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Never Be the Same
Chapter 23: Kendra's POV

The three of us walked out of the mall, chattering happily as we walked to Dana's car.
It was always good to catch up with my friends, after being away for a while.
I wasn't rooming with Dana anymore, especially now that she had moved into an apartment near campus on her own, and my hours at the coffeeshop were much shorter.
Instead of working a total of about 20 hours a week, I had around 8 since I was now juggling being a full time student and parent at the same time.
I really did miss my old life, where I was stressing out about the amount of books I had to read, not the amount of bills I had to pay.
"You're going back home too, right Kenny?" Dana asked as she pulled out of the parking lot.
I nodded, hugging my jacket closer as I waited for the car to heat up.
Even though we lived in California, there were a few days where it was chilly enough to be wearing a coat and jeans, despite what people may say.
Less than 10 minutes later, Dana was pulling into the driveway of my house.
I reached over to the driver's seat to give my best friend a squeeze, then turned around to give Jamie one as well.
"Thanks D, I'll talk to you guys tomorrow!" I shouted over my shoulder as I watched Jamie hop into the passenger's seat and give me a wave
Dana did the same, before turning her attention to her driving and pulling out to leave.
I reached into my sidebag to pull out my house key, and walked inside.
"Sam?" I called out into the spacious house.
"In here." I heard him call back, from what sounded like the kitchen.
I walked inside, seeing him seated in one of the barstools at the island counter.
He was hunched over, and had his head leaning on his hand as he tried hushing the crying baby.
"I just fed you," he grunted, lifting Alana over his shoulder and rubbing her back soothingly.
I stood for a moment as he turned his attention to the bunch of papers in front of him, then the calculater beside him.
"Kendra, we're screwed." he sighed as I took the child out of his arms.
I rested Alana at my hip, and looked at the dozens of bills he had sprawled out.
"What do you mean?" I asked, bouncing Alana softly to calm her down.
"What do I mean?" he said, sounding agrivated.
He stood up, and fixed himself a glass of water to cool off.
I took that moment to take the now asleep Alana upstairs into her room.
As I got back down, Sam looked angrier as ever.
I pulled a seat beside him, and followed his gaze at the papers filled with dollar signs and zeros.
"Kendra, we are so behind on our mortage, and at this rate, I'm going to be in debt from college money until Alana has grandchildren." Sam stated, frustration trickling into his words.
I wrapped my arm around him and rubbed his back trying to calm him down.
"Don't worry, we'll be fine." I said, in hopes to reassure him the slightest bit.
Sam's blue eyes snapped to me and stared deep into my green ones.
"We'll get through this? Kendra, did you even hear me? We could be put into foreclosure!" he shouted, low enough not to wake up Alana upstairs.
"Well, what do you want me to say? Oh, it's okay, we'll starve to save money?" I mumbled back.
Sam's sucked in a deep breath, and pounded his fist down on the counter as he stood.
"Maybe if you asked for a few extra hours, we'd get a little extra money." he shot back.
I narrowed my eyes at him, standing up as well.
"Are you kidding me? I'm here everyday watching our daughter, while you're God knows where!" I spat.
Sam looked at me as if he was about to rip his hair out, and truthfully, it made me utterly terrified.
What if Sam got mad enough, and he hit me?
"I'm going to school and working three f&%@ing jobs, Kendra!" He yelled out, holding up three fingers.
I bit my lip, staying quiet for a moment to make sure he didn't wake Alana up.
"So if we're both working, what will happen to our infant daughter?!" I yelled back, not even caring at this point, to be honest.
Sam paced back and forth, if he was any madder, smoke would come out of his ears.
I'd never seen him this angry, especially over something like this.
I looked over to the Christmas tree we had set up in the corner of the living room, trying to find the littlest bit of peace for a slight second.
"I can't do this Kendra, I hate fighting with you." he said, his voice slowly going back to normal volume.
My face softened, and I almost fell back into his arms.
That is, until Sam turned and began walking towards the steps.
"Where are you going?" I asked, sharply to him.
He spun around as he reached the top step, his eyes filled with mixed emotions.
"I'm getting my things together, I'm going by Sean and Kyle for the night." he softly said.
My face dropped in shock, and I rushed up the steps and into our room.
"What? Why?" I threw each question out as he pulled the suitcase out from our closet.
"I just said it, Ken, I can't do this anymore." he said, not looking me at all.
I felt my eyes well up with tears, and I dropped onto our bed as I watched him pack.
I thought about stopping him multiple times, but I didn't know how to.
I sobbed even harder as he zipped up the suitcase, and tossed it onto the floor.
"Kendra, Kendra," Sam said, walking to me.
I stood up, and threw my body into his open arms, hysterical crying in his chest.
"Babe," he whispered, "I love you, so much. But like I said, I hate fighting with you, more than anything."
I nodded, furiously wiping at my tear-stained cheeks.
"I think we need a few weeks apart, maybe longer, just to clear our minds from this stress." he rubbed the back of my hair as I still cried.
As I settled down, the words finally processed, only a few weeks, hopefully. 
Maybe he was right, most of the time, he actually was.
"I love you, and Alana, more than any other thing on this entire planet." he mumbled, before planting a single kiss on my lips, and leaving me alone for the night.

