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How He Finds Out You're Having A Baby

An;; so I know not everyone reading this will be a female and so this may be a stupid one to post, but I thought the idea overall was quite cute. If you want, you can picture it differently (finding out you can adopt, manpreg etc.). I hope you enjoy and requests are still open. Also, comment which one is your favourite.
Lucifer xoxo

Kier-Unbreakable Hearts
   They had done it. Your boyfriends band, 'fearless vampire killers' had finally been able to go ahead and release their second feature length album, 'unbreakable hearts', after months of being told it wasn't good enough. They had doubted themselves so many times, been so close to giving up, but they had finally pulled through and you couldn't be happier for them. Their career was finally taking off in ways they had never expected.
    Yet you found it impossible to be completely happy. All around you the band and fans alike were celebrating the release of the album, but you couldn't bring yourself to join in, because tonight was the night you had been dreading. Tonight was the night you had to tell your boyfriend you were carrying his child, but you wanted him to have nothing to do with it, so his career wasn't ruined. Fuck, what should you even say?
     Seeing Kier walk at from a large group of people you spotted your chance and rushed up to him before anyone else could get there, knowing that if you didn't do it now you probably never would. He looked surprised to see you so flustered but smiled nonetheless, not even protesting as you dragged him outside, though from the expression on his face you could tell he was worried and confused.
  "Kier, I have to talk to you, and I just need you to listen carefully and not speak until I'm done, okay?" You questioned, instantly receiving a confused nod from Kier. "Okay, so a few weeks ago I had terrible sickness, which I later discovered wasn't an illness...but rather, a baby. I don't even know how it happened as we were so careful, b-but it did" you swallowed hard." I know you're probably really mad right now, and I understand if you want nothing to do with it, in fact, I think it's better if you don't. You have a career in front of you kier, I'm sorry if I'm the one to jeopardise that"
  "Baby, don't be silly, how could I not want anything to do with my own child? Why didn't you tell me before now?" he questioned, his voice filling with hurt at the fact that you'd only just told him about the baby now. You looked down guiltily.
  " I tried to...but I was scared you'd hate me for ruining your career" you whispered almost inaudibly.
  "baby, listen, I love you so much, and I would never leave you, no matter what. I want to be a part of our babies life, and before you start, this is more important than my career. I just wish I'd found out sooner. Please in future don't keep things from me, I could never be mad at you, especially over something like this" Kier whispered gently, stroking your hair soothingly.

Drew-Cyrprus
You and Drew has been together for the best part of three years, and you had to admit, your relationship was going swimmingly- you could actually see yourself growing old with this guy. The only thing was, you hadn't admitted these thoughts to Drew in case he found it weird and didn't picture the two of you together in a few years time. You had tried to reassure yourself that he wouldn't have stuck around for such a long time if he didn't see a future and would have moved on to someone else, but you didn't want to bring up the issue.
      So when Drew had suggested the pair of you go on your first holiday as a couple, you had jumped at the chance and instantly booked the earliest ticket abroad you could find. In the end the pair of you settled on going to cyrprus, which was perfect as it was one of the most romantic places you could think of. You had so many expectations of what the week was going to be like. But of course, none of that went to plan.
   The moment you got off the plane in cyrprus, you threw up and the sickness carried on for the next few days of your trip, getting worse as time passed on. At first, you'd hoped it would pass and you would be able to enjoy the rest of your holiday, but as the week passed, it looked less and less likely and you were absolutely miserable.
    So here you were, throwing up over a toilet whilst Drew dutifully held back your hair on what was supposed to be the most romantic week of your life. You had never been more miserable in your entire life and you weren't even sure why. You had just been feeling strangely hormonal lately. Sighing, you slowly sat up and leaned against Drew for support, still sat on the bathroom floor. Drew instantly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close. You couldn't help it anymore. You buried your face in his chest and began crying.
  "Y/n, what's wrong? Don't cry, whatever it is, we can sort it out" Drew soothed, looking at you worriedly.
  "Everything! I had expected this week to be perfect but all I've done is throw up the whole time and ruin everything! I'm never usually sick and then as soon as we get here I'm suddenly ill and my hormones are everywhere" you explained feverently, tears of anguish rolling down your cheeks.
   "Y/n, other than throwing up, have you felt ill at all?" You shook your head slowly at Drew's words.
  "Is there the slightest chance you could be...you know." You looked at him blankly. "Pregnant?" He elaborated. You thought for a moment, before nodding gently as everything fell into place in your head.
  "Yeah, I think there is a fair chance" you muttered quietly, completely in shock. The pair of you sat there in silence for a few minutes, neither of you knowing what to say. This was it, you knew it. This was the day that Drew Woolnough would finally leave your side.
   "Y/n, I just want you to know....this doesn't change anything between us. I'll still continue to be there for you...and the baby. I haven't really admitted this to you, but I always saw us with a future and kids and stuff, and I really couldn't be happier"

