All because of you... [Sam Bettley fan fiction]

Chapter Thirty

A month later. 

(Hazel POV)

I looked at it again, I felt sick. I closed my eyes, trying to hold the tears back. 

I was now back home, I was getting along more with everyone, we'd made up, apologised, but I knew it wouldn't be long until another argument errupted the whole house. 

I knew this was most likely one of those things to errupt the house in anger again. I just wanted to tell Sam. 

I also didn't want to either, I felt like if I told him, that he'd pull the 'I'm a rockstar, I can't be dealing with that also.' move. And I would never be able to live again knowing he felt that way about it.

I took a deep breath as the knock on the door brought me back to my senses.

"Yeah?" I called out.

"It's me. Can I talk with you?" Rachel asked through the door.

I wanted to say no, to tell her to go away and just let me be left alone with my thoughts for a while, so I knew just what to say to Sam when the time was right. But the nicer side of me was showing, the nervous side. 

"Urm, yeah. I'll be in there in a second." I replied back, my voice cracking a little bit as I tried not to scream and cry. 

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"Are you okay?" Rachel asked me, as I joined her back in her bedroom and sat on the bed. 

I nodded and smiled slightly, but I knew I wasn't okay.

"Right." She said. "So, I just wanted to talk to you about the drumming on the EP and stuff. When do you think you can get it all completed? We kind of have a deadline.."  

I quickly remembered everything that I'd been forgetting. I was in the band, what the heck? How could I have forgotten that I was in a band that was just becoming popular? I needed to do the drumming, not just complete it. 

But with this, I don't think I'll be able to drum for long without screaming in pain.

"I totally forgot! I'll have it done for you as soon as possible. When is the deadline for the EP?" I asked.

Rachel frowned at me a little, I think she knew something was up with me. "It's in about two weeks. Are you sure you're okay? You've gone quite pale and you seem...out of it, no offence."

I gulped and shook my head. "I'm feeling a little, ill. But I will be okay. Thanks for caring about me." I said.

I then stood up and walked out of the room and into my own, closing the door and leaning against it a little more, I closed my eyes, feeling a tear roll down my cheek.

After a while, I decided to text Sam, telling him to meet me somewhere.

An hour later... 

(Sam POV) 

I sat down on the bench in the local park. I looked around, it was just about sunset time, I loved the summer nights, it made the sky turn all sorts of colours. 

I was here to meet Hazel, she had called me earlier, she sounded pretty nervous for some reason, she asked me to meet her here, so we could be alone and talk about something.

"Is she going to break up with me?" I thought to myself the whole way here.  No, she couldn't break it off with me, we hadn't done anything wrong, our relationship was just about going, she couldn't end it like this, could she?

"Sam.." I heard from behind me. 

I turned, it was Hazel standing there, she looked really shy and nervous, like she was just about to die right in that spot. She was...almost glowing in a way.

"Hazel." I smiled. "I've been here for a while now, are you okay? What did you wanna talk about?" I asked.

Hazel smiled a little, then her face turned serious and she sat down next to me, she looked right in my eyes.

Whenever our eyes met, I just wanted to kiss her constantly, to caress her face in my hands and just be in total love.

She started playing with the hem of her pretty black frilly skirt, she now wasn't looking at me, she was looking down at her hands messing with the material. 

"Sam.." She began. "I have some pretty big fucking news to tell you. I only found out today, I felt like this was happening, but I didn't know for sure, until today. I just thought I should tell you now, so you're fully aware that I love and care about you very much." 

I gulped, feeling the palms of my hands become sweaty, what was this all about?.. 

"I'm just gonna come right out and say it. Instead of sitting here trying to get you to say it before I do." Hazel said, now meeting my eyes again. "Sam, I'm..pregnant...with your child."

That's when my heart skipped a beat, that was the moment where I thought I saw my whole life flashing before my eyes. Like I was going to have a heart attack on the spot. I gasped. "What?" I asked again, just to make sure my mind wasn't playing a huge trick on me.

"I said that I'm pregnant." She repeated herself. 

"Holy fuck. Shit. I'm having a kid..oh..fucking hell." I said, in utter shock and horror. 

A tear rolled down Hazel's cheek, but she quickly wiped it away, trying to keep me from seeing it. I moved closer to her, taking her hands in mine. I didn't want her to cry, I didn't want her to be sad. I loved her. 

"Woah. I'm sorry, don't cry. It's amazing, I just, don't know how to react.." I said. "I love you Hazel, with my whole heart, this kid shall be raised well." 

Hazel looked up and grinned at me. "So you're not going to make me...?" 

"No, no, no!" I quickly said. "Of course not, that wouldn't need to happen, unless you wanted to. But I'd be upset for so long. I want to raise this child, if you're up to it...I mean. You're the mother." 

Hazel kissed me quickly. I could feel her trembling, just as much as I was. We had a lot to deal with then because of this.