10: Positive

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Mitch pov

It has been about 2 and 1/2 month's since I and Travis broke up. We still see each other.
We hang out a lot actually.
I'm still upset about it, but I have Scotty to be there for me.

He is so sweet.
I love him so much.
I found out a few weeks ago the Kavi is real.
Oh, my God, I was so excited.
I can't wait until they have little feet running around.
Scott, on the other hand, think they should wait until marriage.

I was thinking about how perfect my life is, and how perfect my boyfriend is.

I got up and was gonna make him is favorite for breakfast. Chocolate chip pancakes, with sausage, and coffee.

As I started the mixing the batter, I felt sick to my stomach. I puck in the trash can because I couldn't make it to the bathroom.
This has happened a few times, and it always in the morning.

Oh no.
I can't be.

I ran to the bathroom.
I had a pregnancy test stuff in the back of the cabinet.

I had a pregnancy scare a little while back, so I had an extra one.

I took the test. I had to wait 2 minutes.

The longest 2 minutes if my life. Of course, I want a baby.
But I want to be older.
Plus we're going on tour soon. And to top it all off the father would be Travis.
Scott and I haven't done anything yet.
We make out, and stuff.
The only part of Scott that has been in me is his tongue.

I looked at my watch.
2 Minutes.
Here we go.

I started to cry, this can't be happening.

Right as I had a breakdown Scott knocked on the door and ask
"Babe, you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," I say
Except for the fact that I'm growing someone else's baby inside me.
I put the stuff in the garbage, wipe my face so you couldn't tell I was crying.

I open the door to see Scott.
He was mixing the batter.

I put my arms around his waist and kissed him in between his shoulder blades.
"I'm going to Starbucks. I'll be right back." I say need to get out of the house.
I went to pull away but he turned around and pulled me in for a passionate kiss.
"I'll be waiting,"  He said with a smirk.

I pulled away and grabbed my stuff.
As I shut the door I'd grabbed my phone and called him.

"Hey, can you meet me at the Starbucks my house right now? I need to talk to you. It important." I say into my phone

Sorry for the ending.

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