Gaaaaah, I went back to this. I couldn't help!
Never Be the Same
Chapter 22: Kendra's POV

How's this look?" Jamie asked, as she stepped out of the dressing room.
Dana and I study the dress she had on, before looking over to each other and nodding in approval.
Kyle was taking Jamie to Christmas Eve dinner at his aunt's, and it'd be Jamie's first time meeting any of his family members, after six months of dating.
Yeah, that's right, Jamie and Kyle are dating.
I'm not sure of how exactly, but somehow after I had thrown Sam's party for his birthday, Kyle ended up asking Jamie out to dinner and she said yes.
I guess you all can guess that it obviously went well.
As for Sean and Dana, the two of them were also dating, just much more exclusively for some reason.
I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket, and I instantly knew it was Sam called for help with something.
Him, Sean and Kyle were left in charge of Alana for the day, which wasn't the best idea, but it wasn't that bad, so far at least.
And don't think I'm saying that because they're bad babysitters, they just have some pretty short attention spans together.
"Yeah, Sam?" I said into the phone, waiting for his voice to respond.
"Mamma!" A small voice squealed into the phone, happily.
I smiled as I heard my daughter repeat the same word again.
Even though she was just nine months old, Alana was able to say a few words, like "Mamma," as you already found out.
She also knew, "Daddy," "No," and "Yes," like most babies, but also, "Cookies," which was no surprise with the influence the boys had on her.
"What's up, baby?" I asked into the phone, not actually expecting her to reply.
Keep in mind, she's still under a year old.
"There's my phone!" I now heard Sam's voice say in the background.
After a few seconds, Sam's voice came throught the other line, "Ken?"
I raised up an eyebrow, "Yes?"
"What's up? You called?" he asked, and I fought the urge to laugh.
I guess this was the reason I did leave them in charge, it was actually pretty entertaining, as bad as that seems.
All three of them were completely oblivious when it came to little things like their phones being stolen.
"Actually, I didn't, your daughter did," I said through the laughter I tried holding back.
Sam sighed, "Sorry, babe. I didn't think she'd figure out how to call you-" 
"It's fine, Sam. I should be home in a little while, anyway," I replied to him.
"That's fine, I'll see you in a bit, love you" Sam said.
I felt my cheeks being to heaten up, "Love you too, bye." I said, before hanging up.
"Aw, Kenny's blushing because Sammy loves her." Jamie joked over to Dana as she paid for her dress.
I rolled my eyes, checking down at my phone for the time.
"Come on, Jay, I still have to get Sam's Christmas gift," I said, tapping my foot impatiently.
Dana laughed and pushed my shoulder playfully, "That's what you get for waiting until the last minute."
I rolled my eyes as Jamie recieved her change, and hurried out the shop into the filled up mall.
It looks like I wasn't the only person doing some last minutes Christmas shopping on December 20th, by the looks of how packed Starway Mall was.
The three of us walked through the crowd of noisy people as one of the newest One Direction songs played through the speakers as some extra background noise.
As we reached the store I was searching for, I yanked both Dana and Jamie in with me, I had the perfect present for Sam.

