Tristan and Miles: Baby Hollingsworth (BOYXBOY)

Chapter 5 Bad News

Authors note: Hi everyone! I hope you're enjoying the story!!! Xoxo my sweeties! I love you all ❤

Tristan's POV

And that phone call was all it took to turn my whole life into a pile of blubbering mess. After the news I texted Miles. We weren't in good terms but I needed him. I needed the father of my baby and I just don't know what I'd do if he wasn't here. My mom rushes into my room as I laid there, staring up at the ceiling.

"Honey, are you okay?" My mom asked as she brought in a plate of cookies and milk. I folded my arms and shook my head sadly. How could I let something happen to this baby? Miles was probably gonna be so angry with me because he knew how stubborn I was. I should've listened. I looked up to see Miles who immediately rushed to me. I wanted him to hug me so I opened my arms. He did. I couldn't help it. I had to let it out. I cried. I held onto Miles and cried. My mom stared at us confused. Miles slowly pulled away from me and made me lay down. He caressed my back.

"What's going on?!" My mom asked. Miles cleared his throat.

I looked up at her and tried to wipe my tears. "Mom, I got a call from the clinic about my blood work and they found something wrong with the baby..." I sobbed. My mom looked down to the ground and shook her head in denial. I looked up to see my best friend, Zoë standing at my doorway. She nodded sadly. She knew. Miles told her.

"It's gonna be okay,guys. Let's just not worry until we have to," Miles tried to be positive but I could definitely tell that he was worried. I looked at my mom, waiting for her to say anything else.

"Mom?" I saw her shaking her head.

"Miles, your mom needs to tell you something. You have to tell her about this and then you'll know what you need to know," my mom walked out my room. That was...weird. Zoë sat on the edge of my bed and sighed.

"So what else did the clinic say?" She asked as she rubbed my feet.

"Well...we have another appointment tomorrow. But not at the clinic. They've scheduled us at St. Michael's," I told them.

"I'm gonna go home right now and let my folks know about this.." he said as he headed to the door.

"Miles..." he smiled at me. It was a warm smile. One I had missed.

"I'll be back, sweetie. I'll sleep over tonight. Zoë maybe you two should go out for a bite," He said as he took out his wallet out. He gave Zoë a $100 bill. She rolled her eyes.

"It's fine, Miles. We're just gonna eat here. I'll make him something,"

Miles nodded and blew me a kiss. I stared at Zoë and I could tell by the way she looked at me that she felt pain. She felt what I felt. She scooted on the bed and laid beside me.

"It's gonna be okay, Tris. I'm here for you. Baby will be okay," I closed my eyes and held my besties hand. I prayed with all my heart that it was gonna be okay. I had to have faith. I had to hope.

Miles' POV

I immediately rushed home and went up to my room to grab a few things. I figured I should pack for a week just in case the parentals kicked me out for getting someone knocked up at 17. I got my things and headed down stairs to see that no one was in the living room. I went to the dining room and there I saw everyone having dinner. My dad looked at me and shook his head as he cut into his steak.