Did You Just Say Pregnant?!

Chapter 5

-Kate- 

I had waited long enough. I was through with his sh*t. I had less than two weeks until my 10 week scan, and I was going over to house today, whether he liked it or not. He needed to know that he was going to be a father. I tried to put my feelings for him get in the way because I was doing this for the sake of our child. It’s father deserved to have a chance as to whether he would want to be there for the child.  

I got up quickly but stopped abruptly. A wave of nausea washed over me. I ran to the bathroom with my hand clamped over my mouth. I leaned over the toilet ledge and emptied all of the contents from my stomach. I stood up weakly, brushed my hair out of my face and gurgled some water before spitting it out. I went over to my mum’s room, to tell her that I had started my morning sickness.

"Mum I was just sick," I stated. Mum was in bed, her attention focussed on her phone. I stifled a groan and waited for her to pay me some attention.

"Huh, what was that darling?" She asked, finally tearing her eyes away from her phone. I rolled my eyes.

"Mum, what’s wrong. Just spit it out, you won’t listen to me properly if you don’t tell me about you first," I stated, sitting down.

"Well, it was just that me and Phil arranged to meet in starbucks yesterday, and I sat waiting for a while. Then out of nowhere, he texted me that he couldn’t make it, even though he had texted me just minutes earlier. He didn’t give any reasons why, all I got from him was 1 text. He said he would call today but I don’t know.." She said biting her lower lip.

"Mum, it’s barely 8 o’clock, give the man a chance!" I joked, trying to make light out of the situation.

 "Okay, what was it you was saying before?" She asked with a slight smile.

"I was sick," I explained rubbing my tummy softly.

"Ah, morning sickness," She said giving me a knowing look. "I haven’t started mine yet, but I’m going in next week for the scan. You are coming with me right?" She asked nervously.

"Of course mum, but what about Phil?" I asked.

"You're more important and I want you with me darling," She said, leaning in to kiss me on the forehead. I hugged her softly. She looked at me and then had a weird expression on her face.

"Baby, what’s wrong? You're looking really pale. Are you feeling sick again?" She asked concernedly.

"No, I’m going to tell the father." I stated.

"Oh man, good luck!” she exclaimed. “Let’s have some breakfast and watch some TV for a while, take your mind off of it for the time being.”

"Hold on mum, I am going to have a quick shower," I told her. I quickly grabbed my towel and undies and stripped before turning the shower on. I quickly washed myself and then started to wash my hair. As I washed my hair, I could feel the hair being tugged out. It suddenly dawned on me that my hair kept falling out because I changed my shampoo recently. My hair must have not reacted very well to the new one. Damn you shampoo! I quickly got out, and got dressed. By the time I reached downstairs, mum was happily munching on some cereal and watching the telly. I made myself a bowl of cereal and curled up on the sofa with her.

It was after 20 minutes, that I couldn’t drag this out any longer. I determinedly got up, rinsed the dishes and got some shoes and my jacket on.

"Mum I’m going out, I’ll be back in an hour or so," I yelled.

"Ok, oh yes good luck sweetie!" She sang after me as I was shutting the door.

15 minutes later I arrived at his doorstep. I rang the doorbell and after a minute or so the door opened. There he was. He looked incredible, in-humanely sexy. His tousled bed hair looked extremely messy and he was topless. I lowered my gaze down his chest and at his gorgeous six pack. He was wearing dark grey joggers that rode low on his waist. I swooned over him inwardly, but kept a cool face on. Wow, was it even possible that he was even hotter than before!