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Day 29- 'Hey, wake up !" (E.T.)

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You and Ethan had been a thing for over three years. Everyone knew you were ending game and you both took your time. Even if both of your Italian families expected you both to get married one day they didn't put too much pressure on it. Of course in their mind it was relationship, marriage and then children, and you and Ethan both agreed on that.

But you know what they say, you can make your plans, but the plans that life made for you always win.

"Hey amore. I brought your favorite." You heard him call from the hall after he closed the main door behind him. You jumped off the couch and went to meet him in the kitchen. You kissed his cheek. "Thank you bebe. You're home early." You remarked as you helped him put the Chinese food out of the bag. "Yeah, it was short today because we all had plans and we just needed to discuss the theme of our next song." He smiled. "Oh well, I can't wait to hear about it."

His hair was in a lose ponytail. You got behind him to slip off his black trench coat off his shoulders. He was wearing a black turtleneck underneath, sculpting perfectly every aspect of his body. But then something bothered you, his smell. You knew his smell by heart, but right now you couldn't handle it. You assumed it was because you felt nauseous from lack sugar since you haven't eaten in hours. So you brushed it off.

You started to eat, talking about your respective day. But at some point, Ethan opened a box of noddles. Normally you wouldn't mind a thing about it. But at this instant you felt the sudden violent urge to throw up. You got up and ran to the bathroom, Ethan calling in worry. You hunched over the toilet and emptied your stomach. He quickly arrived and pushed your hair back. By the end you were sweating and breathing heavily. He passed you a glass of water, you rincés your mouth and saw in the mirror the look of worry he had.

"How are you feeling ?" "Better, I guess..." He got behind you and started to rub your shoulder. "It's really weird, I have been feeling sick lately... I got nausea just from your smell earlier." he kissed the side of your neck. He was trying to be rational. "Probably the flew. You'll be okay my love." He knew you could get anxious pretty quickly, you hated to be sick. You always hid it, because with the years you were used to take care of yourself. He notice how you visibly tensed. "Relax amore, we'll go to the doctor tomorrow..." He hugged you. He helped you change in comfortable clothes and tucked you in bed. He tried to make you sleep with playing with your hair. But he fell asleep before you did.

You laid awake in bed, this sickness didn't look like a virus or a bacteria. You passed your hand on your stomach and then it hit you. You tried to remember when was your last period. You were late. You started to get anxious, thinking about all the reasons that could cause that. One of them being pregnant, obviously. You had to check. So you got up carefully, trying as best not to wake up the sleeping drummer next to you.

You got to the bathroom where you knew there was a pregnancy test. Just in case.

You stare at the positive test result with a mix of shock, fear, and disbelief. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest as you try to process what this means. This wasn't something you had planned for, nor was it something you were ready to face. You feel completely overwhelmed by the thought of being a parent, and all the responsibility and changes that it would bring. You try to take a deep breath and calm yourself down, but the reality of the situation is hitting you hard. You don't know what to do or who to turn to, and you feel completely alone in this moment.

You got back in the bedroom in full panic. You started to shake Ethan awake. "Ethan... Hey, wake up !" He woke up in a startle, he sighed. He tried to rub the sleep off his eyes. With the darkness, he didn't see your panicked state right away. "Ethan..." This time he noticed your voice breaking, he tried to look at your face but he couldn't with such obscurity. "Ethan this is bad..." He sat up in worry. "Hey, what's wrong ?" You took his hand and started to drag him out of bed.