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"𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟."
IT HAD BEEN DAYS since Peggy had found about her pregnancy, she's sort gotten used to the feeling she constantly felt.
She was yet to tell George, only Cyn knew and for the time being she was fine with her only knowing.
"do i just tell him straight up? How did you tell John?" Peg asked.
"well remember, John didn't take it too well. But I sat him down and told him." Cynthia said.
"it's thats simple..." Peggy told herself.
"but we'll going home in three days, i'll take you to the doctors and he'll see how everything is going." The blonde told her.
"i wonder if it'll be a boy or a girl?" the young girl asked, "it's exciting if you think about it, isn't it?" Cyn smiled.
"it is, sort of." Peg smiled.
The two girls flinch as there was a loud crash from behind them, they turned and saw a very shocked looking Paul Mccartney, who looked as if he was about to faint.
"paul...?" the two girls spoke.
"your...preg-" he shouted, but before he could finish, Peggy leaped off the bed and tackle him to the floor.
"shut up!" Peggy gritted through her teeth.
"what the fuck Peggy?! You 15!" Paul exclaimed.
"i fucking know i am!" she told him frustratedly, "is it Hazzas?" he asked.
"of course it's his!" She spoke, "i'm just as terrified as you are Paul, so don't even start with me."
His face as pale as ever, his eyes wide and to make it worse his hands over his mouth.
"oh my god...i can't believe it." he said, "if you tell a single soul, i'll seriously chop your dick off." She pointed in his face with an angry face.
He nodded, looking scared as ever "not my dick..."
"exactly, McCartney." she spoke in a low tone.
The pair sat up and leaned against the wall, "Cynthia!" John spoke, coming through the door.
"wow...what's going on?" he said, looking at the three of the them, who all had guilty looks.
