Arranged and pregnant. With two different people.

It was close to three in the morning by the time we finally found his keys. Through-out the whole time, neither of us got annoyed with each other. It was a miracle.
I fell asleep on the ride him, tired as fuck.
“Carts” Cody whispered, shaking me slightly.
“What?” I groaned, not opening my eyes.
“We’re home. Come on” He said softly
“Carry me” I mumbled
“What?”
“Give me a piggyback ride”
“Wha—fine” he sighed. “Come on”
I woke myself up enough to get on his back. Linking my arms around his neck, Cody grabbed my legs and hooked them around his waist. I leaned my chin on his shoulder, tilting my head against his. He grunted and began to walk me into the house and up the stairs.
I was almost asleep when he dropped he roughly on the bed. I screamed as the surprise, my eyes opening wide.
“We’re home!” He grinned, jumping on the bed next to me. I took a moment to calm down before leaning over and slapping him.
“YOU JERK”
He laughed.
I slapped him again.
Cody covered himself with a pillow, peaking out to see if I was going to slap him again. I rolled my eyes, climbing off the bed and over to the dressers.
We changed into our PJ’s, silence filling the room.
I crawled back into bed, Cody following on my other side. I didn’t bother with the covers; it was too hot already.
Cody lightly wrapped an arm around my waist. I paid little attention until he picked up my shirt.
My eyes widened abruptly.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I growled, tired.
“Looking at my baby”
“Wha—oh”
“You got a problem with that?”
“Yeah. Why must my shirt be removed?”
“Its not removed. I just moved it up”
“Same. Thing”
“Big difference.”
“Just put my shirt down please” I whispered
“Aw” He pouted, but put my shirt down nonetheless. I smiled, closing my eyes once again.
Cody wrapped his arm around my waist as I rolled on my side. He rubbed my baby bump affectionately.
“Can I ask you a question?” I mumbled into the pillow
“What?”
I rolled over towards him some “Can I ask you a question?”
“Didn’t really give me a choice there, did you?” He teased
I elbowed his stomach
He laughed “GO ahead”
“Are you only being nice to me because I’m pregnant?”
“No!”
“Then why are you being nice to me?”
“Carts, you never gave me a chance to show you the good Cody. You just always pushed for the rude Cody”
“Rude Cody should never have come out in the first place” I grumbled
“Well you brought him out.”
“Whatever”
“Yeah. So I blame you”
“Up yours”
“You’d like it wouldn’t you?”
“Cody shut up” I giggled
“Alright tootz”
I yawned
“Tired?”
“Just a little…” I trailed off
“Go to sleep”
“I wish I could”
“You can”
“You won’t shut up”
“Here I’ll make you a deal” He whispered in my hear. I rolled over to face him, eyes barely open. He smirked at me.
“What’s the deal?”
“You give me a kiss and I’ll let you go to sleep”
“How about I sleep then kiss you?”
“Nope. Pucker up princess” He formed fish lips, making smooching noises at me.
I rolled my eyes “Fine”
Cody grinned, pressing his normal lips to mine.
I pulled away after a few seconds, rolling over. He grumbled about that not being a real kiss but let me go. Cody pressed his body against mine.
Soon I was asleep.
~*~
I woke up, groggy. Someone was pressed next to me. Too close. I grumbled slightly, rolling over to see who it was.
Surprise, surprise it was Cody.
I groaned, rolling my eyes at him. He grunted, opening his eyes barely.
A smile came across his lips. “Hey there”
“What” I grumbled
He raised his eyebrows “You ok?”
“What do you think?”
“Carts, what’s wrong?”
“Cody the dates over. I’m done trying to be nice to you now”
“So you’re just going to go back to being a bitch?!”
“Uhm… duuh”
“Are you kidding me?”
“Nope. Cody I have no feelings for you what so ever. And I plan on keeping it that way”
“Carter” He sounded surprised “I thought we connected!”
“Well we didn’t”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I am”
“Urgh. Fuck off bitch” He growled, climbing out of bed.
I sat up, watching Cody as he left the room, slamming the door behind him.
What had he expected? I would suddenly become his friend? I didn’t like him. I tried to make this date fun so I wasn’t bored. Maybe we’d had a little fun, but that couldn’t match how mad I would get at him.
At least I didn’t have to deal with him for a while.
His temper tantrum bought me some alone time.
Thank God.
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