Luke:
You sat on counter, sighing loudly. Glancing at the plus sign on the 99% accurate pregnancy test. Glancing down at your abdomen, you placed your cold, soft hand on the riny 3 week year old baby growing inside you.
'How am I gonna tell Luke?' You ask yourself.
Picking up your Samsung Galaxy S6 Edge in Gold, you dialed Luke's number.
"Hello, what's wrong Y/N?" He said into the phone.
"Come over here so I can tell you." You in an almost whisper.
Calum:
Im pregnant. I missed my period. Oh shit.
You glanced at your reflection in the mirror.
Hair messh and mascara running down in different lanes.
3 months without one was pretty obvious. You glance down at your small bump.
It shows.
Better tell Cal before I become in gulfed like a fat plushy.
Ashton:
You pace your Blink-182 postered room. Waiting for five minutes had you stressed.
(|| |) Two lines. Pregnant. Ashton's not ready nor am I. You groan loudly running your hand through your hair, thinking on how you should tell him.
Michael:
Crying in the bathroom stall, as the Clearblue Test said pregnant. You put in your pocket and run out of the bathroom.
How will he react?
Losing your train of thought when you see Michael walking towards you.
Face palm.
Wiggle wiggle hope you guys liked this Pandas!
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