ཾ. ·˚ ༘  𝐋𝐔𝐕 𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐎 . ➶°⁂🍼
𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 -ˋˏ 𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑒𝑒 ˎˊ-

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: My Little Love — Adele
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❝ 𝚒'𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗' 𝚘𝚗, 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊'𝚜
𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗. ❞

  𝕾ulayma was just about ready to pop. like as in, any day now. it didn't help that her and the father of her child weren't on good terms at the moment. well, it was his fault. he fucked with her mental, had her pussy having a heartbeat and shit.

"but he treats me so nicely," mariam emphasises as she turns to her friends. "mariam, the man has three braincells." nella argues. "uh, three's a stretch. i swear he shares one with lz." adeola contradicts.

mariam had found a new potential man. in bandokay of all people. it was a weird combination, since he was so hood and she was so... not. regardless, mariam had met him at sulayma's baby shower and for some reason, they really hit it off. there was lots of chemistry between them.

"as in ofb's biggest dipshit... jeez," sulayma comments as she picks up a jar of pickles to put in her shopping trolley. they were out shopping; food shopping specifically. "as long as you're happy, though. then i don't even care, innit?"

"aww. thanks sul'!" mariam exclaims before rushing over to hug her tightly. "i think pregnancy's got you all soft now. i think cee needs to put another—"

"no!" sulayma, nella and adeola reply at the same time. "yeah, fuck having another kid right now and fuck cench," sulayma adds.

"and dat's on periodt- wait," nella stops herself, "fuck cench?" she asks while turning to her. sulayma sighs before throwing some ketchup into her trolley. "he pissed me off... like really pissed me off. which isn't good because we need to be friends. for the baby."

she continues shopping but stops when she notices no one else was moving with her. infact, they were all staring at her with knowing looks. demanding to know what had gone down with them; it had to be serious if she was saying this days before she was due.

she braces herself before explaining everything that had went down the other night. "he started like- bare complimenting me and i was.. baffed forreal. i didn't even know what to say. and then i think he knew i was goin' on a date and he grabbed my waist and pulled me in and—"

"oh fuck," nella groans, knowing it wasn't going to end well. still not done, sulayma sighs before continuing, "and he was kissing my neck. and it felt... good. so good actually. i wanted him to take me to his but- then he stopped. 'cah he read my phone, then saw dave messagin' me."

"what the fuck?"    "ohhhh my days."    "are you bein' serious or is this just a joke?"

there were three different reactions but they all meant the same thing: this bitch is off on one. she didn't know if she was looking for advice or just looking to vent. either way, she felt way better telling somebody about it.

"then we fought. him sayin' shit 'bout... he's a dickhead who will treat me like shit. like he ain't treated me worse. and i just- pushed him out my way and fucked off..." she trails off, finishing her story.

"well if you're asking me... i think that was pretty sexy," mariam's the first to speak up. making nella and adeola look at her in shock. "what?! i'm not saying she should get with him again i'm just saying... what a nice experience."

"you're sick, mariam. like- genuinely. you watched titanic one too many times i think," nella states then turns back to her cousin, "but you still went out with dave after that, yeah?"

sulayma nods. "and i liked it, it was nice. but in the back of my head was... it was like- guilt. i felt so bad. i almost didn't enjoy myself 'cause of it."

"felt bad because after you pulled away or felt bad because you liked it?" nella asks and the girls stare at her with them almost burning holes in her body.

"fuck's sake."

"i did really like it though."

"oh, for fuck's sake, sul'!" all three girls groan out at the same time. that right there showed how much of a bad idea what she did was.

"what it's not like we actually did anything. it's just- he got my spot and then started speaking wit' that voice. no no no," sulayma chants as she tries to defend herself, "you guys ain't heard it so you honestly won't get it."

"you're bein' a oakley apologist..." adeola trails off then buries her face in her hand. her hand dramatically slides down the shelf of soup cans before turning around, pretending she can barely look at her.

she gets it though. what she did was really dumb. she entertained whatever stupid, weird signal cench was trying to send her. and now, he wouldn't be shy to do it again knowing how she reacted.

"he's still with kenza, right?" mariam mumbles to nella and she nods. "exactly why i said i had a bad feeling about this. but then again, she never likes to fuckin' listen to me."

"but is there a need to scream at her though, nells? she made a mistake, everything that happened that night was in the moment. stop blaming her for everything," she argues, not looking up from her phone as she types something.

"nah, nella's right. as beautiful as dave is, and he is beautiful, she needs to just- focus on the kid, i feel like. men are trash, she doesn't need to waste her time with 'em." adeola butts in.

"yeah but it isn't our fucking life! it's hers!" mariam exclaims. "i'm not sayin' she can't live her live, i'm sayin' i don't want her to make some stupid mistake again!" nella practically shouts.

just as mariam was about to respond, a scream is heard. from sulayma. causing her friends (and the rest of the people on the aisle) to look at her funny.

"alright it's not that deep that you need to scream sul'," adeola mumbles stupidly. nevertheless, she screams again. even louder.

"nah, she's not screamin' 'cause of that, you wallad, she's having contractions!" nella shouts. mariam is quick to pull out her phone, dialling bando to tell cench since she knew they we're together.

sulayma lets go of the trolley, holding her stomach in pain and discomfort. a sweat immediately breaks out on her forehead and her heart begins to beat even faster than before. she feels two different hands press against her back as she feels herself being aided out of the supermarket.

       ❝𝕴 could punch that bitch in his fuckin' face..." cench mumbles as he takes a hit of his joint. as he inhales, he lets it cloud his lungs before slowly blowing it out. he was at his house, with lz, bando and fredo.

