head over heels | shayne topp

extra! random special

HEAD OVER HEELS
SHAYNE TOPP

EXTRA!
"OUR LIVES WILL BE CHANGED FOREVER"

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BROOKLYN sighed as she stared at her lunch. it was a large salad from catering which she normally would have devoured by now. however, the past few days have been different.

"brookie?" amanda spoke up, noticing her best friend looking green. "are you sure you're okay?"

"yeah, yeah i'm fine." brooklyn perked up, taking a stab at the oily leaves. she placed a small forkfull into her mouth, hoping to chew and swallow without any problems. unfortuntely that wasn't the case.

gagging, brooklyn swiftly made it to the bathroom, closing the door and kneeling in front of the toilet in record time.

as she heaved, a soft knock echoed through the bathroom. she held her hair back, unable to speak to whoever was outside the door.

"brooke?" her body relaxed as shayne's presence already calmed her. "i'm coming in, okay?"

he opened the door, rushing to relieve her arm from the awkward task of holding her hair back. he grabbed her medium length hair and began rubbing her back softly.

once she finished emptying out her stomach she sat back, leaning against her husband.

"i said you should've stayed home today." shayne said softly, removing a few strands of hair from her face.

"i know." brooklyn said sadly.

"i'm gonna bring you home." shayne stood up, giving her a hand to help her up.

brooklyn flushed the toilet and the two left the bathroom. amanda, who was anxiously waited by the bathroom, handed her a cold bottle of water.

"here, babe." she smiled sympathetically.

"thank you." brooklyn smiled back, grabbing the water and taking a sip.

"go home and rest up, okay?" amanda said. brooklyn nodded, following shayne as he guided her out by an arm on her back.

they walked out to their car, knowing that brooklyn throwing up and shayne taking her home would make it to someone inportant who needed to know.

shayne opened the passenger seat door and brooklyn crawled in. he made his way to the driver's side and slid into the car.

"do you need anything from the drug store?" he asked.

brooklyn chewed on her lip for a second. "a pregnancy test."

brooklyn kept her eyes locked onto the dashboard of the car as shayne froze in his tracks, holding the shift.

"what?" shayne asked, his gaze not moving from the side of brooklyn's face.

brooklyn closed her eyes, leaning her head back. "i'm late."

shayne pursed his lips and nodded, processing her words. he finally moved the shift into reverse and pulled out of the parking lot.