When I'm With You (A Bruno Mars Fan Fiction)

Part 29

Bruno's P.O.V.

"Is this Peter Hernandez?" A woman's voice asked. She sounded as if she were in her late 30's or so.

"Yes. Why?" I asked confused as hell.

She cleared her throat then spoke. "I have the results for Ariana."

I swore my heart stopped for a second.

"What results?" I asked.

"Her pregnancy test was positive. She's pregnant." She clarified.

I dropped the phone then yelled for Ari. I'm not in the best mood right now.

I stormed into her room and just started screaming, knowing I'd regret it later.

"HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME YOU WENT TO THE DOCTOR TO GET A PREGNANCY TEST?!"

Her eyes watered up and that's when I start to feel bad about scaring her with my yelling. That's not how to treat a lady.

"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean it." I apologized.

I walked back over to where I threw my phone to see if the woman was still on the phone.

"Mr. Hernandez? Hello?"

I pick my phone up and say, "Yeah, I'm here."

She clears her throat again. "I'm sorry, Mr. Hernandez. I have the wrong Ariana." She confesses.

Weeew. That was like a weight lifted off my shoulders.

Ari's P.O.V.

While Bruno was talking to somebody on the phone, I got ready to meet up with Ryla. I wrote a note for Bruno before I left that read:

Hey,

I'm going to hang out with Ryla. See ya later.

-Ari

I set the note on his bed then head out of the house.

I kind of want to talk to Ryla about my dream. But, there's this feeling in my gut that's telling me 'No, don't do it.'

I sigh as I get into the car. I don't understand why this dream is bugging me so much. Okay, maybe I do. But still, I want to be happy but, this is rough on our relationship. I came to a conclusion, I just won't bring the baby ordeal up anymore. I know Bruno is stressed out from work and all so, I'm gonna start respecting that. That's all that we need right now. I mean, why have a baby right now if we aren't even talking about marriage yet? Why are we moving so slow? Is he afraid of something?

I pull up to the park I was suppose to meet Ryla at. She was there, sitting on one of the swings staring up at the sky. Hmm. I park then get out of the car and walk over to the swing next to her. We both start pumping our legs; not talking to each other; just going as high as we can go.

"Isn't the sky beautiful?" Ryla asked. I nodded as I looked up at the sky while I was still pumping my legs. The sky was light blue with fluffy white clouds that looked like cotton balls. How pretty and perfect. Too bad life wasn't like the sky...

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Author's Note:

Please don't complain about the shortness. I've been getting bullied at school and I've been very depressed.

I just wanted to do a quick update for you guys!!

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