Don't worry, It'll start picking up after the next chapter, I think:P
Never Be the Same
Chapter 21: Sam's POV

"Dude, I swear, it was crazy," Kyle said, explaining some party a girl took him too as he, Sean and I made our way up to the front door.
I raised an eyebrow at him as I pulled my house key out of my pocket to get into the house.
"Did you at least get the number of the girl you were with?" Sean asked.
Kyle looked at Sean, before cursing under his breath, "I forgot that, actually." he sighed.
Me and Sean glanced at each other, and before we burst out laughing, we walked inside.
"Kendra?" I called out into the darkened room, feeling slightly uneasy.
I looked back at Sean and Kyle, before switching the light on to see better.
"Surprise!" An uproar of voices called out, completely catching me off guard.
I'll admit it, I jumped because I was a little bit startled, I just won't admit it out loud.
"Happy birthday!" Kendra squealed, practically popping out from the crowd of people.
I laughed as she pulled me into a tight squeeze.
I turned around to Sean and Kyle as she pulled away, "You guys knew?"
Kyle and Sean raised their hands above their head, before bursting out laughing.
"No, we were just asked to keep you out for a good three hours for fun," Sean sarcastically commented.
I rolled my eyes at the two of them before turning back to Kendra.

"I got you good." she giggled as she pinched at my sides, making me flinch.
I rolled my eyes again, "Yeah, yeah. Whatever." I said as I leaned down to kiss her, "Thank you."
Her lips curved into a sly smile, "Anytime, babe," she pecked my lips again, "I love you."
"I love you too," I replied, before we both got our chance to enjoy our party.

"Hi princess!" I said to the still wide awake little girl.
Alana's blue eyes widened with awe as she looked up at me, before she went along babbling more baby words.
It wouldn't surprise me if she started to speak in the next few months with the pace she was at.
"Come on, you've got to get back to sleep," I grunted as I lifted her squirming body out of the pink crib.
"Okay, the house is now empty," Sean said, walking into the room.
"Well, except for all of us," Kyle said, walking in right behind him.
"Thanks, you guys are the best." I said, placing a half asleep Alana in her crib and turning to my friends.
"It's really nothing," Sean said with a shrug as Dana, Jamie and Kendra also walked into the room.
"Dana, your mom is the best for watching Alana," Kendra said, catching a glimpse of her from across the room.
Dane shrugged, "She didn't mind, she loves kids!" she replied.
Jamie and Kendra laughed, "Which would probably explain why she had seven," Jamie blurted.
Dana smiled as she laughed sarcastically, "Haha, you two are hysterical."
Kendra and Jamie laughed a little longer, before they both let out a long yawn.
Kyle looked down at his watch, "I think I'm gonna get going, it's almost 12." he said, yawning as well.
Kendra's eyes shot over to me, "And you just got her to sleep now?!" she asked as she narrowed her eyes
I sighed, slumping my shoulders, "No, K, I just got her back to sleep." I corrected her.
Kendra let out a sigh of relief, "Thank God, or she'd be crankier than ever tomorrow," she whined.
"We're gonna get going too," Sean said, placing his arm around Dana.
I raised an eyebrow at him, and he shot me a glare, quickly.
"I'll call you tomorrow, Kenny!" Dana cried out to Kendra after saying goodbye.
"Alright, let's go," Kyle said, holding his arm out for Jamie to latch onto.
Kendra looked over to me with widened eyes, and I shrugged as the two of them left as well.
"And then there was two." I said, taking a seat in the rocking chair.
Kendra smiled, checking her phone for a split second before stuffing it back in her pocket and taking a seat on my lap.
"I wasn't the first to say it, but I want to be the last," she began, and I raised an eyebrow at her.
Before I could ask what she meant, she caught me off guard by placing her lips on mine.
"Happy birthday, baby." she said as she pulled away.
Never in a million years would I have seen my life to be as perfect as it is right at this moment.

