*Author Note*
Hey everyone! Thank you all so much for keeping up with this story, I have really enjoyed writing it. I am currently (as of writing this) almost 32 weeks pregnant, so I have been super busy getting ready to bring my first child into the world. I am doing my best to get new chapters out as much as I can and wrap up this story. I appreciate all of you!
YOUR POV
You and Brian have been enjoying the break from tour, the two of you have been in the office off and on this week but it is really nice to just be home with just the two of you.
'Babe!' you hear Brian from the bedroom.. Yeah?
'Joe DeRosa wants me to come by and interrupt him and Sal recording Taste Buds, I will be back in a little while ok?'
That's fine baby
You are standing in the kitchen making your cup of coffee when you hear his heavy footsteps coming into the room. It doesn't take him long to wrap his arms around you and start kissing your cheek..
'You're so darn cute' he says between kisses.. You roll your eyes and turn and face him, he pulls you in for a kiss..
'I don't know how long I will be gone, but I promise we will have dinner together.. I love you..'
I love you more..
He quickly leaves the house, you go to take a sip of your coffee and it tastes horrible.. You spit it into the sink and grab the bag of coffee that was in cabinet.. Sure enough, it's the same coffee you and Brian have been drinking for the past few weeks.. You grab your phone and send him a text,
~Ok so I just made myself a cup of coffee and it taste horrible. Did you do something different when you brewed it? Or maybe it's just old and we need to get a new bag.~
You pour the coffee out and start cleaning the coffee pot... You rummage for a new bag in the cabinet when your phone dings.
~No I made it the same way I always do, and I just opened that bag yesterday. We have been going through it like crazy. Maybe it was a creamer or the coffee cup was dirty.~
You put your phone down and just stare at it confused... why in the world would you think it taste bad?
You quickly check the cup and notice nothing seems odd... You didn't put any creamer or anything in it because you like the flavor of this coffee by itself. You grab your breakfast and a bottle of water and sit down at the table.... Just confused, you don't feel sick so surley it's not you being sick... You haven't eaten anything weird or done anything different with your meds... Maybe it has to do with your sobriety.. maybe your body is trying to turn you off of coffee..
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You wake up the next morning with cramping, this is probably why you didn't like the coffee yesterday. Aunt flow is about to pay a visit, you look at your phone and see that your period is actually 2 days late... With the break from tour your body is probably just trying to catch up.
You take a Tylenol and go lay back down in the bed with Brian.. He pulls you into his arms and you moan as your body suddenly moves and the pain ripples through your back.
'What's wrong baby? Did I hurt you?' He says releasing his grip slightly.
You didn't mean to, I am just cramping pretty bad.. You curl into him as he holds you close...
'I am sorry, can I do anything...' Just hold me...
'I can't stay for too long remember? Me, Sal and Joe DeRosa have a thing out of town for the next two days.'
Oh yeah, I remember.. I will be ok, just waiting on the meds to kick in..
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"Ok, what in the world is wrong with you?"
Your bestfriend says over the phone while you moan at how loud her voice is...
I don't know (Y/BF/N) I am four days late for my period but these cramps hurt, and it's making me nauseas and I do not understand... I can't eat nothing, and if I tell Brian he will want to come home instantly and it's not worth it...
"(Y/N) is there a possibility you could be preg-"
I can not be pregnant... Plus I am on the pill.. There is no way...
"You know the pill isn't always fool proof.."
Listen.... I can.NOT. be pregnant... Brian does not want kids.. This would ruin our relationship and I would never put myself in that position to lose him.
"Will you at least do a test for me? and if it's negative then you are just about to have a really bad period.. If not then you need to go to the doctor or hospital and get checked out..."
Fine... I will talk with you later and let you know which is the outcome...
You hang up the phone and quickly Instacart a couple of tests to the house... Your mind races as you wait with all the possible outcomes that could happen depending on what these tests say.. Brian does not want kids, and if you are pregnant...He will probably leave you... Then what do you do? You have always wanted to be a mother and always wanted a family, but you do not want to do this without Brian... and you do not want to get rid of the baby either... But Brian probably wouldn't want to deal with that burden for the rest of his life if he doesn't want kids...
The doorbell rings and you rush to it to grab the tests... You on your way to the bathroom you stop by the kitchen and grab a red solo cup..
You take the tests and cover them and set a timer for 3 minutes.. You grabbed a digital one regular one...
You sit in the floor and stare at the ceiling, hoping that it's just some bad cramping and nothing more...
When your timer goes off you quickly grabbed the tests and look at them both....
There is two lines.... and this one says pregnant...
No.... You clinch the test tight in your hands as the tears run down your face...
This can't be true....
You throw everything in the sack and run out to the garbage can and throw it in... The tears burn your eyes as you make your way back to the bedroom... A cramp flows through your body as you fall to the floor....
Your thoughts wont form you look around the room through foggy eyes and see your suit case... You begin throwing your clothes and some belongings into the bag... You zip it up and throw on some shoes and get in your car...

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Loving Me (Brian Quinn x Reader)
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