any? You are so wrong."

I laughed and leaned in giving him another kiss.

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I sat in a bar with Lee and all his friends later that night, sipping on a glass of water and eating the pretzels that were on the table in front of me. Lee and all his friends were pretty smashed and I had to say that being around drunk people was really irratating. Especially when drinking was off limits and I had to deal with about ten, loud, guys screaming about God only knows what.

Lee walked over to me and sat down next to me, holding a beer in his hand. I laid my head on his shoulder, resting my forehead in the crook of his neck. He draped his free arm casually around the back of my chair.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah. I am just really tired. It's late." I told him, hoping he would get the hint that I want to leave now.

"You can head back to my parents house if you want." He said, sliding his arm back and placing his hand on the back of my neck and rubbing it gently.

"Will you come with me?" I asked, sitting up and looking over at him.

"I kinda want to stay here. All the guys want to celebrate with me tonight."

"Lee it's almost one in the morning. You are completely hammered and I am really tired. Can't we just go back to the house and get some sleep?" I asked.

"I told you that you could go. I am not ready to leave yet."

"How are you going to get home?" I asked.

"I will get a cab or something. If you want to go back, go ahead. I will be home in a little bit. I want you to take care of my little guy in there and if that means going home and resting than that is what you gotta do." He rubbed my stomach.

"I wish you would come."

"Stop. I am staying here for a bit more. I hardly ever get to see these guys and I just wanna hang out some more. Please don't keep nagging at me." He said, rolling his eyes a bit.

"Whatever. I'll just leave and figure out how the hell to get back to your house by myself. Give me your keys." I held my hand out to him.

"Enough with the damn attitude Isabella. You are pissing me off tonight. All I want to do is have some fun and you have to try and ruin that because the attention isn't focused on you! Stop being a spoiled brat."

"Give me your keys so I can leave. I don't feel like fighting with you! Get as drunk as you want. I'm leaving so I will no longer be ruining your night." I said.

"Good." He said, digging in his pocket and handing me his car keys.

I grabbed them before pushing past him and heading out of the bar.

I know he wanted to have fun and I know he has been drinking, but he was being a complete douche bag and I was in no mood to be talked to like that. Not with my crazy pregnancy horomones. I wasn't going to put up with any of his crap. I don't care if he had been drinking, alcohol isn't a excuse.

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I walked into the kitchen around five that morning. Lee finally stumbled home around 2:30 and collasped on the bed, still dressed in his clothes. He kept trying to apologize but I wasn't about to have a conversation with my drunken boyfriend. That could wait until later.

"You're up early." Lee's mom said, she was standing at the stove boiling hot water in a teapot.

I adjusted my tee-shirt that was paired with my black sweatpants and nodded my head as I took a seat at the kitchen table.

"Yeah. I couldn't sleep. I have a lot on my mind." I said.

"Want some tea and we can talk?" She asked me.

"Sure." I nodded.

She placed a coffee mug in front of me and one in on the table besides mine. She took a seat in the chair next to me and looked over at me, giving me a warm smile. Something I never got from my own mother.

"What's on your mind? The baby?"

"Well that is majority of it yes and I'm fighting with Lee right now and I still need to drop the bomb on my parents and what happens when Lee goes to Los Angeles for Idol and I am as huge as a house and than raising the baby by myself?" I poured out my feelings to her.

"For one thing couples always go through their rough patches and you and Lee are going to have a lot of arguments and it gets tough sometimes and it will get tougher when the baby comes, but you guys just need to keep working on it. You can't just give up." She said.

"I hate fighting with him." I said.

"Nobody wants to fight with someone they love and care about, but it will all work out."

"What am I going to do without him? I am so scared of being by myself and raising a baby while he is gone. I would be scared if he was there with me. I want this for him, but I don't know what I am going to do without him." I said, tears forming in my eyes.

"You guys will work something out. Lee already told me he plans on having you there with him if he makes it that far, once the baby is born and when you aren't there for the first couple weeks I will fly up to New York and stay with you. If you would like that."

"I would actually. I have no clue what I am going to do once he or she comes. I have no experience with babies. What if I screw this up?" I asked, the tears rolling down my cheeks now.

I looked behind me as I saw Lee's mom looked past me. Lee was standing in the enterance way, looking like a hungover wreck. I quickly wiped away my tears and turned back around, staring at the clock on the wall.