Chilling with hurricane Sandy! So I decided to write a few chapters:) Sorry this one was boring, the next will bring drama:D
Never Be the Same
Chapter 20: Sam's POV

"Finally you made it!" Kyle shouted across the diner as he waved me over.
I rolled my eyes as I made my way over to my two best friends.
I was never really that close with them, up until recently, actually.
"Who cares? It his birthday, he can be late if he wants." Sean said, shoving Kyle's arm.
Kyle shrugged as the three of us sat down.
"So how's it feel to be 20, a sophmore in college, and have a baby?" Kyle asked me, raising an eyebrow.
Sean and I laughed, as he waited for an answer.
"The same as it feels to be 19, a sophmore in college, and have a baby." I shrugged.
Kyle nodded, as the waitress came over with a pad and paper in hand.
She took Kyle and Sean's drink and lunch orders, before getting over to me.
"What can I get you?" The waitress asked as she looked up from her notepad to me.
I leaned back in my seat, glancing at the menu one last time.
"Uh, I'll just have the BLT with fries and a coke." I said, handing over the menu as she finished writing.
"Okay, your food should be out in a bit," she said to the three of us, and we nodded.
As she disappeared, Kyle spoke up, "Did you hear Dana's home?" he grinned over to Sean.
Sean rolled his eyes, before nodding like it was obvious that he did.
"She called me last night and said she was coming home, actually." he replied, matter of factly.
Kyle and I exchanged glances, no matter how much each of them denied it, there was definitely something going on between Sean and Dana.
This has been going one for weeks, also, so it wasn't something we hadn't noticed.
"Dude, just ask her out already!" Kyle said, shaking one of Sean's shoulders as I laughed.
Sean shot him a death glare, his eyes narrowed at him.
"No way, it's not like it'll work out." he replied, his face looking hurt.
Kyle laughed, and looked over to me, "He says that like they haven't hooked up before." 
We both looked over to Sean as he fought back.
"What does that have to do with anything?" he asked, his eyes locked on Kyle.
"It means she actually likes you too, idiot!" Kyle finally said back.
I listened to the two of them argue, saying the same things over and over again, as I felt my cellphone buzz in my pocket.
Confused, I picked it up as I saw Kendra's name flash across the screen.
"What's up?" I asked into the phone, and the boys finally went quiet.
"Sam? Where are you?" Kendra said, her voice sounding slightly frantic.
I raised an eyebrow, sitting up straighter in my seat. Was there something going on?
"I told you, I was going out to eat." I replied, still puzzled.
The other line was quiet for a moment, before Kendra's voice came in again.
"Well, about how long will it take?" she asked, quickly.
My eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, there was nothing we even had going on today.
I mean, it wasn't even like she acknowledged it was my birthday, so I doubt she even remembered.
"We just ordered, so maybe a half hour," I replied in a questioning tone, "Why what's up?"
"Nothing, it's nothing. I'll call you later." she said, before hanging up.
I glanced over to my phone as I heard the phone line go dead, before stuffing it back in my pocket.
"What was that about?" Sean asked, raising an eyebrow.
I shrugged, not exactly sure myself on what was going on.
"I have no idea," I replied with a shrug.
Sean and Kyle looked at each other for a minute, exchanging glances, before shrugging as our food finally came.

Ugh, I'm so sorry this story's sucking right now:(
Ugh, I'm so sorry I haven't posted in a while, I'm just so lost on what to write about for the next few chapters:( Any ideas?
Never Be the Same
Chapter 19: Kendra's POV

