Nick and Charlie 6 years into the future

unexpected news

Charlies pov:

*a few weeks later*

For the past few weeks, I couldn't shake off this relentless feeling of nausea. It crept up on me like a persistent shadow, refusing to dissipate no matter what I did.

At first, I brushed it off as a stomach bug or maybe something I ate, but as the days turned into weeks, I couldn't ignore the persistent discomfort any longer.

Nick noticed the change in me. He saw how my once lively spirit seemed to dim with each passing day. His concern was palpable, evident in the furrow of his brows and the worry etched in his eyes.

"Charlie, are you okay?" he would ask, his voice laced with genuine concern each time I dashed to the bathroom yet again, overcome by another wave of vomiting.

"I don't know, Nick," I would reply weakly, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "I've been feeling like this for weeks now. I can't seem to shake it off."

His worry deepened with each passing day, and I could see it in the way he looked at me, in the gentle touches of comfort he offered, and in the unspoken words that hung heavy in the air between us.

"Maybe you should see a doctor," he suggested gently one evening, his hand resting on my back as I curled up on the couch, feeling utterly drained.

I nodded silently, acknowledging that it was time to seek medical advice. But amidst the sea of worries that consumed my mind, there was one nagging thought that I couldn't shake off—a thought that I hadn't dared to voice out loud yet.

Later that day, as I mustered up the courage to visit the pharmacy alone, Nick was taking Daisy out for a walk, and i promised to text him if anything bad happened.

A whirlwind of emotions swirled within me. Fear, anticipation, and a hint of hope mingled together as I navigated the aisles lined with various healthcare products.

Standing in front of the display of pregnancy tests, I hesitated before reaching for the small box. My heart raced with anticipation as I clutched it in my trembling hands, my mind racing with a million what-ifs.

Returning home, I felt a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through my veins as I entered the bathroom, Nick waiting anxiously outside (me, Nick, and Daisy walked home together) Closing the door behind me, I followed the instructions on the box with trembling fingers, my heart pounding in my chest.

Minutes felt like hours as I waited for the results to appear. And when they finally did, tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at the two pink lines, a mix of shock and disbelief washing over me.

Outside the bathroom door, I could hear Nick's voice, muffled yet filled with concern. With a shaky breath, I opened the door, revealing the pregnancy test in my trembling hand.

Without a word, I held it out to him, our eyes locking in silent understanding as we navigated the uncertain path that lay ahead. And as he wrapped his arms around me, holding me close, I knew that whatever challenges awaited us, we would face them together.

A/N:
hey, you annoyingly loving maggots. Sorry, this is a short chapter, and if it's kinda bad, I just felt like I had to release a chapter, so here's one. Hopefully, I'll make more consistent chapters as I now have a few more chapter ideas