"I saw you weren't in bed and I figured you were in the bathroom puking or something, but that was empty and I know you don't usually wake up until 9. So, I decided to come check up on you and I am kinda glad I did. What's wrong?" He asked, walking over to me.

"Nothing. I don't wanna ruin anymore of your night." I snapped.

"Shit Bella. I was drunk and didn't mean half the crap I said. I'm sorry, just please tell me what you are crying about."

By now his mom stood up and walked out of the kitchen. Lee reached down and placed his hand under my chin and lifted my head so I was looking up at him.

"It still hurt."

"I'm sorry baby. I'm a complete jerk, but I love and care about you and to know that I made you upset because I was a drunken idiot makes me sick to my stomach."

"Don't ever talk to me again like that again."

"Never." He nodded, "Now are you alright?"

"Yeah." I stood up and wrapped my arms around his waist, "Just hug me and tell me it's going to be okay."

He wrapped his arms around me and i felt him place a kiss on the top of my head.

"It's gonna be okay."

I really hope so.

[lovestory]

Isabella.

It had been a few monthes since the auditions and Lee was finally back in New York with me. He made it past the Hollywood round and made the Top 24, which means he would have to fly back to Los Angeles in March and be there until he was either voted off or would win the compeititon. I must say that I was really excited for him and hoping he would make it far. We decided since he was going to be in Los Angeles when the baby was born that I would stay at my old apartment there, while he was in his hotel. That way he would be able to see the baby and me as much as possible.

I broke the news to my parents and sisters shortly after we got back from Chicago. My dad screamed at me and kicked me out of the house. Him and Lee got into a shouting match, I never saw Lee get that pissed off in my life. My sisters and mom just sat there, not taking my side. I haven't talked to them since and I don't plan on doing it any time soon. I had Lee and his family and friends and that was all I really needed.

It was now November and I was five monthes along. I stood in the bathroom of the apartment that Lee and I moved in together last month. We decided we were going to need a place of our own and I wanted to get out of my old apartment, since it made me think of my family and there was a lot of negative that went along with that place and Lee's place was too small and not to mention he had a roommate. It all worked out good though David's girlfriend moved in with David and Lee and I found a cute place.

"Bella are you almost ready?" Lee asked.

"Yeah." I called back.

Today I had a doctors appointment and we were going to find out the sex of the baby. This was the first time that Lee was going to come with me since the first month of my pregnancy and he was pretty excited as was I.

I smoothed out my juicy couture track suit and smiled at the bump that was forming. I was actually showing now and it felt so real. It was weird, but exciting at the same time.I didn't know what to expect, but I knew it was all going to work out.

I headed out of the bathroom and into the bedroom where Lee was standing in front of the mirror, fixing his hair.

"You are such a girl with your hair." I laughed, picking up my purse and tossing it over my shoulder.

"I am not. I don't even use gel in my hair." He said.

I laughed and held my hand out to him. He slipped his hand in mine and we walked out of the room.

"Are you hoping for a boy or a girl?" I asked as we walked down the street hand in hand.

"I honestly don't care. I want a healthy baby and that is all I am worried about."

I smiled but deep down I knew he was hoping for a boy. I know he won't be upset if it were a girl, but every guy wants to have that son to bond with. However if we have a daughter I think Lee would be absolutely adorable with her and she would be spoiled.

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I laid on the bench as Dr. Stevens lifted my shirt and applied the gel on my stomach. Lee sat in the chair next to me, holding my hand as he watched intently at what Dr. Stevens was doing to me.

"So, have you been having any morning sickness?" She asked me.

"No. I had it for the first couple monthes pretty badly but it stopped and now I can eat anything." I said.

"Yeah she can." Lee nodded and I squeezed his hand as hard as I could. Smartass.

"Any abnormal symptoms that you haven't had. Cramps, shortness of breath, anything?" She asked me.

"Nope." I said.

"Alright good. Your blood pressure, weight, and all that stuff is looking good and healthy. Now let's get to looking at this little one and see how he or she is moving along." Dr. Stevens said as she picked up the wand and sat down between me and the screen that would show the baby on it.

She placed the wand on my stomach and moved it around a bit as the baby popped up on the screen.

"There is your baby. There is the face, fingers, and toes." She pointed out each body part as she named them.

"Holy shit." I heard Lee mutter.

"Everything is looking really good. Would you like to find out the sex?" She asked with a large smile.

"Yeah!" I nodded, holding tighter onto Lee's hand.