"Say Dada," Sam said as he laughed with the little three month old.
Alana giggled and her crazy blue eyes locked on him as she grabbed the bottoms of her feet.
"Come on, princess," he grinned down at her, lightly pinching her sides, "Da-da." he said more slowly.
Alana squealed happily, babbling a whole bunch of baby words back to him.
I listened to their conversation back and forth for a few more seconds, before I heard the doorbell ring.
Both Sam and Alana's heads snapped up, and by the look on their faces, you knew they were father and daughter.
I stood up from the couch, and opened the door to Dana, engulfing her in the tightest hug.
"I missed you!" she laughed as we pulled away from each other.
Dana had gone on vacation with her parents and siblings to Spain for her cousin's wedding for the past week, and by the looks of the suitcase in her car, she had just gotten back here.
"And you too, little munckin!" she smiled up at Alana, who was at Sam's side.
Sam grinned slyly, "What can I say, I'm hard not to miss." he replied, and both Dana and I rolled our eyes.
"I was talking about the little munckin you're holding, but whatever floats your boat." she shrugged, walking into the house.
Sam huffed, faking hurt, and planted his lips to my forehead.
"I'm meeting up with Sean and Kyle for lunch, I'll be back a little bit later, okay?" he informed me, handing me our daughter.
I nodded, and we each went our separate ways, where I met Dana in the kitchen.
"Let me see my little goddaughter!" she smiled, holding her arms out.
I laughed, handing Alana over to her, before taking a seat beside them.
"So, what's new and exciting in the life of Dana? Did you meet a Spanish God on vacation, and you're set to be married?" I joked, as my stomach growled.
Dana laughed as I stood up and made myself a bowl of cereal.
"Actually, no. But that would have been pretty amazing, don't you think?" she daydreamed.
We both laughed, and I took my seat back beside her.
"But really, nothing new's going on, how about you?" Dana asked, raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow at me.
I shrugged, slurping up a spoonful of Cheerios, nothing new was going on, strangely.
Sam and I were fine, and surprisingly haven't gotten into any stupid fights that ended up with him sleeping on the couch recently, and Alana was obviously good.
"Same old, same old." I shrugged as I replied, stirring my spoon in the almost empty bowl of cereal.
Dana and I then began talking about school and work, since we weren't right across the hall to complain about things anymore.
"So, has Sam hinted anything about getting married?" Dana asked abruptly, and I almost choked on the spoonful of cereal I was eating.
I coulghed a few times, trying to catch my breath, before finally answering an alarmed Dana.
"Not at all, Dane! We haven't even been dating for a year!" I replied.
Dana rolled her eyes playfully, and pushed a few pieces of hair away from her face.
"Oh come on, Kendra, you two have a baby together, and you two already fight like a married couple." she laughed as she spoke.
I sighed, slurping the rest of the milk up, and cleaning up after myself.
I leaned against the counter as I turned back towards Dana.
"I still don't think it'll be happenning anytime soon," I said, truthfully.
Who cares if we had Alana, or how we acted around each other, we obviously weren't ready for something like that.
Besides, we're still 19, sturggling to stay in college while balancing work and taking care of a child, would anybody think to get married now?
"You never know, Ken, I think you two are good together." she shrugged, taking a sip of water from her glass.

Sorry it took so long for me to post this chapter, and it wasn't that good:( I'll try posting another today!
Never Be the Same
Chapter 18: Kendra's POV

I walked through the hallway quickly, turning into the guest room where Alana slept in her crib until her nursery was finished.
"I got her, don't worry," Sam reassured, cutting in front of me to the crib.
He slowly lifted the squirming, crying little girl, and hoisted her over his shoulder as he tried rocking her back to sleep.
"Shh," he soothed, rubbing up and down her tiny back, "Daddy's gotcha, it's okay."
Her cries deepened for just a brief second, before completely disappearing.
Her bright blue eyes, exactly like her father's, widened and became full of happiness again as she looked over Sam's shoulder at me.
I smiled, waving at her as I spoke in a high-pitched baby voice making her babble happily.
"Babe, can you do me a favorite and go grab my laptop from my desk, I'll finish my essay in here so I can get her to sleep." Sam finally said, cradling our daughter as he took a seat on the guest bed.
I eyed him momentarily. The two of us hadn't been on "talking terms" for the past two days.
I was actually surprised he was even noticing my exsistence, let alone speaking to me.
With the rush of us trying to move into Sam's parents travel apartment together, and Alana's arrival, and schoolwork, both of us were completely irratable with each other.
It was obvious all Sam was trying to do now was avoid a fight in front of the baby, and I wasn't going to argue with that.

