Rafe Cameron Imagines

UNEXPECTED

Warnings: mentions of sexual content; angst;

Ever since the break up, me and Rafe hadn't seen each other, and this is definitely the subject that our first conversation after being apart shouldn't be about.

But here I am. Standing outside his house, trying to postpone the inevitable.

*1 week before*

Positive

Fuck! This can't be happening.

"It's probably wrong" I muttered "I'm should take another one"

I ran to the store and bought two more tests, just to make sure

Positive

Positive

I called Sarah

"Hey Y/N/N" she said "What's up?"

"Sarah" my voice was desperate "I don't know what to do"

"Y/N what happened?" I could tell she was worried

"I'm pregnant" she went quiet

"Are you going to keep it?" She asked

"I think so" I answered "I just found out, so I still have to work on some things"

"Have you told Rafe yet?" She questioned

"I don't know if I should tell him, I mean, our last fight before breaking up was horrible and we're not exactly on good terms" I explained

"Of course you have to tell him" she shouted over the phone "Even if you two are not on good terms, he is the father and has the right to know"

I went silent for a bit

"I'll probably tell him next week then" I said "I just want to go to the hospital first and have a blood test, just to make sure"

"Y/N/N, if you need anything just call, okay?" she said "Despite the circumstances, I'm really happy to be an aunt"

"Thanks Sar, it's good to have someone to count on, you'll be an amazing aunt"

"And you'll be an amazing mom Y/N/N" her voice was sweet "Call me if you need anything, bye bye"

"Bye" I hung up the phone and stood there for a bit, staring at the blank wall and thinking about the sudden change my life had took

*current day*

I rang the doorbell and waited anxiously for Rafe

The door creaked open and as soon as he saw me, Rafe shut the door. Son of a bitch

I started knocking on the door aggressively trying to piss him off and get him to come talk to me

"What the fuck do you want Y/N?" he abruptly opened the door

"I need to talk to you about an urgent matter" I was trying really hard to maintain my calm

"Well I don't want to talk to you, I'm busy" he tried to close the door, but I placed my foot inside, impeding it

I forcefully pushed the door open, though by the time I did it, I deeply wished I hadn't

Sofia, a waitress from the club, was sitting comfortably on Rafe's couch with a glass of wine on her hand and a smirk on her lips

"You know what" I was trying really hard not to cry "Just forget I was ever here"

I was almost at his house's gate, when I felt someone grab my arm