The Medium; Colby Brock Fanfic

Chapter 17

COLBY'S POV

I would be lying if I said I wasn't completely freaking out right now, but I had to keep my composure for Alyana's sake. Everything in me was telling me to panic and run, but I can't. One of us was already panicking, I have to be the strong one. I try my best to calm her down and reassure her that everything will be okay, but I'm not even sure about that. It's only been five months, I'm going to get so much backlash for this. No, I can't care what everyone else thinks, but hell it's only been five months. Of course we're not ready to be parents. Would we ever be?

As we continue to sit on the edge of my bed with the news fresh in my brain I realize what I needed to do. Everything around me feels so out of control, but I now know the one thing that I can have control over. 

"Hey," I grab Alyana's hands in mine, "I'm gonna say this and it's not going to be like last time. We're not gonna say it once and act like it never happened just because we're scared. We're already scared enough and this isn't supposed to be scary." 

Her eyes meet with mine and I could tell she knew what I was about to say. 

"I love you."

"I love you," She repeats back. 

Somehow, that made the situation a bit better. Knowing that I'm going to be a dad is terrifying, but knowing that I'm going to be a dad with Alyana, makes it all better. Maybe we can do this. 

"Move in with me," I blurt out. 

"What?" Alyana questions my statement, "Why wouldn't we move into my place? It would just be us." 

"Think about it, Lane," I start to explain my reasoning, "We're gonna need all the help that we can get and theres four other people living here. Everyone will be more than willing to help out, plus I know they'll spoil the shit out of the baby." 

A small smile forms on her face, "Okay, I guess you're right." 

"The extra room is just conveniently right beside our room, perfect for the nursery. Once we get the handle of things and the baby grows up we can get our own place, but for now I think this is our best option." 

"Okay good, we got that part figured out. Now what about Youtube," Alyana brings up once again. That seems to be the biggest of her concerns. 

"Okay so how about for the first few months while everything is pretty slow and normal, the boys and I will go grind out some videos. That way, we can still post regularly while things start to get hectic. In the mean time we can film every milestone you hit with your pregnancy. We'll hide it for as long as we can and then when we can't anymore, or you have the baby, we will release the video." 

"That's not too bad of an idea, Brock," She smiles at me.

I think we can do this. 

"Well here," Alyana says hopping off the edge of my bed, "Grab the camera and let's go tell the boys! Let's go start this journey." 

I grab my personal camera that I use to film on my channel and follow her down the stairs. 

"Hey!" I yell when I get halfway down, "Can everyone come to the living room?" 

Shortly, Sam, Jake, Corey and Katrina make their way out to the living room. The boys look annoyed, especially after seeing that we had a camera. Katrina had a slight grin on her face. 

"Before we say anything, no this isn't a prank," Alyana announced gesturing toward the camera.

"Then why are you filming us?" Jake asks with a jokingly annoyed tone to his voice. 

"You'll see," Alyana says with a smirk, "Go ahead Colby, tell them." 

 "Okay umm, guys," I start the stutter not knowing what to say, "I'm going to be a dad." 

Not until then did it really kick in. Before I said it out loud, it felt more like a new obstacle that I had to find a way around. Now, I finally realize that I'm going to be a dad. A strange feeling rushes over me with saying those words, but that feeling wasn't fear. That feeling was excitement.

"I'm going to be a dad!" I repeat one more time, but this time shouting. 

"We're having a baby!" I yell running over to Alyana. 

I throw my arms around her into an embrace and lift her up. She starts to laugh and wrap her arms around my neck. 

"We're having a baby," I whisper to her, looking deep into her eyes.

"We're having a baby," She repeats back.