I liked this relaxed, normal us right now, not the exhausted, cranky, stressed out us that agrue over nothing and usually are around 95% of the time.
But, I knew if she was asleep right now, and we were talking somewhere else, we'd already have our voices raised at each other.
"Yeah, sure Sam." I said with a quick smile as I left the room.
I shut his laptop and grabbed off of our bed, and walked back into the guest room, handing it to him.
Sam happily took it and placed it beside him.
"You're the best, babe. I love you." he grinned, pecking my lips.
At that moment, I felt as if everything was back to how it was between us, right before Alana came.
Not that it was a bad thing that she was here now, things were just more stressful with a baby around.
But that second felt like we were two normal 19 year olds living together while we're still in college, not a care in the world rushing through our mind.
However, I knew it was all an illusion, an act he was putting on around our daughter only.
For all I know, that simple kiss may mean nothing to him anymore. He probably just feels obligated to be with me, since we have Alana together now.
"I love you too, Sam." I said, before taking a seat beside him.
I watched for a moment as he stared intently at the computer screen, before beginning to type.
I decided to take Alana away from him to let him get some work done, so I picked up the baby, and sat down across the room in the rocking chair we also brought in here earlier last week.
I admired her onesie that Dana, Jamie, and I bought for her, just the other day when we all went to the mall together.
I felt a pair of eyes on me, and looked over to Sam, who was watching as I played with Alana with a smile upon his face.
"What?" I asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
His face softened up, and he sighed as he shut his laptop, "I hate fighting with you, Kendra." he finally confessed, after two days.
I turned my focus away from Alana, and looked up over to Sam.
"Yeah, and?" I asked, cueing for him to keep on going.
"And I'm sorry I've been such a complete jerk to you lately. I'm just too stressed to even think straight, you know?" he replied.
I looked down at the baby resting on my shoulder, seeing she was back asleep.
I stood up, completely forgetting about Sam for a moment, and carefully put her into her crib.
"I know, Sam. I know." I finally replied, folding my arms over my chest.
"So, does that mean you forgive me?" he asked, his eyes opening wider as his eyebrows raised with hope.
I shook my head, and his face immediately fell down to an upset frown.
I smiled, crawling up beside him, and kissing his lips.
"That means I forgive you." I grinned as I pulled away.

Bleeeeh, this is getting pretty boring so far, but it'll be better:)
Never Be the Same
Chapter 17: Sam's POV

"This can't be happenning." I repeated quietly as I nervously paced in front of the hospital room's door.
I kept thinking the worst, and everytime I did, my throat went dry and I had to blink hard to contain my emotions.
I hated this feeling of being so left out on something so important to you.
I finally had a family of my own going for me, and I was afraid it would slip through my fingers and diasppear right then and there.
I couldn't lose the baby right now, I couldn't lose Kendra ever.
I wasn't sure if the silence I heard coming from the room was because something was seriously wrong, or the fact that these rooms could possibily be sound proof.
But then the thought of the first one crept into my mind, why else wouldn't I be allowed with Kendra?
"Sam!" I heard a voice say, and I locked out of my trance to see who.
Kendra's Aunt Lindsey rushed up to me, her eyes looking frantically around.
"What's going on? Is everything okay? You sounded scared on the phone." she threw out in one breath.
I shrugged, my foot shaking in nervousness as I blinked hard a few times.
"I don't know, but I'm terrified." I croaked, truthfully.
I really did come to love Kendra, in the amount of time I'd been with her.
The past 6 and a half months being with her were the best I'd ever experienced, and I know I didn't want it to end yet.
There was so much we were looking forward to, naming our child together, finishing the perfect nursery, seeing her for the first time, graduating college, and maybe one day getting married.
I know it was way to early for me to be thinking about marrying Kendra, but she was the right one, I just had a feeling about it.
She had what I always looked for in a girl, plus a whole lot extra. What more could I even want?
She actually gave me a chance, and that's the most I could have ever asked for from her.
Since the first day I saw her at her job at the coffeeshop, there wasn't one day I went without her somehow popping into my mind.
Whether it be something she did at some point, something she said, or simply her perfect face alone.
"Sam," Kendra's doctor said, as she poked her head out from the door.
My head perked up, and I was preparing myself for the best and worst I could actually hear.
Her face lightened up, but I didn't know if it was for sympathy or happiness.
I guess it was up to me to find out, as I noticed when she waved me in, opening the door wider.
I sucked in my breath, and stepped in to see an exhausted Kendra smiling down at a small bundle of hospital blankets.
I instantly felt my entire body relax, and sped up my pace to get right beside her.
I took a glance into the blankets, and saw a perfect little face peeking out of it.
"Is she sleeping?" I whispered, over Kendra's shoulder, quiet not to make loud movements.
She nodded, pushing a single piece of brown hair from the small infant's forehead.
I looked at the multiple different types of tubes and machines attached to my daughter and felt helpless.
"Congrats, Dad." Kendra laughed looking at me, before snuggling the baby closely to her.
I smiled widely, not even bothering to hide it. Kendra moved over slightly, and I carefully sat beside her.
"So, what are we going to name her?" I asked, steadily rubbing the top of my daughter's head, kissing it after every few seconds or so.
Kendra shrugged, "I thought you would have thought of some ideas out in the waiting room."
I shook my head, chuckling lowly and halfheartedly.
"No way, I was too busy freaking out to even try that." I replied, and Kendra laughed as she handed the baby over to me.
Both of us became quiet after a few more seconds, and turned our attention back to our tiny little daughter slowly breathing in front of us.
"You know, the doctor's said she's lucky to actually have been this early, and be able to live out of an incubator." Kendra informed me.
I nodded slowly, taking in everything that happened in the past few minutes.
"How about Alana?" I asked Kendra, and her forest green eyes looked up from the baby to me, filled with confusion, "Alana Lynn."
"What made you think of that?" Kendra asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
"Well, you said your mother's name was Lynn, right?" she nodded, smiling, "Well, I used that, and the fact that Alana means special, and I don't know about you, but she's special to me." I grinned at her.
Kendra playfully rolled her eyes as I turned my attention back down to the small hand barely wrapping around my thumb.
"You're such a softie." Kendra laughed, planting her soft lips onto mine, "but I still like the name."
I grinned slyly against her lips, "Well, I like you." I playfully teased.
Kendra pulled away, "Well I like you more." she fought back, pinching me playfully.
"Well, I love you," I blurted out, not even thinking.
I mentally slapped myself, how could I be stupid enough to even bring that up? She doesn't love me, at least, maybe not yet.
Kendra's tensed up face looked at me with a multitude of emotions, before it finally softened.
"I love you too, Sam." she replied, making me fly.

