Ta Fête (Stromae Fanfiction)

16: Formidable

Andrea's P.O.V.
A while passed since Yoshi's party and in that while, Cas and I broke up due to me telling him I slept with Paul at the party. I didn't care at all though, I was actually kind of glad we broke up, I never truly liked Cas anyway... Every time he kissed me I thought of Paul, every time he walked through my door I hoped it was Paul, every time he hugged me I imagined it was Paul even though I'm still mad at him...
Truth is, being with Cas made me see how stupidly in love I still was with Paul...
I wanted him back, I really did, but just thinking about Coralie walking in through those restaurant doors made my heart shatter into a million pieces.

Just thinking about it made me sick...

Weirdly, I've been feeling sick a lot recently, probably due to the stress of Florian moving out since he thought it was time I stand on my own two feet.

I sat in my office chair, balancing my feet on the edge of my heels as I looked through my phone calendar seeing when exactly it was that Florian moved out, when I remembered that because I'm a woman I have to go trough Satan's waterfall once a month, but I had missed mine a few weeks ago.

Holy shit.

A few weeks? I'm never late...

Maybe it's stress, I know that can play a role in me being late.

Fuck.

I grabbed my purse and then walked out to my car, telling Florian I was going out for lunch before getting in my car and driving to the nearest pharmacy.

I bought a pregnancy test and a bottle of water then left. After all, I needed to be sure.

It could be stress, it could be a million things... Right?

I drank the bottle of water and then head to the bathroom when I had to uncomfortably pee on a stick then wait on it.

I counted the seconds in my head as I washed my hands, feeling my knees shake a little bit.

After a few minutes I picked it up and stared at it, seeing a small + stare back at me.

I inhaled, throwing it into the trash and then cupped my face in my hands, breathing heavily.

Oh my god, I'm pregnant.

Pregnant.

I'm going to have a baby.

Holy shit.

I- I'm not ready, what will I tell Paul?

What if he doesn't want a baby?

Oh my god, what if Paul doesn't believe me?

Holy shit.

I tried to control my breathing, trying to choke down all the information I had just received.

I knew that all my recent frequent peeing wasn't normal after a while... I guess I just never thought this was the reason why.

I gathered all my feelings and then walked out of the pharmacy bathroom, getting back in my car and then drove back to work.

My palms were sweaty, I was still in shock.

I must be 7 weeks along because that's when Paul and I had sex...
I double checked on my calendar and I was right... 7 weeks.

I needed to tell Paul, I mean he's the father...

Ugh, what if he doesn't want a baby anymore? At least not from me...

I need to tell him, though...

I walked up to the hall where my office was and saw Paul sitting in his office on his phone, probably checking his e-mail.