Our honeymoon was over and it was time to go to work! Thankfully I loved my job.
Ross and I get to the office but I had an odd feeling. Meh.
The month passes and I haven't had my....*cough cough * period! *cough cough*. I started to freak out. I ran to Adam's house. I ran! Not drove. I said fuck it and booked it! I banged on the door in a panic. "(Y/n) what are you doing here?," Adam asked.
"I need ask Alesa.," I said kinda scared and out of breath.
After telling her everything she told me to take a pregnancy test. She had some so I used one of her's. I waited for what seemed like hours. Then.........it said positive.... i screamed. Adam and Alesa ran in to see if I was okay. Adam saw the pregnancy test and he started to freak and so did Alesa. "You're going to be a mommy!," she said happily. I was terrified.
Adam drove me home. I thanked him and walked inside. Ross must of been worried because as soon as I walked in he hugged me tightly. "Um...Ross," I said kinda nervous. "Well I'm pregnant, " I said shaking. He froze. Looking at me in disbelief he said, "what?" I told him again. He started to jump up and down happily. Annoyed Max and Tim walks out from their rooms. "What the hell is going on?," Max said. Ross told them happily and proudly. The congratulated us then told us to be quiet. We both laughed. This is great. I feel lucky.
That night Ross kept talking to my stomach aka the little human growing in me. It was adorable. As he did I stoked his hair gently.