"Okay." She said, moving the wand around a bit on my stomach before stopping, "It looks like you two will be having a baby girl. Congratulations."

I covered my mouth with my free hand as I looked up at Lee who quickly wiped a tear out of his eye. Something he wouldn't ever admit to me that he did. Lee doesn't cry in front of people or in his words he just doesn't cry, but he does. I have seen it.

"We're having a girl." I said, through my tears.

"I know." He laughed softly, bending down and kissing me as he wiped my tears away, "I love you so much."

"I love you too." I sniffed.

A baby girl. I couldn't be happier and seeing Lee's reaction just made it better.

[lovestory]

Isabella.

"Look what I picked up today on my way home from breakfast!" Lee said, walking into the kitchen with David following behind him, where I was seated at the kitchen table eating a bowl of cereal with Lacey.

"What is that?" I asked, looking at the book in his hand.

"You're still in your pajamas?" Lee asked with a smile.

"Shut up! I am pregnant and my jeans no longer fit me, which is why I am wearing sweats. Now hand over that book." I said, dropping my spoon in the bowl and holding my hand out to Lee.

He handed me the book and I smiled as I read the cover. A baby name book. He was really taking this father thing seriously and it was probably the most adorable thing ever. Ever since we found out we were having a daughter he had been picking out clothes, toys, and he was even on starting to make the guest bedroom into a nursery for a little girl, with decorating tips from me because if it were up to him I don't even want to know how he would set it up.

"I decided that we should really get this whole name thing picked out. I mean she's going to be born in about four monthes and that's going to be here before we know and I am going to be in Los Angeles for nobody knows how long and I want everything set up."

"Thank you!"

"I highlighted a few that I liked already. David and I picked out some pretty cool names." Lee said, sitting in the chair across from me and grabbing my hand. I stood up and he pulled me into his lap, wrapping a arm around my waist.

I heard David let out a loud laugh and I shook my head as I flipped opened the book, wondering what these two had in store. I knew whatever it was it was going to be some sort of ridculous names. It was David and Lee we were talking about.

"Happy?" I asked, looking at one of the highlighted names.

"You guys aren't serious, are you?" Lacey asked, walking over to David.

"Oh my gosh! Flick. Who would ever name their kids these awful names? That is horrible." I said, closing the book and placing it down on the table.

"I think they are pretty awesome." Lee laughed.

"I'm going to pass on giving our daughter a name like that. I don't want anything like Apple, Coco, Flick, or Happy. No hippie names of names of foods." I said.

"Now you are just being difficult." Lee said, rubbing my back.

"Keep thinking of names. We'll find one." I said.

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"Lee, wake up!" I said, shaking him.

It was about three in the morning and I was having the worst time sleeping. Everytime I would fall asleep I would have to get up and pee, the baby would start kicking, or I would get some sort of crazy craving. It also didn't help that Lee was snoring pretty loud. So, while I was laying in bed wide awake listening to Lee snore I was thinking of baby names and finally one came to my mind.

"What? What's wrong, is the baby here?" He asked, groggily his eyes were still closed.

"No. I thought of a name." I said, grabbing the side of his tee-shirt and smiling.

"You seriously just woke me up to tell me that you thought of a name for the baby? Couldn't you wait until the sun was atleast out?" He asked, his eyes opened now as he looked at me.

"No." I said.

"Alright lay it on me." He said, rolling onto his side so he was looking at me.

"This is just a suggestion and if you don't like it just tell me." I said.

"Just say it. I'm really tired and would like to get some sleep." He muttered, closing his eyes again.

"Okay. Leah Kathleen." I said, his eyes opened again and a small smile appeared on his face, "Leah after you because naming her Lee doesn't really fit well with me and Kathleen after you mom because she has been so supportive and there for us through the beginning."

"I love it." He reached over, placing his hand on my cheek and rubbing his thumb up and down.

"Seriously?"

"Yes. It means a lot to me."

I smiled and leaned down giving him a kiss.

"Go back to sleep. I'm sorry for waking you up."

"I'm glad you did."

[lovestory]

Isabella.

March rolled around quickly and I was now in Los Angeles with Lee. Lee was staying in a hotel with the other contestants on the show while I was staying in my house with Lee's parents that I have in Los Angeles. Lee and I spent all of our free time together, the small amount of free time that he actually got. I was due any day now and I couldn't wait to get this baby out of me. I was fat, irratible, and always hungry.

