My 9 Month's of Pregnancy! [Nathan Sykes FanFic]

How to Tell the Parents!

One month Later;

It had been a month since I had revealed to Nath that I was pregnant, the news went down better than I had expected. I was thinking that he would end up leaving me to bring up the baby on my own...but he says that he's going to be with me every step of the way. We decided that we would wait until we thought the time was right. I was dreading telling Dad, he's gonna go mad...but there's nothing he can do that will stop me having this baby. I'm old enough to make my own decisions and if that includes having a baby..then so be it. I want my Dad to see how happy I've am, since being with Nathan and now with being pregnant. When I was a kid, I would always pretend my doll was my baby..I have always wanted to have kids but I never thought it would happen so early on. I thought i'd be at least in my late twenties/mid thirties.

I suppose I'm lucky, I know sometimes when young girls get pregnant, their partners don't stay by their side and they get left to cope with the baby on her own. Nathan's family were coming up to visit today, so we thought that we might aswell tell the parents today, whilst we could get them all together. Nathan had the day off and would probably be the only day off he has for a while, so today had to be the day. We were all going out for something to eat, somewhere quiet and private because usually when me and Nathan go out somewhere, he always gets spotted by fans and we don't get left alone, and we needed time alone with our families today.

I was sat in the kitchen at the table flicking through a magazine, whilst Nathan was upstairs having a shower. There were loads of stories about young pregnant girls in there...something I could relate too. I have finally got used to the idea, that in a 8 months time, we will have a beautiful baby. Its gonna be difficult but probably one of the best things to happen to me and Nathan. I don't wanna make too many decisions just yet...just incase something wrong happened to the baby. I think after we have the first scan, I will be ok. Our first scan is next week, I'm nervous and excited about it. The main thing that I'm hating about pregnancy is the morning sickness.

One time, Nathan and the lads were doing a radio tour, a couple of weeks ago, so I had to stay at home with Mum and Dad all week...usually I spend most of my time at the Nath's but as he wasn't there, I didn't see the point of staying there.  I was at home in bed and it must of been 8am, and I could hear mum and Dad moving about getting ready for work...that is also the time around about when my morning sickness starts. My mum has stopped me on my way once and asked me what was wrong..I had to say that it must of been something I had eaten. I'm not quite sure how mum's going to react, she's not as strict as Dad so I think she might be..well, will hopefully be the calmer one out of the two of them. 

I know already the sorts of things my Dad's going to say like, 

'You're only 18 year old, you're not old enough to have a baby' or 'You don't have the money to look after a baby'...but that's kind of a good thing Nath's in a boy band as you can imagine...the pay isn't too shabby...so I know we will have enough for the baby. Nathan's going to the train station to pick his Mum and sister up at 1:30 and then I'm meeting my parents at the restaurant at the same time. It was now, 12:30...the time was going ever so slowly, I have not stopped looking at the time..which was making me feel even more nervous. Once Nath was finished in the shower, he came downstairs and into the kitchen. He kissed me on the cheek before heading to the kettle,

'Do you want one?' he offered as he filled up the kettle with more water. 

'Go on then,' I smiled. He picked up my Eeyore mug...my favourite mug, for some reason, and began to make the teas. I just found myself watching his every move. I know that this is going to sound so cheesy but...I really do love him. He means the world to me. He is really protective over me...even more so now that I am pregnant. For example, if someone accidently walks into me, he has to say something...which I love about him. He is so caring and loving, I feel lucky to be with him.  He finished making the teas, and came and sat at the table with me. He then pulled me to sit on his  lap. Once I was sat on his lap, he kissed me on the neck softly...it was a little butterfly kiss.