Band One Shots.

Fronz (Attila)

I buried my face in my hands, wishing this wasn’t happening. I had kept myself from crying when I called Fronz on the phone, but I couldn’t hold back my tears any longer. I really doubt he wanted a kid right now, he could barely handle our relationship, and I couldn’t do this on my own.

After a while of sobbing quietly and going over my options, I heard the front door pop open and footsteps around the corner. I wiped my face, seeing Fronz walking down the hall towards me in the sitting room. He sat down next to me and pulled me into his arms, rubbing my back to comfort me. “What’s wrong babe?”

I sniffed, “I don’t really know how to tell you this.”

"Whatever it, you can tell me," He told me, a puzzled expression on his face. “What’s wrong?"

I couldn’t looked at him, saying quietly, “I’m pregnant.”

He pulled away from me and stood up. “What?" Taking a step back, he threw his hands in the air. “But we’ve been so fucking careful!"

"I know," I squeaked out, looking up at him. I could feel that my eyes were puffy from all the crying.

He shook his head and took a few more steps back, turning around and sprinting towards the kitchen. I heard his open the door and slam it behind him, running back to his car. I watched through the window, as he turned on the engine but didn’t leave the driveway.

He sat in the car, pounding on the steering wheel and yelling to himself for like fifteen minutes. Then he just stopped. He sat motionless and quiet in the front seat, staring off into the distance. I walked into the kitchen and got a drink, leaning against the counter, no longer able to look at him through the window. I knew he was going to leave.

Finally, I heard the engine turn off and footsteps up the stairs. I held my breath as the door opened. Fronz didn’t even shut it behind him, he just ran over to me, picking me up and spinning me around.

Still held in the air, I smiled, “What are you doing?”

"Celebrating," He smiled, pressing his lips to mine. when he pulled way, he smiled, “This is a good thing, okay?"

I nodded, in tears again. “I thought you were gonna leave me.”

"And give up the two best things that ever happened to me?" He said, squeezing me tighter. “Never."