Roman Reigns & Ariana Grande Love Story

Ch. 4

Ari's POV:
It's been another month since we started dating. I was at our house in Tampa, Florida, while Roman was in California. I missed him like hell, and when he went to the airport, I went with him.
He didn't stop kissing me, but I knew he had to go, and now I miss him like crap.
"Hey, Ari, are you okay," my best friend, Selena Gomez, asked me.
"Yeah, it's just that I miss Roman so dam much, and I think I'm sick. I've been puking for the past two days non stop," I said drowsily.
I suddenly felt sick, and I ran into the bathroom puking. Selena picked up my hair, and I soon stopped.
"Girl, do you have pregnancy tests," she asked me.
"Are you serious? Hell no," I answered with an agitated tone.
"Ari, I'm gonna go to the pharmacy store and get some pregnancy tests," she said before she left.
She came back a few mintues later with a bag. I took one from her, and I went to the bathroom and did my business.
I waited five minutes, and Selena checked it for me.
"Uh, Ariana, it's a positive," she hollered.
I nearly choked on and spit out my drink. I couldn't be pregnant. I just couldn't.
"No, it isn't possible," I stuttered. I looked at the test, and it did say positive. I started pacing around the living room, thinking about what to do.
"Girl, you shouldn't be worked up with it. You should be excited," she said with a smile.
"I am excited. It's Roman I'm worried about. What if he's not ready for a baby," I asked worriedly.
"It doesn't matter. You don't want an abortion so you'll have to raise it, but just in case, I say we go visit a doctor," she said getting the keys. We left the house, and made it to the hospital.
"Hello, Ms. Grande. How may I help you," she asked me.
"We're good. I had a pregnancy test earlier, and it said positive. I was wondering if you could make sure," I asked her.
We followed her to the ultrasound room. I layed down on the table, and pulled my shirt up enough to where it needed to be.
The nurse put the gel on, and she stuck the remote on my belly on the gel.
She turned on the sound, and I heard a beartbeat. It was my baby's.
"There it is. You are officially pregnant," said the nurse. I asked her not to tell anyone, and she promised she wouldn't tell a single soul. We left, went to the house, packed our bags, and left to the airport.
I still couldn't believe I was pregnant. And I was gonna surprise Roman and the world with the picture of my baby; our baby.
"How long did the nurse say you were prego," asked Sel in my ear.
"One month. I can't believe it. I'm worried about Roman, though. What if he doesn't want the baby," I asked worriedly.
"Ari, if he doesn't want the baby, he'll just have to grow up and accept him. Even if he doesn't love the baby. I'm just saying," she replied.
I fell asleep for like a few minutes, but Selena woke me up before we landed. I got my things, and once we landed, we got our suitcases. We saw our cab come and get us, and he drove us to the hotel we were staying at. My phone started ringing, and I saw the ID. It was Roman.
"Hey, baby. How are you doing?"
"I miss you like shit, Ari. How are you? Are you okay?"
"I'm at home, and Selena's here with me."
"So are you gonna watch the match tonight?"
"Of course. It's WrestleMania, right?"
"Yeah it is. I love you, Ari. You know that, right?"
"Ok. I love you, too, Roman, and yes, I do know that."
"Baby, I gotta go. The security is here."
"Okay, just remember that I'll be supporting you. Even though I'm not there with you at the ring, I'm with you at heart."
"I know, babe, and thanks for being there for me."
"Your welcome, Roman. I'll always be here for you. Bye."
"And I'll always be here for you. Bye, babe."
"Man, the look on his face is gonna be priceless," said Selena.
I just laughed, but it wasn't my normal. I was full of worry and nervousness.
We left to the arena. Roman and John Cena were going at it for the Belt. Roman speared him, and got the pin. I felt tears fall from my eyes, and they were tears of joy and worry.
Selena went to the announcers table, and distracted Roman while I got in the ring, crawled up behind him, got on my knees, pulled his head back, and kissed him.
He was shocked to see me, and Selena was right. The look on his face was priceless.
His face was stained in tears, and more were coming. I kissed his cheek, and all of a sudden, Sheamus hit Roman with a chair and he fell on me. Sheamus quickly slid out of the ring, and I curled up around my stomach, worried about the baby.
Roman helped me up, and he glared at Sheamus. He looked back at me, and I put a hand on my stomach. I wanted a Mic, and a staff member let me use one.
"Everyone, I have something to tell y'all and Roman," I said in pain. My ribs were hurting, but I didn't care about myself. I was worried about the baby.
"Roman, look inside my purse," I continued as I opened my purse to see him grab the pregnancy test. He looked at it with a blank face, and his eyes grew wide. He got a microphone.
"Ariana, what are you doing with this," he asked with a mad tone," Is this some kind of joke?"
I gasped at how rude he was being. I started sobbing, I pulled my phone out, and I put it next to his ear. It was the doctor saying I was pregnant. His mouth fell in open, and he got on his knees, and his head was against the mat. I guess he started sobbing.
He begged for my forgiveness, and I forgave him. I guess he was just stressed, and I couldn't blame him, but I was proud of him for winning the WWE World Heavyweight Championship Belt.
"If anyone didn't understand what that was about, let me narrow it down for you. I'm one month pregnant with Roman's baby," I said as the crowd cheered.
Roman picked me up, and swirled me around while smiling. I was happy for him mostly.
We went backstage, and we went to his locker room. Along the way, Divas and other male wrestlers were congratulating me and Roman for our "bun in the oven."
"Baby, I can't believe your finally gonna be the momma of my child," Roman said as he sat on the couch, and put his head on my lap.
"I'm happy, too, Roman, but I'm happy that I'm here by your side. I missed so much," I said messing with his hair.
"I missed you, too, Ari," he said as he smiled his cheesy smile.
I ended up staying with him, and he said he'd be off for two weeks starting tomorrow. That way we can get the house baby ready.