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You're Pregnant, and Don't Think You're Ready-(Luke Kuechly)

It has a happy ending. I promise :)

 (Y/N)-Your Name (Y/L/N)-Your Last Name 

You waited nervously for the results from the doctor. Every second that went by, made you more miserable. You weren't ready for children, you were only 21, Luke was only one year older. The doctor came in. "Congratulations Miss (Y/L/N) you're pregnant" she smiled. You got up and left before you could hear her finish.

You hopped into your car, and rested your head or the steering wheel. I'm not ready to be a mom. Damn-it. Your phone rang, interrupting your pity party. Luke's name lit up the screen. "Hey" you answered, trying to keep from crying. "(Y/N), where are you? I never get home before you." "I just ran out to pick a few things up" you lied.

"Alright,-" "Luke, I better go. I'm about to get to the register. And you know how cashiers are about people talking on the phone" you joked, your heart breaking. "Yeah, well I'm going to order some pizza, you okay with pepperoni?" Tears fell from your face. "Just order anything, gotta go, bye." You threw the phone down and bawled your eyes out.

Once you finally pulled yourself together, you wiped your face off, and drove home. When you pulled into the drive way you could see Luke paying for the pizza. You got out the car, mind scattered from what you had just found out. You walked past the delivery man and into the house. .

"Where are the groceries?" You froze. You didn't go to the store. "I um.." You couldn't make up any lies." He sat the pizza down on the counter. "Are you cheating on me?" "Luke, no-" "So why are you becoming so distant?You know you can tell me anything right?" "It's nothing" you said, going up to your bedroom. You went into the bathroom and lifted your shirt up.

There would'nt be any changes yet, but the fact that there was a living being inside of you... A wave of nausea come over you, and you threw up in the toilet. You flushed it, and sat on the floor, with a heavy heart.

-One Week Later-

You woke up at 1:34 PM. Today was the day. After today there would no longer be a baby inside of you. You climbed out of bed and took a shower. Luke and you haven't talked much since he accused you of cheating. It hurt you. You put on your Carolina Panthers hoodie, some skinny jeans and some low-cut, black converse.

Luke was away at practice as usual, and with your appointment you knew you would have to make up an excuse of where you were. He would'nt believe you anyway. You drove the 20 minute drive to the abortion clinic. Alright, deep breathes. You climbed out of the car, and went inside. You signed the pad at the front and took a seat looking at magazines to try calm your mind. "Miss (Y/L/N)?" a nurse called.

You placed the magazine back in the holder. The nurse led you down a plain hallway. A women passed you with a solemn look on her face, looking dead inside. "The doctor will be with you shortly" she informed, happily. She handed you a gown before she left. You changed and took a seat on the cot. Around the room were a few posters about abortions. Pamphlets laid on the table, they were also about abortion. 

The doctor walked into the room. "Hello" he greeted. He put germ-X on his hand and then his gloves. He talked to you about the procedure, and you laid back, so it could began. You gulped nervously as the doctor picked up a tool of the table. Tears piled up in your eyes before it could even touch you. "Miss (Y/N)? Are you alright?" You got up and grabbed your clothes. "I can't do this" you cried. "I-I can't kill my baby.."

The doctor nodded and  left the room, so you could get changed. You threw your clothes on and ran out of the room. You could hear the vacuum, in a room you passed, instantly making you sick. When you got out to the parking lot, you got in your car and raced home. Luke's car was parked in the driveway. You practically ran into the house.

"Luke? Luke where are you?" He walked into the living room. "(Y/N)? Why are you crying?" You went up to him, took his large hands and placed them on your flat stomach. His jaw dropped. "You're-?" You nodded. "I am." What is he going to say? He lifted you up, his face full of excitement. "I'm going to be a dad!" he yelled. "Babe, is this what you were hiding from me? This is great!" He kissed you passionately. You could imagine it now...a little Luke running around the house...

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