Unconditional Love [part 1]

Unconditional Love [part 3]

You laid in bed with the tests in your hands. You were too scared to look at them yourself. What if you were pregnant?

Your child… Can you even take of your body on tour? Vitamins and everything? Will Willow react okay? Are you ready for a new baby? The guys crawled into their bunks and knocked out. The show wore them all out. You looked up the ceiling and tried to breathe. Your phone broke you from your thoughts.

Chris: What do the tests say?

You: I haven’t looked.

Chris: Why?

You: Because Chris, I’m scared!

Chris: Don’t be.

You: YOU DON’T HAVE TO CARRY THE BABY FOR NINE MONTHS CHRIS.

Chris: The guys are asleep. Grab the tests and follow me to the lounge. Please.

You: No! I will see you in the morning. Good night, I love you.

You stuffed the tests under your little mattress and went to sleep. Sleep seemed not to come so easily, you tossed and turned all night. Chris finally pulled your curtain back and pulled you out of your bunk.

“What?!” You hissed.

“I need to know.” he whispered.

You grabbed the tests and followed him into the lounge, he slid the door shut and locked it.

“Now tell me. Please, I need to know… Please tell me.” he asked as he got on his knees and rested his head on your stomach. You ran a hand through his hair and sighed.

“Fine.”

You looked at the tests and took a deep breath.

“Well?” he asked as he rested his chin on your stomach and looked up at you with his arms wrapped around your waist.

“I’m…”

“What? Tell me.” He begged as his grip tightened.

“I’m pregnant.” You said.

You looked down and saw a wide smile spread across his face.

“Holy fucking shit…” he grinned.

You only aw that smile once more, the day he found out you were pregnant with Willow.

You smiled and knelt down to face him. “What about-“

“I’m not gonna let this tear me away from the band, and I’m not gonna let the band tear me away from my family.” he smiled. “trust me, I can balance it.”

“I’m… Pregnant…” You smiled as you lifted your tank top and held your stomach.

“May I ask… Why the fuck is it in code though? Two lines? A plus sign? Why can’t it just say ‘Pregnant’ or ‘Not pregnant’?”

“Some do, but you were so focused on getting tests that you didn’t read them.” You laughed.

“Well remind me next time.”

“Next time? Are you planning on having a whole hockey team?”

“Maybe…” he smirked.

He carried you over to the couch and set you on top of him. “Sleep now.”

“Wait, I gotta pee.” You laughed.

You went to the bathroom, threw the tests away, washed up and joined Chris back in the lounge. You two fell asleep in there. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close, humming Scissorhands in your ear as your eyes began to close.