Heeeeeey hey hey!:D Sorry it took a while, school is still tough, so still bare with me!
Never Be the Same
Chapter 16:

The rest of our trip was nothing special.
I got to meet Sam's family, and from what it seemed, they were extremely nice.
But I still didn't doubt Sam with the things he'd told me about them, he knew his parents better than me.
A few days later, we were on our way to my Aunt Lindsey's house.
"Tell me truthfully, how much does you aunt hate me?" Sam asked, glancing over to me from the driver's seat.
I laughed, and Sam looked at me as if I had gone mad.
I guess he had a right to. A typical parent, or in this case aunt, would probably hate the boy who got their little angel pregnant.
My Aunt Lindsey was different.
She told me that as long as I was happy, she was extremely happy for me.
From the looks of the meeting between the two of them, she seemed to have stuck to her word.
It was evident that she liked him, and I was positive he liked my aunt too.
I guess that was a plus, pretty much.
"Kendra Cossanto?" A voice asked, sounding slightly impatient.
I jumped in my seat slightly, following the voice to see Sam laughing as he watched me.
I rolled my green orbs and stood up, following both him and the nurse to a room.
I bit the inside of my lip as I squeezed Sam's arm while we walked in.
"Quit being a baby," Sam whispered at me, jokingly, "there's nothing to be afraid of."
I flicked his forehead, "Yeah, you're not the one going through this. What if we're having twins. That will not work well." I protested.
Sam smiled, weakly, as a nervous laugh came up.
I guess that thought never popped into his mind until I actually mentioned it.
"We'll figure something out, then. But I still doubt it'll happen." he shrugged, as my doctor walked in.
"Hi Kendra," she beamed at me, "and hello Sam!"
Sam nodded as I waved nervously at her.
The check-up went just as any other one would, but then the question I was nervous for came.
"Now, you both want a boy if I remember from last I asked, right?" I nodded, as Sam shook his head.
"I want a girl," he grinned, proudly.
I shot a look at him, and he shrugged as Dr. Adams laughed briefly.
"Well Sam, it looks like you've got your way, you two are having a girl!" she squealed, excitedly.
It was like she was having a girl herself.
"Kendra!" Sam cheered, grabbing my cheeks and kissing my lips passionately, "we're having a little baby girl." he smiled widely.
I nodded, placing one of my hands on the one still resting on my cheek as I watched his blue eyes sparkle.
I didn't understand, how I was so lucky to have this all happen to me.
At first, it wasn't something I was too happy for, truthfully, and completely unplanned.
But now, though it's still unplanned, I couldn't be more excited.
I had the most perfect boy as the father, and my boyfriend, who I came to love more than I thought, though it took me a while to admit.
I knew this was somehting that was meant to happen, me and Sam and our little girl.
Thinking about it, without her, we may not even be as close as we are at this moment, and I couldn't wait to thank her enough for that.
"I know," I finally replied, breathless.
I wanted to put it out right there, how much I loved him, but I couldn't. I didn't know how to, or what he'd think.
What if he thought I was rushing it? Maybe he was saving it to say to me first?
Or maybe he didn't love me at all?
I hope to God that the last one was untrue though, or then everything would become a whol-
"Ow," I involuntarily said on impulse as my side suddenly hurt
At that moment, another, more powerful pain shot down my back this time, making me nervous.
Sam's eyes widened nervously as he looked helplessly at my doctor.
"Kendra? Are you okay?" his voice shakily asked me.
I shook my head at him, and immediately felt panicked.
What was going on with me?

