Jet Black Heart\\M.C.

+16+

+Mikey+

Hannah rests on Mikey's chest as they lay in bed, complete silence as they wait the short five minutes that feels like an eternity. Mikey's fingers twirl her loose strands of hair, thinking about her with a bump hidden under her shirt as she cooks bacon and toast in the kitchen. Its such a beautiful sight and he's shocked at how much he craves it.

He agrees with her; this is bad fucking timing. It would put a big dent in things and make things even harder with him on tour, including all the things in her life. She wants to go to school and has this trail in the works, add in a baby and her life is even more stressful and chaotic. His stomach churns thinking about the added stress to her and settles with the mindset of hoping they really aren't.

Guilt fills his chest at the image of her looking so gorgeous with a baby belly, but he knows its not best for her right now. They can't have a baby right now. He feels sad wishing and hoping its negative, and wants to scream at the turmoil in his mind when the timer goes off.

They sit up together, making eye contact but not saying a word, both unsure of what to say. Taking deep breaths they get out of bed, Mikey helping Hannah out and feeling her hand shake. He holds it tight, leading her into he bathroom where the white stick awaits them on the counter.

Hannah reaches for it and with a shaking hand lifts it up to read. Mikey watches her face, her shoulders dropping before she looks up at him.

"It's negative," she says quietly.

He feels relief mixed with deep anguish and just stares into her eyes unsure of what to say before hers begin to fill. She lets out a sob and falls into his chest, clutching the test to her own chest. His arms wrap around her and he holds her, rubbing her back as he tries to process his own confusing feelings.

"I'm sorry," she cries, pulling away and looking at the test again. "I don't know why I'm so upset because I'm honestly terribly relieved. I'm so stupid. I'm sorry."

"Wait you're upset about it being negative, too?"

"You're upset?" She looks at him with curiosity and hope.

"I am," he says softly. "I'm happy we're not. But I don't know," he looks down and rubs her stomach, "there was some excitement to see you growing our baby."

"You'll make a great daddy," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion and her lashes are moist when he looks up at her.

He kisses her forehead and pulls her back to his chest, her face nuzzling into his neck, "Someday."

She nods, "Someday."

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"We don't wanna be out too late," Mikey tells Calum in the backseat as they drive to the party together, "we both work in the morning."

"Look at you two adults," Calum teases, squeezing each of their shoulders.

"Yeah, you'll understand someday," Hannah jests making Mikey laugh.

"Not tonight," Calum sighs, "I'm getting fucked up. I need a night to let loose."

"We all do," Hannah says gently, looking out the window.

It's been a few days since the scare and unleashing of future dreams, both of them still confused and struggling with how to handle their feelings. But they have done their best to keep the communication open and letting the other feel whatever they want to feel with no judgement. Tonight they both feel the heaviness and distance these past days have created, unsure how to approach the other anymore, but needing to let it go and move on. They have both decided it was for the best, a blessing, but can't find the courage to say it to the other out of fear of crushing their feelings.