"is it even that deep though? like you're not even fuckin' with sulayma. she's just your baby mum," bando asks as he scratches his head. "it's principle. you don't fuck with someone your boy's fuckin' with."

"but they aren't fuckin' with eachother. i just said that..."

"oh shit, yeah. you're right, still. why are you so mad, fam?" lz asks with a confused face. "because, she ain't supposed to be fuckin' with dave. like- dave. er. no. not on my watch, bruv."

lz and bando share a look before widening their eyes a little. "what? oi, what fam?" cench questions them both along with the look they shared, starting to get irritated. "it's just..."

"you like sulayma, doughnut." fredo speaks up, finished with pouring himself another glass of hennessy. he comes to sit down on the armchair that was across from the couch the rest of the boys had sat at. "you either wanna fuck her again or don't want her fuckin' with other man. either way, you still got a ting for dat."

they all stare straight at him. "it's both," he mumbles.

"ha! you indecisive little cunt! i knew you was still into—"

a phone call interrupts bando's important 'i told you so' he was about to give. he reads the contact name and smiles a bit. "it's my sweet one," he says childishly with a childish smile before picking up the phone.

"who?" cench asks, turning to bando's bestfriend. "mariam musa." he responds which makes cench's eyes go wide. "i know." he adds. "i'm just baffed my guy knew what the word indecisive meant..." fredo randomly says.

"y'alright, babe?... yeah, we're at his... whoa, what the fuck?!... in the middle of fuckin' tesco?... yeah 'course i will. we'll be there as soon as. just message me the hospital you lot are going to. okay bye." the whole debacle on the phone ends and all his friends are left staring at him in confusion.

"you're 'bout to meet your girl, man. sul's water's broken."

"it's broke, wallad. not broken."

"oh sorry, grammar police. my man's got a baby on the way get your priorities straight." bando stands up quickly, downing the rest of what was in his glass as he knew he would need alot of liquid courage to help his undeveloped brain see a new life in the flesh.

            ❝𝕱UCKKKKKK!"

"keep pushing for me, sweetheart! push!"

"i'm tryin', i'm fuckin' tryin' to push- ahhhhh!" sulayma lets out another loud scream. on one side she was grabbing her mother's hand and on the other was nella's. it was quite funny actually. how stubborn her little girl was to greet them all.

sulayma had been trying to push for around an hour now. "is she stuck or suttin...?" nella mutters as she stares at her worn-out cousin with a scared face. "it's like... something's keeping her up there." the doctor explains to them.

everyone looks to eachother not even being able to make sense of what was happening. out of nowhere, sulayma speaks up. "cench. o-oakley. he's- the father. i want him here. please," she looks up at nella hopefully. quickly, nella hurries out to get him.

"oakley. get up. you're wanted." nella speedily tells him. without saying another word, he gets up and enters the room. at first, because sulayma wasn't feeling the pain as much and was still frustrated at her child's father, she had told all the boys to stay outside. but finally, at this point she was fed up with her girl not wanting to come out. so as she let go of her pride, she thought having him there would work.

"cee! cee, c'mere," she reaches out and he immediately grabs her hand. "hey, darlin'. you're doing good so far. they're telling me we're almost there. i'm proud of you, sul'. forreal." he smiles at her which she returns hesitantly. she still looked beautiful to him, despite the sweet on her forehead and the agitation that still hadn't gone from her face.

"i'm still mad at you, y'know."

"i know. but i'm still here," he kisses her forehead and squeezes her hand. "now let's have this baby, yeah?"

she shuts her eyes tightly and grips onto the hands holding hers. she listens to the doctor's orders when told to push. it was torture but weirdly, having cench there had made things alot easier. like him bringing his energy in caused some weird shift.

"push!"

"ahhhhhh!"

with one final push, there was the sound of a shrill cry that filled the room. sulayma threw her head back onto the bed; one half being exhaustion and the other feeling like she had accomplished something. something big.

"congratulations. this is a very healthy baby girl," the doctor wraps the crying baby girl in her arms. her tiny frame was squirming around, her cries mixed with shivers as it was terribly cold from no longer being in her own personal pool also known as her mother's womb.

cench couldn't take her eyes off of her. it was like he had never truly loved anything as hard as the girl that had only been alive a few moments. eventually, he looks down at sulayma who was watching him be in awe. which she found very cute.

"you did it sul'. i'm so proud of you," he whispers before kissing her forehead again. he was the first to hold her once she had gotten cleaned up and wrapped in a blanket.

"hi beautiful. hi," was the first thing he says to her. immediately she smiles. and he feels his heart almost burst from the simple interaction.

sulayma notices and almost stops hating him for a while. she saw something that was brought to him that was going to bring him nothing but joy, pure joy. and that's where her name came from..

𝐇𝐄𝐘, 𝐕𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐂𝐄 ! 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐒𝐊𝐈 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 .
i still gotta finish the rest of her name
but i already got the first one down. uh
whether or not you lot think it'll be
pretty or not is realllll irrelevant to me
i make pretty names 🤗 but JUST BC
THESE GUYS HAD A CUTE LIL
MOMENT IT DOESNT MEAN ALL
THE DRAMA FROM BEFORE AINT
OVER ! it's just cute to have papa oakley
really BECOME papa oakley 😁

i basically predicted this
bc in cench's new song
(which you should go
stream if you haven't
yet, no i mean for serious
go do it) he literally says
he might have a kid 🤷🏾‍♀️
psychic? i think tf so

love u guys
endless ❤️‍🩹