I lock myself in the bathroom, and slide down to the floor. I spend the next five minutes hugging my knees and thinking, while tears stream down my face.
God, I can't wrap my head around it.
Eventually, I get up, my knees are so weak but somehow I make it to the toilet.
I hear a light knock on the door. "Baby, you okay?" Harry asks in a soft voice.
I nod, but then realize he can't see me. "Yeah, waiting for the result," I mutter.
I pace back and forth, worry and angst kicking in. I twirl locks of my hair between my fingers nervously.
When I glance one more time at the test, I finally see something.
I immediately feel a burst of emotions inside me. I place my hands on my stomach and start sobbing.
I don't know how to feel about it.
Part of the love of my life is growing inside me, and I'm so friggin happy about it because it's the two of us in one person. But then I think it's too soon, we haven't even graduated yet, we've officially been together for just two weeks...
We love each other so much, though.
I take the object that says Pregnant in my hands and exit the bathroom.
Harry is sitting on the couch, moving frantically his leg, but as soon as he sees me, he jumps up. "So?"
I look up at him, getting lost in his deep blue eyes. I nod slowly, and hand him the test.
He looks at it for just a second and then hugs me so tight that I feel like we're one single body. "What are you going to do now?" he says, his voice breaking.
I pull away a few inches to look at him; tears are wetting his cheeks. "Do you want this?" I ask him, hoping he'll say yes.
He smiles, and I think it's the most beautiful smile I've ever seen on his face. "God, Helen, yes. I want everything with you."
More tears stream down my face, but now are tears of joy. "Good. Do you promise you won't ever leave us?" I want our baby to think, Geez, my parents are so in love.
"Yes, I promise," he says firmly, looking into my eyes.
I smile wider. "Do you promise to be the best dad ever?" I say, chuckling a little.
"I'm gonna show that motherfucker how to be a real dad, babe." By motherfucker, he meant his own dad.
"Do you promise we'll move to California?" I joke, but deep down I don't.
"Hell yeah, I'm sick of this place."
"Perfect." I take his hands and kiss them. "Do you promise we'll grow gray and old together?"
"I promise, Helen."
"And last of all...do you love me?" I know he does, but I want to hear him say it for the millionth time 'cause I can't get enough.
"I love you so damn much, baby," he whispers, and dives in to kiss me passionately.
God, I feel so much better now. My world feels so perfect, even though a lot of things are not but for me...this is the best I could ask for.
I haven't seen none of this coming, but yet here we are. So in love, and so happy and so excited for everything that awaits us.
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Unexpected
Teen Fiction*English version* Helen Scott's life has never been complicated. Her parents are nice people, they both have well-paying jobs and love their daughter unconditionally. Helen has good grades, many passions and a powerful character. She is a beautiful...
