Lost Boy (Corey Haim)

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3 WEEK'S LATER

I woke up and felt like i was gonna throw up. I ran into the bathroom and hunched over the toilet and started vomiting, Corey joined me and held my hair and rubbed my back "I guess you're--" i cut him off by throwing up. I huffed and sat back "You need some food?" he asked and i nodded. I soon as he left I wobbled back to the bed and laid down. I felt so sick, i couldn't even move. Corey came in with tea and some mashed potatoes. Knowing it was my favorite "God this is why i love you" i said sitting up, he handed me the food and i smiled widely. I began digging in viscously, Corey sat criss cross on the floor looking at me

"Could you grab something for me?" i asked him after i finished my food, he nodded "I have this hoodie in my closet can you grab it?" i asked and he nodded "You need to go somewhere?" he asked and i nodded putting on the hoodie "Bookstore and then i can get some groceries" i said and he looked at me concerned "You sure you can make it?" he asked and i nodded "But first... I bought a pregnancy test... Should i use one?" i asked and he gulped "Yea... Yea you should" he said looking around "Where is it?" he asked and i pointed under the bed

I grabbed the box and walked into the bathroom, i read the directions and took a deep breathe. I used one and called Corey in after. We paced back and forth in front of the counter, waiting for the results

"I'm gonna be so happy if it is" he chuckled and i smiled. The test beeped and Corey looked at it. I picked it up slowly.

I looked at the plus sign on the test and covered my mouth and looked at Corey. His hands were out and his eyes were wide "Yes?" he said and i nodded, my hand over mouth and my eyes tearing up "Yes!" he said and i jumped into his arms.

I'm pregnant.

......

I looked at the child books and smiled. I saw a van pull up in front of the store and no one get out. I furrowed my eyebrows and walked over to the counter with a pregnancy book and some child books, i looked out to the van. I saw the back doors open but i didn't see who got out. I hoped it wasn't anyone that had to do with Scuff, i'm still paranoid about that. I grabbed the bag and began walking but bumped into 2 guys

"Woah pretty thing, you need some help there?" one smirked and i rolled my eyes as the other chuckled "No thank you, i think i can handle myself" i snapped beginning to walk out "How did it feel to be knocked up by Haim?" one said and i paused "Excuse me?" i asked and he chuckled "Well, you are buying a pregnancy book so?" he chuckled. I walked over to him "I would rather be knocked up then knocked out" i said and he looked at me confused "What?" he said i punched him straight in the jaw "Don't fuck with a pregnant woman" i said shaking my hand.

As i walked out of the store paparazzi popped out of no where and started taking pictures of me. I was taking back a bit, they asked me a bunch of question of what i bought and i just continued walking

"We heard you got knocked up?" one said and i turned around "Hey!" someone yelled and everyone looked. A guy came and shoved the guy down "Don't say that!" he yelled and they all ran off. I just stood there "You okay?" he asked me and i nodded vigorously "Bad introduction?" he said taking off his sunglasses and wiping his hands on his leather jacket

"I'm Jonathan. Jonathan Brandis" he said winking and sticking his hand out "Drew... Drew Haim" i said awkwardly, shaking his hand, He bit his lip and looked down at his shoes kicking the ground "I know" he said and i looked at him creeped out "You were on that interview with Corey" he nodded and so did I "Yea... Well um it was nice to meet you" i said and began walking off. He grabbed my wrist and stopped me.

I looked at his hand then back to him. I picked up and dropped pen and one of the many note pads that were dropped and began writing something down "Here's my number if they bother you again" he said handing me the paper and winking at me before walking off. I just stared at him as he strutted off. Something about him didn't seem right.

......

"Yea, then the paparazzi said i got 'knocked up' like that other dude said" i huffed and Corey shook his head "Wow, how rude... How did you get away? he asked me and i gulped "Some guy pushed him away and i walked off" i sorta lied. He nodded slowly but i could see he was mad. I sighed and sat next to him

"Don't get mad... I love you and only you" i smiled and he looked at me and smiled "I know" he said kissing my cheek. I chuckled and laid down "I need to read..." i said grabbing the pregnancy book from, the bag. Corey stood up in the kitchen to make dinner

.....

"See it say's right here, If contractions are 5 minuets apart and lasting 60 seconds then you need to rush to the hospital because the baby is coming" i said pointing to the line as i read it, leaning against the corner "How have you already made it to contractions" he laughed "I read fast" i shrugged and he gave me a quick peck on the lips before returning to the food. I finished off what was left of the book and put it back in the shelf.

I walked into the bathroom and lifted up my shirt. My stomach was growing a bit. I nodded at it and walked out "Hey!" i screamed and Corey jumped "Look at my tummy" i said running over to him. He put his spatula down and looked at it, He raised his eyebrows and put his hand on it "I made you from my--"

"PG COREY!" i yelled and he laughed "My love for your mother" he said and i laughed. He turned back to his food.

I went into the laundry room and started to put clothes in the washer. I dug in the pocket of Corey's jeans and felt something unusual. I pulled out a little baggy filled with something like grass. My heart dropped when i realized what it was....

Weed...

I gulped "Hey babe?" he yelled out. I snapped out of it and threw the baggy behind the washer "Yea?" i yelled back, trying to hide the sadness in my voice "I was thinking when we have the baby--" i dozed off. The baby....

I put my hand over my stomach and took a deep breathe. How could he? Why would he?