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same plot as the original sequel, but tweaked a bit. I decided it would be wiser to make it two years in the future (when Taylor is 19), just so she wouldn't be in school anymore. Her offspring with Luke would then be two years old. This is going to take place in 2020 when the pandemic started, but I'm not going to put it in the story. No pandemics in my universe! The guys will just be taking a two-year hiatus, ig. lol
Plot: Taylor Conway and Luke Hemmings have never been so in love. They're about to welcome their third child, and they are now living together in Luke's Torrance, California, mansion. Taylor is even garnering a fanbase herself with her own YouTube vlog channel. However, their relationship is about to be tested. Taylor starts receiving hate from fans, and Luke runs into his ex, the bitchy Arzaylea Rodriguez. A big storm's a-coming for the lovebirds, but will they be able to weather it and stay together?'
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Chapter 1: Can’t Wait to Meet You
Taylor Conway, who is 37 weeks pregnant with a baby girl, struggled to stay asleep in the early hours of a Sunday morning in late February 2020. Her boyfriend, Luke Hemmings, was fast asleep next to her, snoring away like a sleepy dog. As much as she enjoyed this pregnancy, Taylor longed to be able to sleep like Luke again.
Taylor’s thoughts were broken by the sensation of a very strong contraction. She hadn’t been timing her contractions, so she wasn’t sure how much time had passed between this and her last one, but it was strong enough that she shrieked in pain. The scream that emitted from her lips was loud enough to wake up Luke.
“Whoa, what was that?!” he asked. “You screamed?”
“Luke…” Taylor said, breathless from the contraction. “It’s time!”
“But babe, it’s 3:30 in the morning. How far apart are your contractions, anyway?”
“I don’t know!” Taylor snapped. “Call Eileen NOW!”
Eileen was Taylor’s midwife for this pregnancy. Her last delivery experience wasn’t very pleasant, especially when it came to the nighttime nurse. She sure did have a lot to say about Taylor’s young maternal age, and she talked in a very condescending tone. Luke had tried to talk the nurse down, only to also be ridiculed for getting her pregnant. Last time they checked, this nurse was still working at that hospital, so for the sake of their sanity, this birth would need to take place at home. Sure, they could’ve picked a different hospital, but that particular one was the only hospital her OB delivered at.
Luke’s fingers flew across the keypad on his phone as he dialed Eileen’s cell phone. She answered on the third ring with, “This is Eileen.”
“Hey, Eileen,” Luke greeted her. “This is Luke Hemmings, Taylor Conway’s boyfriend. Taylor thinks she’s in labor. How fast can you get here?”
“Oh, I can be there within an hour. Your call actually just woke me up.”
Luke felt embarrassed at this point. If there was one thing he hated, it was being awakened by a phone call, so he didn’t want to do the same to another person. “Oh… terribly sorry.”
“No, don’t apologize! I’ll just throw something on and be right over. In the meantime…”
Eileen gave Luke a list of instructions to prep Taylor for the home birth, and he jotted it all down in his Notes app.
“Thank you very much, Eileen,” Luke said. “We’ll see you in an hour!”
“What did she say?” Taylor asked.
“She’ll be here in an hour or less,” Luke reported. “Do you want to give birth in here, or no?”
Before she could answer, the door was nudged open, and Luke heard one of their twin sons saying groggily, “Mommy, I had a bad dream.”
Little LJ rubbed his eyes, blinked, and then realized something was off about what he was seeing. Both parents were awake, and his mother looked like she was in distress. “Daddy, what’s going on?”
“Nothing, mate,” Luke said hastily. He shooed LJ away with a quick wave of his hand. “Go back to bed.”
“But I had a bad dream! I don’t want to!”
“Then, go see if Auntie Ella and Mr. Calum can help.”
LJ’s Auntie Ella is Taylor’s twin sister. Taylor and Ella had been separated at a very young age when they were taken away from their alcoholic father. They finally found each other ten years later, in the summer of 2016, and they’ve kept in touch ever since. Of course, nowadays, Taylor and Ella are living together with Luke and Calum in their Torrance, California, mansion.
LJ stomped his foot, and Luke could tell there was a tantrum brewing inside the little boy. “But HE’S NOT DADDY!”
“Luke Robert Hemmings, Jr., go see Auntie Ella and Mr. Calum right now! Mummy and I are in the middle of something.”
