The Unplanned Pregnancy

Ch. 5

I woke up really early the next day, around 6, from throwing up again. All night I've constantly ran back and forth to the toilet and I honestly can't wait until I have this baby.

After doing that, probably the last round of emptying my guts out, I got in the shower, then threw on a black and white striped shirt and short dungarees with a pair of burgundy over-the-knee socks. I threw my hair in a messy bun before going to make some breakfast.

I went to go see where my dad was to tell that breakfast was ready, but I saw a note on the fridge that read:

Hey y/n,

I had to go to the office. It was very urgent. I'll be home at 10. See you later!

Dad

"Now who's going to eat all of this food with me?!" I groaned as I snatched the note off the fridge and angrily threw it in the trash.

I smiled and pulled out my phone to call Zak. He'll eat with me. But I think he's still sleep. Oh well. I'll call him anyways.

I waited and waited for him to answer, but I got no response back. I sighed and threw my phone on the table before making my plate.

As soon as I was going to take my first bite of my pancakes, my phone ringed. I saw it was him, and I immediately answered. "Hey."

"Hey, babe." He replied, sounding like he just woke up. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, I made some breakfast and I made a lot. I thought my dad was still in the house but he had to go to work early and he doesn't get home until 10. Can you come and eat with me please?"

He chuckled. "You sound so cute. How can I pass that up? I'll be over in about five minutes."

I blushed. "Okay, bye." I hung up and sat my phone on the table and waited for him.

Finally, I heard the door open and he came into the kitchen. I got up and hugged him, then gave him a kiss.

"Hey." He smiled, then looked down at the table with plates of food scattered around it. His eyes glowed and he rubbed his hands together. "This looks delicious, babe."

"Thank you." I walked back to my seat and sat down. "As soon as I was about to eat, you called."

Zak walked to the sink to wash his hands. "So you were going to challenge yourself to eat all of this food?"

I nodded and picked up my fork. "Yep. It slightly might be cold. You are welcome to heat it up. You know that I like eating cold food anyways."

"I do as well sometimes. It depends on what it is." He sat down and pointed to the food. "Like this, I'll eat it cold."

I smiled as I stuffed the pancake in my mouth. "We're getting married, Zak."

"Of course we are. No doubt about that." He smiled before digging into his food.

"So what happened when you got home last night? Was your mom at the house?"

"Yeah." He sighed. "We had a really long talk last night that involved mourning and snotty tissues."

I shook my head and chuckled. "What did you guys talk about?"

He took a sip of his orange juice before he continued. "We talked about me getting kicked out, of course. Then we talked about me making the mistake of not putting a condom on. Dude, she almost taught me how to put one on with a cucumber."

I almost spat out my food. "Are you serious?! Where did she get the condoms from anyways?!" I laughed.

"Dead a*s, y/n. I told her the next time I'll be careful and she was like 'No, you're gonna marry y/n whether you like it or not!' I didn't argue back with her on that, though." He winked at me after, making me blush.