A/N: So this was requested by Future_Writers and originally it was requested with a name, but I put Y/N so other people who are reading can fit in with it instead of the story being
one specific person.Telling him/Him finding out
I woke up in the morning by my boyfriend of roughly nine months, Newt shaking me.
"Y/N? Love, you have to wake up," Newt softly whispered to me. I slightly opened my eyes to see him kneeling next the bed that we shared. "C'mon. We have a lot of work to do today," Newt said. I sat up in the bed, immediately regretting it. I slightly pushed Newt out of the way and ran to the closest bathroom. I could hear Newt's footsteps following behind me. "Love?" He called. I leaned over the small, toilet and emptied the contents of my stomach. Newt raced in and held my hair out of my face while rubbing my back. "It's okay. Let's get you to Clint and Jeff." He said, picking me up bridal style and carrying me to the Med-Jacks.I felt myself being placed on one if the small cots in the Med-Jack area of the Homestead. "What happened?" I heard Jeff ask. "I don't know. She just woke up and then hurled," Newt answered. I groaned as I felt another wave of nausea come over me. "Bucket," I barely managed out. Newt was quick to grab the closest thing, which happened to be an empty container laying on the floor. Newt held the bucket in one hand in front of me while I puked the second time this morning. After I was finished, Newt layer me back down in bed, covered me up with the blankets and kissed my forehead. "Newt? Can I talk to you for a second?" Clint asked. "Sure," Newt replied. "Feel better, Babe." He said before leaving the Homestead.
I had been in the Homestead for about two days. Every morning I would puke, but then I would get weird mood swings and crave weird food. I snapped at Chuck, which I immediately apologized for. I was demanding pickles which Newt and some of the cooks spent all day trying to turn cucumbers into pickles with garlic, but they failed. I sat in bed one afternoon when Jeff came in with a worried face. "Um. Y/N? Can I ask you something?" He asked. "Sure. What's up?" I asked. "Have you and Newt, um... How do I," Jeff started. "Yes. We have had sex. It's not that hard to say," I snapped. "Right. Do you think you could be, um... Pregnant?" He asked. I felt all the blood drain from my face. What if he's right? What if I am? "Y/N?" Jeff asked. "What? You can't just ask someone if they might be a parent and expect them to be fine!" I snapped again. "Um. Okay-" Jeff started, but Alby came running in. "Hey, shanks. This box has your name on it, Y/N," Alby said, handing me the box and then going back out into the Glade. I carefully opened the box and was shocked. There was a pregnancy test inside. "I'll be back," I said before throwing the covers off of me and racing to the bathroom. I quickly did the test and waited until I heard a small beep. I looked at the stick resting on the counter and backed away until my back hit the wall. I felt the whole world spinning. Before I knew it, I lost consciousness and everything went black.
Newt's p.o.v
I wiped the sweat off my forehead as I placed the shovel down on the ground. "Zart, I'm just gonna go check on Y/N. I'll be back in ten minutes," I explained. "Alright, don't take too long. Frypan needs these vegetables for tonight," Zart replied. I nodded and started walking towards the Homestead. Once I got inside, I was expecting to see my beautiful girlfriend in bed, but all I saw was an empty, unoccupied bed. "Uh, Jeff? Where's Y/N?" I asked. Jeff waked over to me with a worried look. "I don't know, man. She went to the bathroom and then she never came out," he explained. "Are you kidding me? She could've fainted. You should've come to me right away." I said, angrily. "Alright, man. I'm sorry," Jeff said. I rolled my eyes and walked towards the bathroom. I knocked on the stick door. "Y/N? Baby? Are you alright?" I asked. I got no response. I felt my heartbeat get faster every second. I knocked again before opening the door. I saw Y/N lying on the floor with her eyes closed. I kneeled down next to her and but her head in my lap. "Oh my god. What the bloody hell happened?" I yelled as Jeff and Clint stood in the doorway. "Um, Newt." Clint said. I turned to face him. I saw him pointing to the counter. "Jeff, get me a pillow," I ordered. Jeff came back with a worn out pillow in his hands. "Thanks," I said before placing Y/N's head under it. I got up and walked to the counter picking the small stick up. Pregnant. How the hell would we raise a child in the Glade? I heard Y/N stir and start to wake up. "Newt?" She groaned. I we still in shock but I turned to her. "We'll leave you two alone," Clint said before leaving the small room. "What do you have in your han- oh my gosh. You weren't supposed to find that. I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I understand if you want to leave m-" She started. I cut her off my smashing my lips to hers. "Y/N. Look at me. I am never leaving you or our baby. We can get through this," I said, pulling her into a hug. "I love you, Newt," Y/N said into my shoulder. "I love you too, Y/N. So bloody much." I finished.
So that's it. Sorry if that sucked I never was really requested to write a pregnancy series before. Hope you liked it. If you would like a part 2 just comment or message me.
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