“Hmph!”
With that, LJ finally turned on his heel and stomped away. Taylor rolled her eyes at this.
“Boys, right?” she asked Luke.
“Let’s just say I’m so happy this one’s a girl,” Luke agreed. “So, where do you want to give birth?”
“Not in here. How about in the living room?”
“I agree. This way, we won’t wake the others. Sit tight while I get everything ready, alright?”
“Okay.”
Before he began prepping for the birth, Luke picked up the vlogging camera so he could start recording for the birth vlog.
Taylor and Luke have their own YouTube channel now, Luke & Tay Plus Babes, where they vlog about the struggles of young parenthood. They also do pranks on each other, the most viral one being Taylor’s pregnancy prank-gone-wrong. She had planned to prank him into thinking she was pregnant, but it quickly backfired when it turned out to actually be true. She really was pregnant, and that pregnancy was what got her to this point.
“Alright, you lot,” Luke said quietly. “It’s about four in the morning, and Taylor is officially in labor! I just called the midwife, and she’ll be here by five. But I’ve been tasked with getting everything ready to go downstairs. Cue the montage!”
Luke put the camera on “time lapse” mode as soon as he got downstairs. He would overlay the scene with music whenever he got around to editing the video.
Just as he was doing the last step – filling up the pool of water that Taylor would be delivering in – the doorbell rang and Taylor’s dog, a boxer/Lab cross he’d helped her rescue named Lucky, started barking at it.
Luke successfully shushed the dog and opened the door for Eileen.
“Good morning,” she greeted him with a half-smile. It was all she could manage, having just been awakened an hour ago. She was still feeling a little sleepy, despite the fact that she’d had a hot cup of coffee before she came. “I see you’ve got everything ready. Where’s Taylor?”
“Still in bed. Let’s get her, shall we?”
By the time the two of them got upstairs to the bedroom, Taylor was contracting every three minutes. They each took one of her arms and led her downstairs, where Eileen instructed Luke to set her down in the pool.
“Taylor, are you ready to meet your little girl?” Eileen asked her patient.
“I’m so ready,” Taylor said.
Luke and Eileen guided Taylor through the laboring process. This included pacing the living room floor, sitting on an exercise ball, and other activities that would help things progress. By the two-hour mark, at seven on the dot, Taylor was finally ready to push.
Plot: Taylor Conway and Luke Hemmings have never been so in love. They're about to welcome their third child, and they are now living together in Luke's Torrance, California, mansion. Taylor is even garnering a fanbase herself with her own YouTube vlog channel. However, their relationship is about to be tested. Taylor starts receiving hate from fans, and Luke runs into his ex, the bitchy Arzaylea Rodriguez. A big storm's a-coming for the lovebirds, but will they be able to weather it and stay together?'
*****
Chapter 1: Can’t Wait to Meet You
Taylor Conway, who is 37 weeks pregnant with a baby girl, struggled to stay asleep in the early hours of a Sunday morning in late February 2020. Her boyfriend, Luke Hemmings, was fast asleep next to her, snoring away like a sleepy dog. As much as she enjoyed this pregnancy, Taylor longed to be able to sleep like Luke again.
Taylor’s thoughts were broken by the sensation of a very strong contraction. She hadn’t been timing her contractions, so she wasn’t sure how much time had passed between this and her last one, but it was strong enough that she shrieked in pain. The scream that emitted from her lips was loud enough to wake up Luke.
“Whoa, what was that?!” he asked. “You screamed?”
“Luke…” Taylor said, breathless from the contraction. “It’s time!”
“But babe, it’s 3:30 in the morning. How far apart are your contractions, anyway?”
“I don’t know!” Taylor snapped. “Call Eileen NOW!”
Eileen was Taylor’s midwife for this pregnancy. Her last delivery experience wasn’t very pleasant, especially when it came to the nighttime nurse. She sure did have a lot to say about Taylor’s young maternal age, and she talked in a very condescending tone. Luke had tried to talk the nurse down, only to also be ridiculed for getting her pregnant. Last time they checked, this nurse was still working at that hospital, so for the sake of their sanity, this birth would need to take place at home. Sure, they could’ve picked a different hospital, but that particular one was the only hospital her OB delivered at.