Hey! How is everyone?!:D
Never Be the Same
Chapter 15:

"Kendra, we're here." I heard Sam's low voice say as he gently woke me up from my nap.
I opened my eyes and let out a huge yawn as I stretched myself as much as I could in the car.
I blinked a few times, before looking out the window at the massive house in front of us.
"Is that house yours?" I asked Sam, astonished.
Sam laughed and shook his head as he parked, "My parents live here, I live in my dorm."
I rolled my eyes as he laughed and turned off the car.
"Shut up and let's go." I grumbled as I got out of the passenger's seat.
Sam followed, leaving the driver's side, laughing as he did so.
"You know, you're really annoying sometimes." I grunted as I tried pulling a suitcase out of the trunk.
Sam carefully released my grip from the bag for me, and lifted it out with ease.
"I got the bags, and I know." he smirked, unloading the trunk of his car.
I waited patiently and helplessly as Sam struggled to carry each of the bags to the door.
"Are you sure you don't need any help?" I asked, biting my lip.
Sam flashed me a perfect smile and shook his head.
"I'm fine, Kendra." he reassured, pecking my lips, just as the front door opened.
"Hello Sam!" a tall woman, with blonde hair and blue eyes exactly like Sam's said.
"Hi mom," he said, stiffly, but subtle enough for her to not even notice.
"And this must be Kendra, right?" she asked, and Sam nodded.
"Hi," I said shyly with a small wave.
"Wow, she's even more beautiful than you described her as, Sammy!" Sam's mom said.
Sam let out a groan, and I knew "Sammy" was one of those embarassing names your parents called you, even though you hated them.
I had one too, my mom used to call me "Kenny Penny," but I was never sure as of why. My dad, on the other hand, just simply called me "kiddo."
"Well, come in you two! Leave the bags, I'll tell Martha to get them." Sam's mom said as we walked inside
I heard Sam growl something under his breath, but it was too low for me to understand.
I could already tell it was something about his parents, followed by a few choice words.
"Who's Martha?" I asked him, confused.
Sam rolled his eyes at me, "Their housekeeper."
His family has a housekeeper also? Like one who cleans your room for you?
I don't understand why Sam hates it here so much, but I'm already loving it!
The house was gorgeous, with a beautiful view of the beach, which was a few blocks away. 
What more was there to be asked for?
Sam walked upstairs, so I followed him, not knowing where we were even going.
We walked through what seemed like a never ending hallway, with a door every fifteen or so feet.
The walls were painted a light creamy color, and there was different pictures and decorations on the walls as well.
Sam opened up the doorway to one of the rooms, and motioned for me to follow inside.
"I'm guessing we're going to be staying in here, so this is my room," he said as he walked in.
I looked around, seeing a cleanly kept bedroom, something you wouldn't expect of a college student.
There were sports trophies lined along the walls, and a huge plamsa television mounted into the wall.
There was a queen sized bed situated across from the t.v., and a desk near the wall furthest to the left of it.
"I really don't get why you don't like it here, everything's so perfect." I told Sam.
He sighed, taking a seat on his bed, "Just wait until you actually meet my family, then it'll be ruined."
I let out a small smile, and squeezed his shoulder as I sat beside him.
"That's why I have you two now," he said, placing a hand on my stomach.
I bit my lip, trying to hide the fact that my face was turning pink.
Sam laughed momentarily, then kissed my lips gently.
My insides exploded, and I wanted more from him, though I knew that I couldn't.
At that exact second, though it seems crazy and too fast, I think I fell in love with him.

Alright, that was not worth the wait, so I'm sorry guys:( But I still hope you enjoyed!
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