Imagine: You (18) and Tom (23) have been dating for a couple years. You went out last night and when you came home things got a little heated.
"Morning babe." Tom whispers in your ear making you smile.
"Morning." You reply sleepily.
"You have to get ready for school." He says sitting up.
"Ugh! Don't remind me." You groan clawing your head on his toned bare chest. "I don't want to go. I want to stay home and repeat last night." You look up and kiss him.
"As much as I would love that, I have to be in he studio today." Tom says slipping out of bed and throwing on his grey sweats you love so much. "Get dressed, I'm gonna go make you breakfast. Waffles and a cuppa." He kisses you and leaves the room.
You roll out of bed grunting when you hit the floor. You slowly make your way to your closet putting on a pair of grey Aeorpostal sweats, a blue Stitches graphic t-shirt, and throw on one of Tom's hoodies. They are baggy on you but it smells like him so you love wearing them.
You walk out of your room and instantly smell waffles. You smile and walk into the kitchen where you see Tom standing over the waffle grill. You sneak up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist.
"Smells good." You say softly kissing his shoulder.
"Don't start this. You are going to school and that's final missy." He states turning around and wrapping his arms around you. You come up just under Tom's chin which you really like 'cause it's perfect when he hugs you. He lets go and you sit down at the table as he sets a plate of waffles down in front of you and places a cup of tea in your hands. You soon finish eating and he drives you to school.
"Love you! I'll pick you up after
school!" Tom says kissing you gently.
You start your day off fine but it's an hour before lunch and you start to feel sick. You stand up and run out of the room strait to the bathroom making it in the stall right before you throw up. After about 2 minutes of consistent barfing you pull out you phone and text Tom.
TO: Tom
Tom are you there?"
You wait a few seconds and get a reply
FROM: Tom
Hey babe! What's up? Aren't you in school?
TO: Tom
Yes I'm in school but I have a very important question.
FROM: Tom
Ok what's your question?
TO: Tom
Did you use protection last night?
You wait anxiously for a reply starting to get nervous when you don't you feel your phone buzz in your lap. You open and read the reply.
FROM: Tom
Oh shit! I'm on my way! Don't move.
You start to cry and put a hand on your stomach rubbing it shakily. You stand up and begin throwing up again. Your stomach finally settles and you just sit in the stall listening to the footsteps in the hall. You wait probably 10 minutes and you hear a knock on the door.
"Y/N?" You hear Tom's voice coming through the wood. You stand up opening the door and collapse into Tom's arms and start crying again.
"I'm so sorry baby. I didn't mean for this to happen! I promise I'm gonna be with you through all of this! I love you!" Tom says kissing the top of your head.
"So you not going to leave me?" You sniffled praying your number one fear wouldn't come true.
"I love you and I'm never gonna let you go." He says walking you out to his car.
In the end you and Tom have a beautiful baby girl and name her Arin Parker giving Tom's last name and the day you bring her home Tom proposes! Your life could never be better.

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