The Outsider Preferences and Imagines (Closed)

Steve Imagine|| What Do I Do?

I'm making a Steve imagine because it's April 15th... If you don't know that's Steves Birthday!!!!! So Happy Birthday Steve Randle!!!
You nervously pace back and forth of your bathroom counter, it felt like slo motion... Five minutes felt like five hours and it was taking forever to get results.
"Please, please." You whisper watching the second hand in the clock tick by. You check the counter still nothing. Tears starts pouring down your cheeks. You were scared, you swear to I could hear the clock tick and it got louder and louder as each second went by.
You timer went off and you practically jumped out of your skin. You turn it off looking down on your white table top standing over a white stick with two pink lines on it.
"Shit, shit, shit," you whisper tears rushing harder down your face. You pick up the stick checking again, yup you were pregnant, in anger and frustration you throw it against the bathroom door with a scream.
Sinking down to the floor you let out a sob. You had to tell him... You had to tell your boyfriend of ten months you were pregnant, with his child. You stand up going to the stick laying in front of your bathroom door. You kneel down and pick up the remaining pieces.
"Broken." You roll your eyes. "Of course." You say tears rushing down your cheeks. From the bathroom you could hear the phone ring. You were home alone so you left the bathroom going to answer after wiping all of your tears away.
"Hello?" You answer.
"Hey babe, you wanna come out tonight with me and the gang?" Steve says laughing, he must be with them now.
"Where you going?" You ask.
"Don't know yet."
"Maybe, I'll call you later."
"Okay, see ya."
You hang up without another word.
"How am I suppose to tell him? We're 19 for Christ's sake, maybe I shouldn't say anything and take care of it," you whisper to yourself biting your nail as you paced.
A week later
You were at the Curtis house because you needed someone to talk to and Soda was your only option.
"What you wanna talk about?" Soda asks you smiling his usual grin.
"Well, last week I found out something and I need you advice." You say running your finger along the line of your glass.
"Okay, lay it on me."
"I'm pregnant." You blurt.
His smile is gone now. "Really?"
You nod tears wanting to pour down your cheeks but you held them back.
"What do I do?"
"Does Steve know?" He asks sitting up more straight.
"No," you say wiping away a stray tear.
"You need to tell him."
"What if I don't want it, id rather have Steve instead of him leavin when I tell him."
"He won't leave, this is a decision you need to talk about together, it is his, you can't just get rid of it with out at least tellin him."
You nod knowing he's right.
"Okay, I'll tell him."
"Tell who what?" Pony asks sitting beside Soda.
"Nothing Pony, get outta here." He says ruffling his hair. Pony fixes it and groans leaving. You can't help but smirk.
"There's a smile!" Soda chuckles. Tears were already pouring. You both stand up and let him hug you. "It's gonna be okay,"
You nod trusting him.
Two weeks later
"Have you told him yet?" Soda asks as he pumped you gas.
"No, I'm to scared." You admit looking around Steve even though he was off today.
"Y/N, it's been what three weeks since you found out?"
You nod knowing you needed to tell him and guilt taking over your body.
Later that night you were out with Steve and the gang, Steve laughs at Two taking a drink of his beer.
"Want one y/n?" He asks.
You shake your head. "No."
"Why not?"
"I'm just not thirsty." You shrug crossing your arms. He shrugs it off and continued walking with the rest of the gang.
"Oh come on!" Two antagonizes you. You hake your head again smiling a little bit.
Steve noticed something was wrong so he just wrapped his arm around you kissin the side of your head.
"She doesn't want one." He defends. Two chuckles.

  Another week later you still haven't told him, in fact you've been avoiding him, it's been since that night with the gang since you talked to him.
You pass the full length mirror but first you turn to the side pulling up your shirt, your stomach was still flat, just a little tiny bump, you can't help but smile. A knock on the door interrupted your thoughts. You jump a little before pulling down your shirt and going to answer the door. As soon as you open the door a pissed off Steve is there.
"What the hell?" He asks. Oh no he knew, he knew you were pregnant.
"What?" You ask playing a little dumb hoping he was talking about something else.
"Why haven't you talked to me or called, of answer my calls?!" He asks a little angry.
"I didn't even realize." You lie.
"I think we should break up, if you don't even realize me anymore then what's the point." He says turning to leave. You were left there not knowing what to do or think he left down the steps anger in his walk. Tears filled your eyes you shut the door sinking to the floor and covering your face with your hands crying.

A few days later you were at DX again talking to Soda about what happened.
"I panicked, I didn't know what to say, in one second he was gone." You cry.
"Y/N, you have got to tell him, he thought you were ignoring him, go talk to him right now." He orders pointing to the front DX door where Steve was at the counter talking to two girls flirting with two girls is more like it. You sigh.
"Why? Why would he come an knowing Im pregnant?"
"Because that's what love is Y/N! When you and Steve were together I've never seen him happier, he might as well of had an arrow sticking out of his ass!" Soda explains. You can't help but nod and smirk.
"Okay, I'm going to do it," you sigh starting for the door, when you get closer you notice that the two girls were giggling with him, so you decided to wait until they left so they wouldn't get in your way when you burst into tears and run out of the store.
Even though they were flirting and he was smiling his eyes weren't happy, he seemed upset or depressed almost. You take a deep breath as the leave smiling back to him and waving. You enter the store and Steve tried to hide his smirk.
"Yeah?" He asks.
"We need to talk," you request. He nods and takes you outside and Soda came running to cover his spot.
"What do you wanna talk about?" He asks crossing his arms.
"Almost a month ago, when o started acting weird and we got farther apart, I found something out which isn't an excuse just-"
"Y/N, what is it?" He asks concern now in his eyes as he uncrossed his arms.
"Uhh, I'm pregnant." You whisper.
"You're pregnant?" He asks for confirmation, you nod.
"Yeah."
"Is it mine?" He asks as you felt tears gather in your eyes and start to fall.
"Yeah." You repeat. Expecting him to turn around and leave  or scream and lecture he pull your small figure in his arms.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He whispers.
"I was scared," you admit wrapping your arms under his.
"God, don't ever  be scared about that, why would I leave or freak out?" He asks chuckling at you and looking into your eyes and you into his. "Y/N, I love you so much, I broke it off hoping you would come back, and you did, and I could be any happier." He says planting his lips to yours. You smile. "How long?" He asks.
"I've known for five weeks now."
"Y/N! Tell me these things damnit!" He says now a little anger.
"No, let's go back to being happy and stuff." You say hugging him again. He laughs.
"Uh huh, you're not getting off that easy, nice try." He chuckles kissing your head.