His second choice (s.m)

C H A P T E R . 17 .

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YN'S POV:

What the fuck. I'm in hospital, this probably isn't even real. Wake up Y/N, wake up!

'Ms L/N? Are you quite alright? Did you have any idea?'

The doctor smiles back at me, looking more excited than me.

I'm going to be a mother? A parent? I CANT do that. I don't even have my parents around to guide me anymore. I'm doing this all alone - I need to call
Shawn, he'll know what to do.

OH

SHAWN.

oh my god.

This can't even be happening.

The doctors talking to me but all I can hear is Shawn's name repeating over, and over.

The doctors are sending me home today, telling me my parents are coming to get me? I was too dazed to realise they're both gone now.

Shawn mendes is the father of my child.

The Popstar sensation.

My best friend??

The guy I'm madly in love with?

Until he kissed her.

'Ms L/N, your mother and father are here to collect you.'

The doctor says softly, nudging my shoulder slowly waking me up.

And there they are in the doorway, Karen and Manny - I don't remember putting them down as my parents? But I'm so glad they're here.

'Oh Y/N, darling! We were so worried about you.'

Karen rushes to my side embracing me in a side hug, stroking my hair. She always knew how to comfort me.

'Hey kid, let's get you home.'

Manny nods, picking up my hospital bag and walking out.

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Next thing I know, I'm asleep on their couch covered in blankets and someone rubbing my hand.

Shawn? no, not Shawn. We don't want anything to do with Shawn remember?

'Oh my god. Y/N! You're awake!'

Aaliyah leans over, bear hugging me. I embrace her back.

'So what was it in the end? Stress? Oh Y/N..'

'I'm pregnant.'

She looks at me wide eyed, then laughs

'Seriously Y/N! what was it? I'm guessing it wasn't anything serious ...'

she trails off releasing I'm not laughing.

'Oh my god. Is HE the father?'

Her grip on my shoulders tighten.

'I think so.'

I don't think. I know so.

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It's been a week, I guess I've come to terms with it? I'm becoming a mom wow. I always wanted to be a young mom - I wasn't planning on 22 but life happens and it's certainly happened.

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'Hi Shawn, listen we need to talk about a lot of things but'

I've been re-recording this voice note for the past 2 hours trying to figure out what to say to him, I mean he kissed her didn't he, there's picture proof. We were going so good too - and he lied about where he was. Like he could of made it any worse.

*knock knock*

I head to open the door.

There he is, worn out pale face, messy hair, red puffy eyes and his face is almost stained by tears.

'Y/N. Please let me explain please - '

'Shawn, I need to tell you something.'

'Oh er, you first then.'

He itches the back of his neck awkwardly.

I grab his arm, Drag him into my hallway and slam my door. I lead him to the living room, the room we share so many memories in.

'Look Shawn there's no easy way to say this - but I'm pregnant.'

Wow I said it, I just told him.

I wait for a reply - but I only get talked over.

'I didn't kiss her Y/N, they're old I promise - I'm not even wearing the clothes I was when I left you, I took pictures that morning of you asleep and you can see me in the mirror.'

He keeps rambling, so concentrated on his own words he didn't hear me.

'Wait what did you just say.'

He stop fiddling with his hands and looks up at me.

'You're what??'

"God Shawn I'm pregnant, and it's definitely yours."

silence.

Complete utter silence.

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