So High School

Two pink lines (pt1)

A/N I finally did it guys :) I made her preggo

Taylor's POV

Positive.

The two pink lines stare back at me as I gasp in happiness, and fear. I've always wanted kids, and now that dream will come true. However, I'm scared for how Travis will react. What if he isn't happy? What if he doesn't want a kid? What if he wants me to abort it? What if he leaves me?

I shake my head, trying to shut out these thoughts. This is Travis, not Joe. It will be fine. He'll be happy. Won't he?

"Tay? You okay?" A knock at the door followed by Travis's gentle voice breaks be out of my thoughts.
"Um, yeah" I quickly stuff the test into my box of tampons and check myself in the mirror once more. When I'm sure I look normal I unlock the door, opening it. I smile at Travis who is standing there worriedly, looking down at me.
"You okay? You spent ages in there" he asks.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine" I tell him, pushing past him and getting into bed.
"Are you sure? You seem a bit off" he sits next to me.

"Actually" I take a deep breath, twisting my fingers together in my lap. "I have something to tell you"
"Yeah?" Travis urges me. I pick at the skin around my mail nervously, trying to get myself to say it.
"What's up?" Travis takes my hands in his, noticing my nervous habit.
"I'm pregnant" I whisper, staring down at my lap.
"You're..." Travis takes a moment to process it as I hold my breath, scared for what his reactions going to be.
"Oh my god baby" he cries out, jumping up and pulling me up with him.
"We're having a baby" he beams, spinning me round.
"We're having a baby" I repeat, tears trickling down my face out of joy. He pulls me into his arms, kissing away my tears.
"You're pregnant" he whispers, and I nod. He steps back, lifting up my- well, his- t-shirt and placing his hands on my stomach.
"I love you so so so much" he whispers, leaning forwards and placing a kiss on my forehead.
"I love you too" I cry.

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10 weeks

No ones POV

Travis sighed sympathetically, kneeling down beside his girlfriend who was throwing up in the toilet. He scraped her curly hair into a messy ponytail and say there, rubbing her back as she cried and puked.
"Shhh, it's okay, I'm here" he tried to soothe her as her body shook- he knew she hated throwing up.

Eventually Taylor's stomach calmed and she leant back against her boyfriend weakly. Travis gently massaged Taylor's swollen belly, one hand coming up to wipe her fringe away from her sweaty forehead.
"Lets go back to bed, yeah? It's only 4am" he whispered in her ear. She nodded, so he picked her up. He carried her bridal style and laid her down in their bed, tucking her in before climbing into bed next to her. She fell asleep almost immediately, exhausted from all the times the morning sickness had woken her.

Taylor woke the next morning to an empty bed. She sat up, running her eyes, and tapped on her phone screen. It read 10:47 and she gasped; it was very late. She climbed out of bed, slipping her kitty slippers on and making her way downstairs.
"Morning baby" Travis greeted her, pulling her in for a hug.
"Why didn't you wake me" Taylor grumbled, pushing away from Travis and heading towards the fridge.
"I figured you needed your sleep- I rescheduled and our families are coming for lunch tomorrow instead" he explained.
Taylor gasped, spinning around, a strawberry yoghurt in her left hand. "We were supposed to tell our families about the baby today!" She exclaimed.
"Yes, and I rescheduled for tomorrow because you are way too tired today" Travis told her again. Taylor grumbled something in response, going to sit down at the table with her yoghurt and spoon.