Stephen Curry imagines

•FIFTY FIVE•

Stephens P.O.V

I walked through target looking shady as hell while following my girlfriend around, she was looking for the very dreaded pregnancy test.
She was racing around nervously and you're probably wondering why.

We are in high school.

I'm 19 and she is 18 we've been together for almost two years and I convinced her to give up her virginity a week and a half ago... I am currently regretting that decision.

"Where the hell do they hide these things?"
I said looking through yet another isle.

Finally, I watched Camila as she turned walking to the tests. She grabbed one and we went and checked out.

"Where do we go we can't go to my house my parents will kill me" I confessed

"My parents are home they would kill you too"
She quietly yelled.

"Why am I getting killed in every scenario?"
I said low key offended.

"Because every time something goes wrong you are almost always at fault... and I say that as somebody that loves you"

"Since we have a bigger problem right now I'm gonna act like that didn't hurt me..."

"Focus Stephen"

"Just pee here what's the big deal?"

"I don't want to do it alone"

"Babe I'm not gonna pee on this stick with you no matter where you are" I held in my laugh finding my joke pretty funny but judging from her straight face she did not agree.

"This possible pregnancy is making you moody..."

I should've seen that punch coming but unfortunately, it hurt pretty bad...
Camila went into the bathroom and I stood around waiting.
It looked a little sketchy that I was just waiting outside the women's restroom like that, I kept my head down hoping nobody would notice me.
I'm supposed to be going to the NBA and I'm currently standing in target waiting to find out if my girlfriend is pregnant... not how most people would imagine meeting me.

After what felt like forever Camila came walking out with her hands in her pocket.

"So what did it say? Are you pregnant?"

"I didn't look at it, I didn't want to find out by myself. Let's go outside."

I grabbed her hands and we went back to my car, after sitting down she let out a loud sigh before pulling the test out of her pocket.
It was in a little box and never did we think our entire future could be held in such a small box.

She slowly pulled the test out of the box upside down, I was growing impatient the longer she took. I just wanted to know already.

"It's positive..."

Camila looked up at me with tears in her eyes... she was upset.

"It's okay baby"

She dropped the test on the ground and put her head down in her hands.

"Camila, we got this. It's the end of the world"

"I don't want a baby Stephen" she sobbed.

"I know but it's too late... this is something we have to deal with"

I reached my arm over and hugged her side trying my best to comfort her but she wasn't moving.

After sitting in my car for almost a half an hour we went back to her house, it took a lot of convincing but my parents said I could stay the night at Camila's.
We quietly went upstairs trying not to wake her parents up, it wasn't a problem I was staying over there since Camila's parents hardly pay Attention to her they wouldn't notice me anyway.

I took off my shirt and sweatpants leaving only the basketball shorts I wore under them.
I got it her bed while Camila moped around her bedroom getting her clothes together.

"Baby, come here" she flopped on the bed next to me never looking me in the eyes.

I pulled her up to where she was straddling my waist, she put her head on my shoulder as I felt her tears dropping onto my skin.

"Everything is gonna be okay... believe me"

"I'm in high school, Stephen. You're going to the NBA, how are we supposed to do this?"

"You're gonna come with me wherever I go, I'm gonna take care of all of us, and eventually we will get married."

"I don't want to do this" she whispered.

I heard her but I knew she didn't want me to so I acted as if I didn't. After a couple of minutes Camila fell asleep in my arms I put my head against her and followed her lead.

The next morning I went home after a couple of hours with Camila and told my brother what happened.

"So are you freaked out? Are you gonna stay?"

"That's the thing... I got her pregnant on purpose..."