The Outsiders Prefs and Imagines <on hold>

Dally || Imagine

This story is for EllaHamada , hope you enjoy!
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"You need to take a pregnancy test," my best friend, Elizabeth told me. I just got done telling her about my problems about waking up with a wave of nausea, my ankles have been swollen, and tender, and I've been craving pickles. I usually hate pickles, but lately, they've sounded good for a snack.

"Yeah, I guess I should," I trembled.

I'm nervous that I might be pregnant. I don't think Dally and I are ready to have a child. He always said he hated kids. What if he doesn't love our kid? I can't be a single mother, I can't do this on my own. I know I have Elizabeth and my mom, but I want my child to have their dad. I grew up without my dad because the left my mom when he found out that she was pregnant.

We've been married for four months, and they've been the best of my life...but now I just don't know what to do. So I pee on the stick...and it's positive.

"Yay!" Elizabeth squealed. "Ellie's having a baby! Ellie's having a baby!"

I smiled weakly. "Yeah..." then I full out grinned. There was a child in me! I was gonna be a mommy! "Okay, I can't lie, I AM super happy...it's just Dally..."

Beth made a face. "Boo him, he's just your baby's dad! Of course he'll be happy!" her voice shifted to a whisper, "I hope he/she doesn't get his eyebrows!"

I snorted. "Okay...how should I tell him?"

Beth shrugged. "I don't know...ooh! Throw the stick at him!"

Laughing, I dis-agreed to that bet. When he came home, I went up to him and kissed his cheek, wrapping my hands around his neck. "Hi, Daddy." I said into his chest. He smirked.

"You wanna..." he asked. My face flushed red and I shook my head no. "We've done enough of that already...Dal, I-I'm pregnant."

His jaw dropped and his mouth moved, but no sound came out. "I-ah..." his gaze flickered to my belly.

Tears released from my eyes, pricking my skin. "You're going to be here for this baby, right?"

Dally hugged me close. "Ellie, I married you because I love you. The baby has you in it...of course I'd love him or her too. I-I'm just scared that I'll be like my father. Horrible. It's why I always said I don't like kids. But this one...he'll be different."

I smiled. "You, my love, couldn't ever be horrible."

Almost eight months later, you both welcomed Jonathan "Johnny" Tucker Winston into the world. Yay! The pic is of 10 year old Jonathan...

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