If Lee's mom wasn't here to help I would have gone nuts. Lee and his father actually made a gorgeous nursery in the house in one of the guest bedrooms, that was across the hall from our bedroom. This was going to be our home until America voted Lee out or Lee won. I have a feeling we would be staying here for a while, which was okay with me.

I walked downstairs into the kitchen, holding my stomach. Lee's mom was at the stove, making dinner and his dad was sitting at the table flipping through one of the newspapers. Something was definately not feeling right and I was pretty positive that Leah was going to be here tonight or tomorrow. I have been having contractions all day and they were definately getting worse. I stopped walking and grabbed onto the nearby chair as a contraction hit, causing Lee's parents to look at me.

"Are you alright?" His dad asked.

"I'm okay." I nodded.

Lee's mom rushed over to me, grabbing my hand and helping me sit down. I let out a deep breath and closed my eyes.

"I think we should head over to the hospital now."

"No. I want Lee here." I shook my head.

"I'll go give him a call and he will meet us at the hospital. The quicker you get to the hospital, the quicker you can get drugged up and feel better." Lee's dad smiled as he stood up pulled his cellphone out of his pocket.

"I'm scared. I don't think I could do this." I said, freaking out at the thought of having a baby.

My life was about to change. I was no longer the person I needed to focus on. I was having a baby and now all my prorities were going to change and Lee isn't around much with the show. I don't wanna mess this up. I don't want to end up like my mother. I want to be a good mother. I want this little girl to look up to me and love me and not be disappointed in me. I was scared I was going to let her down.

"You're going to be fine. You have nothing to worry about."

"I don't want to mess this up." I said, wiping the tears that were rolling down my cheeks.

"You are going to be a fantastic mother. You have been doing a fantastic job up to this point and you are just going to get better and better as time goes on. I know it's hard with Lee not being here all the time, but you have us to help you."

"What if I screw this up? I'm scared. I want to be a better mother than my own mom." I said.

"And you will be honey. When you see her and hold her for the first time all those worries will go away and it's not going to be easy, but you're going to be a fantastic mom and Lee is going to be right there with you. It's going to be okay."

I just nodded and squeezed her hand as another contraction hit, reminding me that this wasn't time for a therapy session. Leah was coming and we needed to get going before I gave birth to her right here.

"Lee is leaving rehershal early and heading over to the hospital now. Ready?"

I guess I had to be.

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"Where the hell is Lee?" I whined, grabbing onto bed railing.

I was fully dilated now and the doctor and nurse were in the room now getting me prepped to have the baby. Lee was still a no show and I was getting nervous. I really needed and wanted him here for the birth. I didn't want to do this by myself. I couldn't do this by myself.

"He's on his way." His mom said, rubbing my arm.

As if on cue the door flung opened and Lee came rushing over to me. I smiled and let out a loud sigh and he bent down and kissed my forehead, brushing my bangs off my forehead and grabbing my hand with his. His mom slipped out of the room.

"I'm so sorry it took me so long. Traffic was a bitch." He muttered, kissing my cheek.

"It's okay. You're here now. I'm sorry I interuppted your rehersal."

"That is the least of my worries right now. I wouldn't miss this for the world. We're having a baby." He smiled.

"Looks like we are ready to start here." Dr. Peterson said, slipping on his gloves, "Dad, do you want to watch of stay up there?"

"I think I'll stand up here. I don't think I can watch, I may pass out." Lee said.

"Okay." He smiled, "Let's get this show on the road. You're going to feel pressure, but the epidural takes away most of the pain. Just push when I tell you too. Alright."

I nodded and squeezed Lee's hand.

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Name: Leah Kathleen DeWyze
Born: March 7, 2010
Weight: 6 pounds 9 ounces

She was beautiful and once I held her I feel in love. I smiled watching Lee interact with her, tears glistening in his eyes as he smiled down at her and planted and small kiss on her forehead. Whispering to her how much he loved her. She was ours and she was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

Lee walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. I laid my head on his shoulder, looking down at Leah. I smiled when she opened her mouth in a big yawn and scrunched up her face, snuggling closer into Lee's arms.

"You're not even a day old and you're already a daddy's girl. Daddy's kinda mush when it comes to us girls." I smiled, grabbing her tiny hand gently.

"Liar." He smiled.

"We make good looking babies." I sighed.

"We really do." He smiled.

She was perfect.