2 weeks later.
Demi's Pov.
Something came into my mouth in my sleep, "Oh shit." I ran to the bathroom and threw up. Quickly, I put my hand on my forehead, "I'm not sick."
I ran back to my room, picked up the phone and dialed Joe's number. "Hello?" I heard him yawn, "Joe! It's Demi!" I yelled into the phone, "Whoa, what Dems?" he asked, worried.
"I just threw up and I'm fucking scared!" I took a few deep breaths, "Baby, what did you eat the past few days?" he sighed. "Just what I always eat. I'm so fucking worried right now, I need you!" I cried.
"Alright, I'll be right over." he hung up, I sat on the couch and cried my eyes out. What the fuck happened?
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I heard a knock on the door and I ran to answer it. "Joe!" I hugged him tight, "Dems!" he kissed my head, "What's wrong babe?"
"I threw up this morning and I have a huge headache. I'm so scared." I walked over to the couch, "Wait, you mean you think you're pregnant?" he looked at me, I nodded.
"Maybe you just ate something bad." he sat next to me, "It can't be. I didn't get my period or anything." I looked over at him, "If I'm pregnant would you leave me?"
"I would NEVER, and I repeat NEVER do that. Why would you even think that? Dems, don't be scared, even if you are pregnant, you should be happy. I am." he chuckled a little, "But I'm only twenty one, Joe." I looked down, "my parents are gonna kill me."
"No they're not. They love you, they will support you. Selena's mom gave birth to her when she was sixteen. It's okay." he smiled. "I guess you're right. I shouldn't be so stressed out about this." I looked up at him.
"Yep, you need to stay calm. I'll call Nick and tell him to buy a test." he got out his phone, "Umm, don't you think it would be awkward if someone sees Nick with a pregnancy test?" I giggled, "Good point, I'll call Selena." he laughed.
"But what if Selly gets mad?" I put on a puppy face, "If she gets mad, she's not really your friend." he looked at me sternly, "Joe, can we just keep this to ourselves?" I grabbed his phone away from him. "Demi, this is my baby too. I think we should at least let my family know." he smiled slightly.
"Fine, whatever." I let out a sigh. "I love you.." he squeezed me tight, "I hate you toooo." I sang, "You idiot." he poked my stomach. "Shut up." I giggled, "Alright, alright." he rolled his eyes.
"Don't yo roll yo eyes at meh." I put my hand on my hip, "I likey rolly my eyees." he said like a little kid, "Well I likey smacky you in the heady." I smacked him lightly, "That hurt Demi Wemi." he frowned, "Oh shut up Joey Poey." I laughed.
"Poey?" he raised a brow, "Yes Poey, you're lucky I didn't say Poopy." I pushed him a little, "I think I like poopy better." he said, "Fine Poopy. You smell like poop." I scootched back a little, "Oh, sorry that was Frankie's dog." he looked under his shoe.
"Eww." I stood up. "Nah, I'm just kidding." he stood up also, "Whatever you say." I took his shoe and put it in the sink, "Hey! I said I was just kidding!" he followed me, "Too late, sorry Joey Poopy." I snickered and walked away.
"Fuck you." he walked towards the door, "Where ya going Joey Poopy?" I teased, "Home." he opened the door, "No....stay with me." I pulled him over. "Fine." he pecked my lips.
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3 more chapters to go! WHOOO HOO!
