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Ava's P.O.V

I tapped my foot anxiously, watching the time on my phone, waiting for Theo to show up. Today is the family dinner, normally I would be happy, but now I'm dreading it. Everyone except for Scott's mom, and my dad know, about the whole, I might be pregnant situation. "Stiles." I said as he walked past my room, he stopped and looked at me, which he hasn't looked at me the same since before all of this happened. "Promise you won't say anything." I whispered, he nodded staying silent.

I heard the doorbell ring downstairs, making my heart race, here goes nothing. I made my way down the stairs behind Stiles, he went to open the door and I let him, not wanting it to look odd if I raced to beat him. I smiled softly when I saw Theo in the doorway. "Raeken." Stiles nodded, letting him come in, an annoyed look on my brothers face. "Stiles." Theo did the same as his, except not looking angry. "Hey, baby." Theo whispered kissing me quickly, I gave him a look when he pulled away, "we agreed not to use that nick name, under these circumstances, remember?" I whispered, putting a smile on my face as I saw Melissa watching us.

"Right." He breathed out before turning towards the kitchen, where everyone seemed to gather. "Theo, how's it going in the new apartment?" My dad asked, clueless to all the tension between us teenagers. "Good." He answered, being the best at hiding any conflict, "maybe a little too good." Stiles grumbled under his breath, Scott smacked his arm as he was standing right next to him. "What was that, son?" Our dad asked, looking over at him, I glared at Stiles and he gave the same look back to me. "Nothing, just talking to myself." He lied.

***

I felt relief wash over me, as Melissa started a conversation as we ate, making the awkward silence dissipate. Theo's hand rested on my knee, comfortingly squeezing it before he excused himself to go to the bathroom. I stood up, starting to clear the table, it felt odd. Thinking of how, one day, maybe much sooner than I ever thought it would be, I would be cleaning the table off for my child. The thought made me happy, but nervous. I need to talk to Theo about this, so I'm prepared when we find out. If he wants nothing to do with me afterwards than that's his own fault.

"Ava." My dad said getting my attention as I put some plates down on the counter, his hands in the water washing the others. "Yeah?" I replied, giving him a soft smile, "you don't look so good, are you feeling okay?" He asked, if felt like the color drained from my face, "I'm fine, just a little tired." I partially lied, my dad recruited Theo to finish helping with dishes, before ordering me to go sit down, claiming that I looked exhausted. I didn't want to argue so I agreed, giving Theo a final wary glance as I left the kitchen, curling up, on my phone, in the corner of the couch.

I glanced up and sighed as Stiles sat next to me, I set my phone to the side, waiting to see if he would talk to me. "Are you scared?" He asked, seeming like he was finally concerned about me in this whole situation instead of just being judgmental and angry. I nodded, "a little." I answered, he raised an eyebrow. "A little or a lot?" He asked, a playful smile pulling on his lips, the same phrase he used whenever I was upset and younger. "A lot." I gave in, he nodded, pulling me closer.

"Whatever happens, just know that I'll be there for you... and the possible baby." He whispered the end, right before everyone suddenly came in. I nodded, making myself look less emotional before showing my face to everyone.

***

"It's a simple freaking question, Theo." I sighed, tugging at my hair as he found multiple ways to dodge the answer of my question, "I want what you want." He said, I rolled my eyes, "cut the crap, please!" I snapped. "Just tell me!" I added, leaning against his kitchen counter facing him, "I don't know what I want!" He shouted. Two days, we've been having this argument for two days, it's been over two weeks since... well you know. I still haven't taken a test, because I'm scared, nervous, and I still haven't gotten a straight answer from Theo about what he thinks.

"Forget it, I'm gonna get a test and take it, then you better know what the hell you're gonna gonna do." I said calmly, grabbing my purse and storming out. He didn't try and follow me, he just watched me, probably having a million things on his mind. I threw my car in reverse and backed out, wanting to get this over with, even debating about not going back to his apartment to take the test. I sent him a quick text while I sat at the stop sign, telling him I wasn't coming back to his place.

I tried to ignore the judgmental looks I got while I looked at the large selection of tests, I heard a faintly familiar voice in the distance but ignored it, looking around I saw no one I knew so I continued on with my business. Finally I just grabbed one of the more expensive ones, deciding it would be more accurate than the others.

I gasped when I practically ran into someone as I exited one of the isles, "Parrish." I mumbled, more to myself than him, I instantly hid the test behind my back. "Sorry, Ava." He apologized with a smile before moving to the side letting me pass. I hurried away after I told him it was fine, thankfully there was no line at the register. An older man was ringing me up, I tried to avoid looking him in the face as much as possible, when I glanced up to take my receipt he was giving me such a disapproving look and I scowled before walking off. He has no right to judge me.

***

My alarm had been going off for at least a solid minute before Stiles came into my room, "turn that thing off." He groaned, reaching over and tapping the screen. The alarm stopped and he looked down at me as I felt my eyes burn with tears. "I'm afraid to look." I whispered, looking down at my hands that were covering the test on my desk, I couldn't sit still in the bathroom so I had came in here. "Is it?" He asked, knowing I would understand what it was, that he was referring to. I nodded slowly, lifting my gaze to him, "it's gonna be okay." He assured me, pulling my footstool up next to me so he could sit.

"Dads gonna hate me if I am." I cried, Stiles immediately shook his head, "he won't, you know that." He sighed, rubbing my shoulder, "look at it." He demanded, knowing I never would if he didn't make me. I pulled my hands back and looked at it in shock for a minute, Stiles patiently waited for me to say something. I didn't, the tears just started rolling down my cheeks. I hugged him, not believing what it said, I watched from the corner of my eye as he referred to the box about what it meant. "Uncle Stiles kinda has a nice ring to it." He joked, quietly, I normally would've laughed but I couldn't believe it.

"You have to tell him." Stiles whispered, pushing me back, the tears still rolling freely, "Theo, then dad when he gets home tonight." I told myself, looking at my phone but to nervous to pick it up. Stiles placed my phone in my hand and got up, leaving me to call Theo. His phone continued to ring, but then went to his voicemail, I hung up and tried again.. and again, still nothing. I sighed and decided to leave a voicemail, "Theo, I-uh-you know what. Just call me when you can... love you." I whispered the end, not sure where we even stood after all of this.