I told him everything. Told him how I felt about him and Calum. Every thing.
"Babe you let it out. Do you feel better and by the way I am so sorry." He says playing with your hair.
"Yeah I'm better. " You smile.
×1 MONTH LATER×
You feel so sick. You could barely walk. You and Michael's one month anniversary past. He is just the cutest and you need to tell him you are sick.
"Hey babe." You say over the phone. Raspy.
"Hey baby girl are you okay?" He replies.
"Yeah I just think I'm sick can I drive your car to the doctors office?"
"Of course baby keys are in my desk." He says concerned in his voice.
You say your goodbyes and get the keys, put your black jeans, white tee, black converse. Nobody is at the doctors. Just you. Make sense. It's 2 AM. He was having a guys night with the boys.
"Hey Dr. Robert" You say. "I'm not feeling a well I can't sleep. I've been vomiting it's gross."
"Okay well let's take some test." He said and we did. He looked happy after like 2. I don't know why.
"When was the last time you had sex?" He said. Grin spreading across his face.
"Um... about 2 weeks ago, why?"
"Any other time? Like recently?"
"About a month ago. Why?" You say impatient and uncomfortable.
"Take this cup and urine in it. Bring it back please." You were so confused. So confused it made you stressed. But you did it anyway. When you came back he was writing in his note pad. You gave it to him. He ran a test do about 10 minutes.
"I have news." He said happily.
"Yes?" DO I HAVE CANCER OH MY GOD.
"You're pregnant!"
