"Fake" - Daniel Seavey

25

9 Months Later
Y/N's POV
Me and Daniel have been married for 9 months now.
Everything has been amazing.
No issues.
Hopefully this sticks.

For about the past 4 months Daniel has been wanting to try to get pregnant.
But I have felt ready yet.
I don't want to bring our child into the world when I'm not ready.
But now I feel ready.

I walked into the bathroom, Daniel was doing his hair.

"Hey...we need to talk." I said sitting on the counter next to him.

"About?" He said sliding himself in between my legs and pecking my lips.

"I think I'm ready..."

"For?"

"A baby."

His eyes lit up and he picked me up.

"Are you sure?" He said carrying me into the bedroom and laying me down.

I nodded.

2 Months Later
We still haven't had any luck getting pregnant. We try, a lot. But every test is negative.
Today we are going to a hangout with the rest of the band.

We sat down and Daniel talked with everyone. We had picked up a pregnancy test on the way here, just because I take one every day. Just in case.
I always dread it though. It's always negative.

As Daniel was talking he turned over to me and put his hand on my thigh.

"You gonna go take it?" He rubbed my thigh.

I shrugged and laid my head on his shoulder.
He went back to talking to his friends and I decided to get up and go to the bathroom.

I locked the door and sat down on the toilet.

After I peed on the test I sat it on the counter.
I sat on the floor as I waited for the results.

After a few minutes I looked.

Not Pregnant

I didn't expect to be pregnant. But for some reason I started crying. Maybe because I was alone this time.

I sat on the floor and silently cried.

After I few minutes I heard a knock on the door.
I quickly got up and wiped my tears with my sleeve.

"Hi." I opened the door and forced a smile.

Daniel walked in.

"What's wrong?" He shut the door. "Are you okay?"

"I'm not pregnant. It feels like I never will be. Do you think I'm infertile? What if I can't get pregnant?"

"Heyyyy, don't think like that! When the time it right, it will happen. I promise. I love you so much. It's going to workout out. And if you can't, we csnt adopt, get a surrogate, there are so many options." He smiled and kissed my cheek.

We walked back out and sat down.

"What's wrong?" Jonah asked confused.

"She's just stressed about a photoshoot she has coming up, she has a lot to prepare for."

He nodded and I slightly smiled.

2 Weeks Later
I sat on Corbyns bed while him and Daniel worked on music.

I went to the bathroom and got out the pregnancy test. I've still be negative. I have a doctors appointment next week to see if it is possible for me to get pregnant.

I peed on the test and put it on the counter.
I wonder if I could still model while being pregnant?

I stared at the wall for a few minutes.
Then I looked down.

Pregnant

I gasped and picked it up. My eyes widened.

"No." I said out loud.

My eyes began to water. I paced around the bathroom. What do I do?
Do I go get Daniel? I dont want to disrupt him.
I went back into corbyns room and sat on his bed.
I felt warm tears stream down my face as I looked at it. I smiled at the thought of being president.
What if it's a false positive?
What if I'm not pregnant?
What if I'm just getting my hopes up for nothing?
Maybe I should tell him.

"Hey, I just came to check on you."

I looked up and saw Daniel in the doorway.
I quickly put the test behind me.

"Hey. How's it going?"

"Are you crying?"

"No, why do you say that?"

"It just looks like it."

I nodded. He sat down beside me.

Fuck it.
I grabbed the test from behind me and handed it to him.
He looked down at it, then at me, then back at it.

"No, you're fucking lying."

I shook my head and smiled.

"Oh my god?! You're pregnant?!!" He stood up.

"I mean that's what this says."

"We have to go home, come on." He took my hand and we went downstairs. Corbyn was sitting on the couch.

"Are you leaving?"

"Yeah."

"Why in such a rush?"

"Y/N doesn't feel well." He smiled and quickly went outside.

1 Week Later
Daniel has already started planning everything out. He is so excited, me on the other hand. I'm starting to get sick.

We've decided to tell our friends today.

We sat down on the couch.

"So guys... we have something to tell you."