There's No Editing THIS Love! [COMPLETED]

34. Confirmation and Planning

You praise Jesus for the fact that Max isn't home right now. He'd probably walk in and ask what you're doing, gasping at what he sees.

Just liked how you gasped, too.

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Positive.

You would probably be saying, "It could always be false," but the fact that you took four tests proves otherwise. Mainly because all four resulted the same.

You called your doctor, explained the situation and the symptoms, and they officially confirmed it. They wanted you to come in anyways just to double check so you agreed.

You texted Max and told him you were going to go "do some errands." He replied, "Okay," and you hurried into your car and on to the doctor's office.

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"You seem to be twelve to sixteen weeks. That'd perfectly explain the small bulge that's forming. And the symptoms. Well, congratulations!"

The doctor's blunt words echoed in your mind as you sat on the edge of yours and Max's bed.

Max.

How were you going to tell him? Most importantly, how would he react? Of course he'd be happy, but you had doubts. What if he isn't ready? Wait, are you ready? You barely just turned twenty and Max is twenty two. You start breathing heavily, going into a panic mode.

"(Y/N)! I'm back! Are you here?"

Max's voice makes you jump and you pull your shirt down.

"Y-Yeah! I'm in the bedroom!"

You take deep breaths as footsteps come up the stairs. The door opens and Max walks in, sitting right next to you.

"You okay, (Y/N)? You look like you've just seen a ghost."

You look in his eyes and fake smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Max looks at you and frowns. "You sure?" He asks, unconvinced.

You roll your eyes and continue to fake it. "I'm fine, Max! I'm sure."

"If you insist... Well, do you feel up to going back to work tomorrow?"

You nod. "Most definitely."

"Great!" Max grins. "We'll have lots of work to do since we missed out today."

"I bet."

"Don't worry, it won't be too bad."

A weird feeling came from your stomach but you ignored it. Thankfully, Max didn't notice. Hopefully he never does until you finally tell him. Whenever that is.

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"Psst! Alesa! Adam! Can I talk to you guys again? It's more important than last time!"

Adam pulled you into his office and closed the door. "What's going on, (Y/N)? Why are we whispering?"

You cough and speak normally, "I went to the doctor yesterday because of some weird things and I found out something interesting."

"What do you mean 'weird things'?" Alesa asks.

"Symptoms, you could say. Nausea, fatigue, vomiting. Those were some. Sound familiar, Alesa?"

Surprisingly, Adam figured it out before she did.

"Oh my God! (Y/N)'s pregnant!" He nearly screamed.

You threw your hands onto his mouth and tried to shush him. "Shut up, Adam! Not so loud! I haven't told Max yet! Ew, Adam! Why you'd lick my hand?!"

"What?! Why haven't you told him yet?!" Alesa shouted.

"Stop yelling! He might hear us! I haven't said anything because I don't know how to tell him!"

"Well," Alesa whispered, "You could do what I did, just a little different. Has the gender been determined yet?"

"No, not yet."

"Wait until it is. Then get pink or blue silly string and spray him with it at work. I did that with Adam."

Adam smiled and sighed dramatically. "Yeah... Mason, our blue silly string."

You laugh and smile, too. "I saw the video on your channel, Alesa. It was cute and a good idea."

"Exactly! So you should do that too! We'll help you!"

You hug the both of them and grin. "Thank you guys so much. I don't know what'd I do without you."

They hug back and the three of you begin to plan.

(A.N. Ugh, another short chapter. Sorry about that. I'll do better!)