Dally imagine

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Requested by @NOTscrappy

I had married Dallas Tucker Winston two weeks ago. Recently, I have been throwing up. I wasn't fertile or anything, so I couldn't be pregnant. Right?

I was in denial, so I never got a test. Dally had been home sick for a week, so I struggled to hide this from him. "Y/n, can you come here?" He asked

"What's up?"

"How long have you been sick?"

"What do you mean? I haven't been sick." I lied

"Y/n, I'm not deaf. I can clearly hear you throwing up at night and in the morning."

My eyes widened. Oh shoot. "Y/n, I think you're pregnant."

"I'm not pregnant, Dally. I'm fine." I lied

"Y/n..." he raised an eyebrow

"Dally..."

"Please, y/n, just get a test!"

"Ok. I will. I'll be right back."

I went to the pharmacy and got a test. I went home and used it. "It's on the sink." I said, "It'll take a minute."

"Thank you." He kissed me

He started to walk away, but I stopped him. "Dally?"

"Yeah?"

"Um... you're gonna stay, right?"

He laughed. I guess he thought I was joking. Then he realized I was serious. "Yeah, of course I am."

"Really?" I smiled

"Yeah."

"I'm gonna look at it." I said

I went back to the bathroom and looked at the stick. I kinda sorta screamed a little. "What is it?" Dally asked

"It's positive."

He hugged me. "When should we tell the guys?"

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