Younower Imagines

36 | Mikey Barone

You paced the floor in the bathroom, these couple minutes feeling like a lifetime.

You and Mikey can't take care of a baby.

Not with him being on tour all the time. How would you even tell him?

You were both still teenagers, only 17 and 18 years old that is very young to be parents.

Thirty seconds left. Fifteen. Ten. Five. It was time to look now. You closed your eyes briefly, picking up the little stick holding the information of your entire future.

"Oh my God." Tears began pouring from your eyes as you looked down, a feeling of fear filling you.

You covered your mouth with one hand, not sure whether you were more happy or scared, throwing the test into the little metal bin.

"Hey, Y/N! You almost finished in there?" You heard Bryce call from the other side of the door. You took a deep, shaky breath.

"Yeah, Bryce. Hold on." You frantically wiped at the tear stains on your cheeks, before opening the door.

"Were you crying in there?"

"Uh, yeah?." I say, not sure why but regretting it after.

His eyes searched yours for an answer. "Are you okay? Come here, tell me what's wrong."
He pulled you into a tight hug.

You wrapped your arms around his waist, taking yet another shaky breath.

"Bryce... I'm pregnant."
He pulled back, holding you at arms reach.

"What? That's so amazing! Did you just find out?"
You let a teary giggle slip out.

"Yeah. But I don't know how to tell Mikey. I feel like he might get kinda pissed. We were so careful."

"Y/N, look at me. He won't be mad, I think he'll be really happy." He smiled down at you. (BC HES A FUCKING GIRAFFE)

"Really?"

"Really. And if he isn't, I'll punch him in the face."
You laughed, a little bit of weight lifted off your shoulders.

"Thanks Bryce, your the best" I say, kissing his cheek.

I decided to head over to Mikeys house to tell him.

I opened the front door and headed up to his bedroom to find him sitting in front of the computer editing a video.

"Hey baby" I say, walking over to him.

"Hey princess, sorry I've been busy editing" he spins around on the chair, grabbing my waist and sitting me on his lap.

"I have some news to tell you" he says with his lit up in happiness.

Oh no.

"Oh me too" I reply uneasily "you go first".

"I'm going on tour!" He sounds so happy.

"Oh my god Mikey I'm so happy for you!" I exclaim hugging him.

"Ok what did you wanna tell me?" He looks up distracted "oh it doesn't matter".

"When do you leave for the tour?" I ask "I think it's Next Wednesday?" He sounds unsure.

"How long are you away for?"

"4 months" he says, before pulling out a list on his phone "we are going to like 40 states and then some places in Canada".

He rambles on about tour for a few hours before I say I need to go home "hey babe are you sure you're ok? You seemed a bit off today" he asks as I walk out the door "I'm fine".

When I got home I got a text from Bryce.

- Hey did you tell him? When is your appointment at the doctors ?

I laugh at his support.

- Yeah I told him today and my appointment is next Wednesday.

I felt bad for lying to Bryce but by the time Bryce and Mikey talked next they would be on tour for 4 months. Problem solved.

I was on my way to my doctors appointment, I parked my car next to a black Range Rover much like Mikey's.

Last night me and Mikey fell asleep on FaceTime saying goodbye, he hung up at 2 this morning because he had to leave for the airport.

I was waiting on a call or text anytime soon from Mikey breaking up with me when Bryce says something about me being pregnant thinking Mikey knows.

I walked into the hospital reception and signed in telling the lady why is was here before she directed me to the correct waiting room.

I push open the double doors of the waiting room which is almost empty except for one person, I look over at them and my hands clasp over my mouth.

Mikey.

"Why wouldn't you tell me?" He asks, making my way over to him.

"I was scared" I cry into his chest as he hold me close with both his arms secured behind my back.

"How did you know?" I ask, looking up "Bryce mentioned it when he asked 'so do you guys know when the baby is due'" he laughs.

"Don't ever think that just because I'm busy I won't have time for you" he explains, holding me at arms length.

"Wait Mikey aren't you meant to be flying right now?" He shakes his head "my family are more important" he kisses my temple.

"Mrs & Mr Barone would you like to come through" the nurse ask, leading us through.

"Did you use my last name ?" He laughs snaking his arm around my waist.

"Well yeah, I wanted him to have his daddy's name" he raises an eyebrow at me "It's gonna be a girl" he states, this argument carried on throughout my whole pregnancy.

8 months later I had a baby boy, Issac Riley Barone.