*Natalie's POV*
I said it. I actually told everybody. This isn't just something I can talk to Tara about anymore. This, my biggest secret revealed. This is no longer a secret. Well me being pregnant. That's no longer a secret. But, the father. That's another huge secret I'm not telling anybody anytime soon!
I was taken out of my trance by being engulfed into many hugs by my best friend and my boyfriend. He was crying and then said;
"I'm going to be a father. I will have a little McGuiness running around here soon. Wow! I have to tell Scooter and plan everything. We will need supplies, clothes, everything. This child, my child will be spoiled. It will grow up to be a respectable person and will have everything he or she dreams of. I'm just.. Wow! My very own child. Natalie, isn't this brilliant, wait. Why are you crying? Aren't you happy?"
I didn't even realize that I was crying until Jay mentioned it. But sure enough, I was crying and I wasn't stopping anytime soon. Now think, what to say, ermmmm...
"I'm just really happy babe. I know how much we both wanted this, I wanted to surprise you and I guess it worked? SURPRISE, haha hehe see, happy right? right? hehe"
I glanced over at Tara and I could see that she knew. She knew I was lying and she was going to ask soon. Well fuck.
*Tara's POV*
It was later that night and all of the lads were getting drunk, as always, to celebrate the news. I got offered a drink, but I turned it down. I cant drink knowing that my best friend, my chummy is hiding something, something important. I walk around until I find her and she is sat, talking happily to Kelsey and Nareesha about clothes and colour schemes for the baby, and she actually seemed happy. Well that was until she looked up and noticed me. Her face dropped and I mean dropped, she looked scared and vulnerable for once and I've never seen her like this. ever. She excused herself from the girls and walked over to me, Before I could say anything I was being dragged upstairs and into the guest room, with Natalie shutting the bedroom door behind me. Seconds, minutes went by and nothing was said, Natalie didn't look up from the ground and I didn't dare open my mouth. I waited and waited until things got too much and I knew I had to say something.
"Chummy? Natalie?"
She looked up from the floor and she seemed calm, collected even. Then she said;
"What? I'M SICK OF ALL THIS NATALIE ARE YOU OK LARK! CAN YOU CLEARLY SEE THAT I'M NOT OK? I'M FUCKING PREGNANT, ALONE AND I'M NOT EVEN IN THE SAME COUNTRY AS THE FATHER TO MY FUCKING BABY! I. AM. NOT. OK."
I processed what she had just said. She is pregnant, She most definitely isn't alone. and WHAT!
