50 shades of Shelley

Chapter 7

*6 weeks later*

Sarah's POV

So tonight was a very special night because George decided to make it official by asking me to marry him. Of course I said yes because I love him with all my heart, and I would never want to be with anyone else.

*In the morning still Sarah's POV*

I woke up suddenly feeling sick and I had a headache.

I thought oh it's just from the alcohol last night. I must be hung over.

As I sat up in bed I felt the need to puke.

I ran to the bathroom and tipped my head over the toilet bowl just in time.

George came running in "Sarah what's wrong"

"I.....I think I'm hungover."

George held my hair as I puked again into the toilet bowl.

"You didn't drink much last night though only one beer."

"I suppose, probably just an upset stomach."

"Ok well I will leave you to clean yourself up"

George left the room kissing me on the top of my head.

Then I thought. That night at the restaurant, under the table.

The events that occurred.

I think I might be pregnant.

I have to get a test to make sure.

I quickly grabbed some clothes and put them on not caring what I looked like.

I ran out the door shouting to George I wouldn't be long I just had to grab a couple of bits.

I ran to the pharmacy which wasn't to far and picked up a test.

I bought it at the counter and ran home hiding it in my coat pocket.

I walked to the bathroom and locked the door, reading the instructions on the test I did what it said.

Now all I had to do was wait for 10 minutes.

That 10 minutes was the longest 10 minutes of my life.

Finally the test bleeped.

I looked at the test and couldn't believe my eyes.

"PREGNANT"

Omg I'm pregnant.

I fell to the floor in a lump of tears.

Until George came nocking at the door.

I had locked the door so he couldn't get in but he somehow twisted the lock and broke down the door to me on the floor crying with the test in my hands.

I don't think he noticed the test because he just started to comfort me and calm me down.

Then he noticed the test.

He slid it gently from my clasp and looked at it carefully.

He rubbed my back repeating"it's going to be alright."