Shane-hypochondria
  "Shane, this totally isn't necessary" you hissed at your boyfriend for what seemed like the twenty seventh time that morning, sighing down at him from you were perched atop a hospital bed, totally unamused. You had been slightly sick for the past few days, and like the complete hyperchodriact he was, Shane had pestered you to go to the doctors for days, until you had eventually given in begrudgingly. He was so worried and caring for you, yet you couldn't help but be slightly annoyed as you'd been here hours for something you knew would only be a stomach bug and caused your boss to be ridiculously mad with you.
  "Look baby, I know this is frustrating, but what if it turns out to be something serious? You've been throwing up every morning for the past three weeks and it doesn't seem to be stopping. I'm worried about you okay?" Shane explained carefully, causing you to sigh softly with guilt.
  "I know, I'm sorry baby. But I promise you, I'm fine" you sighed. At the moment, the door burst open to reveal the brunette nurse from earlier, clutching a clipboard. You both sat up straighter.
  "Hello again y/n and mr Sumner, it's a pleasure to see you and Im sorry it took so long to collect your results" me and Shane both took in a deep breath, a thousand thoughts rushing through both our minds as to what could be wrong with me. The nurse clearly noted our worried expressions. "Don't worry, it's nothing life threatening. You're just pregnant"
  "Pregnant?" I questioned, completely shocked.
  "Are you sure?" Shane checked in disbelief.
  "Positive. Congratulations you two" the nurse beamed, and Shane squeezed my hand gently, his way of silently letting me know that everything was going to be okay.

Laurence-Adoption
You and Laurence had wanted a child for as long as the pair of you could remember, ever since your relationship got serious and it became apparent you both wanted this. You had both tried and tried, but after many attempts and multiple IVF treatments, it became apparent that it wasn't possible. You were both devastated but you had agreed not to let it get you down or make you give up, that you would just have to try something else. That something else was obviously adoption.
  You and Laurence had been through the arduous process and interviews and had finally been approved to adopt, now all you needed was for a child to become available. You were excited of course, but you knew not to get your hopes up too much as it could take a while for your dream to become a reality.
  You walked into the house, your arms laden with shopping bags. You and Laurence usually both went shopping together, but as he had pulled his back, he was in bed, leaving you to carry the heavy shopping bags yourself. Sighing loudly, you placed the bags on the counter and let out a gasp of relief. As you turned around to make yourself a coffee, you noticed a sealed envelope underneath the letter box and picked it up curiously, realising that it was addressed to you. Slowly, you peeled open the letter, letting out a squeak after you read it and realised it was a letter informing you that a child had come along for you to adopt.
   "Laurence come quick" you yelled excitedly, forgetting all about your boyfriends pain in your happiness. He stumbled into the living room, a pained expression on his face. You barely even noticed as you thrusted the letter into his face and watched him read it happily, giggling as his face lit up and he picked you up and began twirling you around the living room.

Luke
   Dear Luke,
I've imagined myself saying these words to you a thousand times, but they have never came out just the way I've wanted them to in my head, or I've chickened out last minute like the wuss I am. The thing is, I'd never be much use at telling this stuff to anyone, but with you, it's even harder as you're the only person in the world who I give a fuck about how they think of me. It would be so much easier if you had just been some drunk randomer who I got caught up in the moment with, or some casually guy I slept with, rather than my best friend. All I ever wanted was to make you happy and make you proud of me, but instead, I'm sure you're reading this letter with shame.
   To you, that night was just a drunken mistake, and that's probably the way you want it stay. But I couldn't live with myself if I didn't tell you, as I know one day you would end up hating me for me. I'm pregnant. That's the thing I had to say to you, that thing I've been so scared of admitting to you, and even myself. The baby is a hundred percent yours, but if you don't want it to be, that's doesn't have to mean anything. You can be as involved as you want, or just stay away completely. I'm sorry you had to find out like this, but you know what I'm like. I get anxious about my own shadow, so you can imagine how I feel about this, how much sleep I've lost over it.
  Im Sorry if I've ruined everything between the two of us, but I hope we can still be friends.
  Yours forever,
Y/N