In the Making of Forever (R5 Love Story)

Chapter 48: The End :'(

Chapter 48: The End :'(

~Ross' POV~

A/N: It's truly been an experience with all of you guys. Thank you all for being supportive and I love you all so much for making this story such a success! There were a few times I was going to just give up and quit writing, but I didn't. You guys are amazing and I am so happy that we've actually gotten to start and finish this together. For the last time in this story, Stay Beautiful guys <3 c:

I woke up feeling empty and cold. Haley wasn't there. Than I heard her puking in the bathroom. I ran in and held her hair back, rubbing small circles on her back.

"Are you okay? This is the second time you've thrown up and I'm really worried babe," I said.

She nodded, "I'm fine. It's just.... Did we use protection?"

I felt my eyes enlarge to the size of saucers, "It... No... You don't think.....?"

"I wouldn't bring it up Ross," she replied, slightly white. From puking or fear I don't know.

"I'll... I'll go get a pregnancy test. Stay here and.... don't die," I said, rushing out of the bathroom and outside to the car.

I quickly got in the car, fumbling with the keys to start the damn thing. It finally started and I drove to the pharmacy. What do they even look like? Pregnancy tests I mean. Oh, God.

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I sprint into the pharmacy, thoughts racing, sweat beading. Can I be a dad? Am I ready? Is HALEY ready? I don't know. Is it even possible? Why didn't I just use the fucking condom?! I'm so STUPID.

"Excuse me. Where are the pregnancy tests?!" I asked the pharamacist.

She gave me a confused look and pointed in a really general direction and I ran for it.

I looked through the shelves, frantically looking for a box that said pregnancy test. WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BRANDS?! I grabbed just about every brand they had and rushed back to the counter, sweat starting to trickle down my forehead.

I need to chill out. BUT I CAN'T! I might be a FATHER for Pete's sake. You would be freaking out too! Don't even give me that look.

"How many girls did you get pregnant?!" the pharmacist asked.

"I don't think any. I hope not. Or do I? I don't know. I just need all of these and... some cough drops," I say, grabbing a random bag from a shelf close to the checkout counter.

She looked down at the bag, "That's candy... Not cough drops."

I rolled my eyes, "Can I just get all this stuff so I can get home and see if I'm a dad?!"

She giggled and scanned the stuff, "I'm sure you'll make a great father." She smiled warmly at me and I smiled half heartedly back.

I paid for everything and impatiently drove back to the house, wishing this stupid car would go faster. I ran into the door to find Haley still in the bathroom, on her phone doing something. I handed her the bag.

"Seriously? You bought 14 tests and some candy?" she asked, supressing a smile from her lips.

I rolled my eyes, "I have no clue what the heck I'm doing here, just take one and use it and eat the damn candy."

She laughs at me and takes out a random test. She looks at me expectantly.

"What?" I ask.

She rolls her eyes, "I have to pee on this."

Uhh... okay? I give her a confused expression, "And this is significant to me because.....?"

"Get out!" she says sternly.

"Seriously? I've seen you naked before Haley. Is it really that big of a deal?" I ask.

She gives me 'the look' and I'm out in a heartbeat. She's scary if she has to give you 'the look' more than once. I sit outside the bathroom door for the next five minutes, thoughts racing. She comes out and I stand up. Her expression is blank.

"Well?!" I ask, raising my eyebrows expectantly. She goes to say something but closes her mouth.

"Haley! Are you pregnant?!" I asked, worried that she went into shock or something.

"Ross," she says, looking up to meet my eyes, "we're pregnant."

In that moment, everything left my mind. All the worries and confusion. Everything. All I thought about was my family. My unborn child and my beautiful, amazing wife.

And I realized something in that moment. I realized the one thing that changed your entire life. The thing that makes you who you are.

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I, Ross Shor Lynch, am truly happy.

THE END