Luke’s fingers flew across the keypad on his phone as he dialed Eileen’s cell phone. She answered on the third ring with, “This is Eileen.”
“Hey, Eileen,” Luke greeted her. “This is Luke Hemmings, Taylor Conway’s boyfriend. Taylor thinks she’s in labor. How fast can you get here?”
“Oh, I can be there within an hour. Your call actually just woke me up.”
Luke felt embarrassed at this point. If there was one thing he hated, it was being awakened by a phone call, so he didn’t want to do the same to another person. “Oh… terribly sorry.”
“No, don’t apologize! I’ll just throw something on and be right over. In the meantime…”
Eileen gave Luke a list of instructions to prep Taylor for the home birth, and he jotted it all down in his Notes app.
“Thank you very much, Eileen,” Luke said. “We’ll see you in an hour!”
“What did she say?” Taylor asked.
“She’ll be here in an hour or less,” Luke reported. “Do you want to give birth in here, or no?”
Before she could answer, the door was nudged open, and Luke heard one of their twin sons saying groggily, “Mommy, I had a bad dream.”
Little LJ rubbed his eyes, blinked, and then realized something was off about what he was seeing. Both parents were awake, and his mother looked like she was in distress. “Daddy, what’s going on?”
“Nothing, mate,” Luke said hastily. He shooed LJ away with a quick wave of his hand. “Go back to bed.”
“But I had a bad dream! I don’t want to!”
“Then, go see if Auntie Ella and Mr. Calum can help.”
LJ’s Auntie Ella is Taylor’s twin sister. Taylor and Ella had been separated at a very young age when they were taken away from their alcoholic father. They finally found each other ten years later, in the summer of 2016, and they’ve kept in touch ever since. Of course, nowadays, Taylor and Ella are living together with Luke and Calum in their Torrance, California, mansion.
LJ stomped his foot, and Luke could tell there was a tantrum brewing inside the little boy. “But HE’S NOT DADDY!”
“Luke Robert Hemmings, Jr., go see Auntie Ella and Mr. Calum right now! Mummy and I are in the middle of something.”
“Hmph!”
With that, LJ finally turned on his heel and stomped away. Taylor rolled her eyes at this.
“Boys, right?” she asked Luke.
“Let’s just say I’m so happy this one’s a girl,” Luke agreed. “So, where do you want to give birth?”
“Not in here. How about in the living room?”
“I agree. This way, we won’t wake the others. Sit tight while I get everything ready, alright?”
“Okay.”
Before he began prepping for the birth, Luke picked up the vlogging camera so he could start recording for the birth vlog.
Taylor and Luke have their own YouTube channel now, Luke & Tay Plus Babes, where they vlog about the struggles of young parenthood. They also do pranks on each other, the most viral one being Taylor’s pregnancy prank-gone-wrong. She had planned to prank him into thinking she was pregnant, but it quickly backfired when it turned out to actually be true. She really was pregnant, and that pregnancy was what got her to this point.
“Alright, you lot,” Luke said quietly. “It’s about four in the morning, and Taylor is officially in labor! I just called the midwife, and she’ll be here by five. But I’ve been tasked with getting everything ready to go downstairs. Cue the montage!”
Luke put the camera on “time lapse” mode as soon as he got downstairs. He would overlay the scene with music whenever he got around to editing the video.
Just as he was doing the last step – filling up the pool of water that Taylor would be delivering in – the doorbell rang and Taylor’s dog, a boxer/Lab cross he’d helped her rescue named Lucky, started barking at it.
Luke successfully shushed the dog and opened the door for Eileen.
“Good morning,” she greeted him with a half-smile. It was all she could manage, having just been awakened an hour ago. She was still feeling a little sleepy, despite the fact that she’d had a hot cup of coffee before she came. “I see you’ve got everything ready. Where’s Taylor?”
“Still in bed. Let’s get her, shall we?”
By the time the two of them got upstairs to the bedroom, Taylor was contracting every three minutes. They each took one of her arms and led her downstairs, where Eileen instructed Luke to set her down in the pool.
“Taylor, are you ready to meet your little girl?” Eileen asked her patient.
“I’m so ready,” Taylor said.
Luke and Eileen guided Taylor through the laboring process. This included pacing the living room floor, sitting on an exercise ball, and other activities that would help things progress. By the two-hour mark, at seven on the dot, Taylor was finally ready to push.
