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i dropped the packet to the floor. there was no way in hell this was true. kian and i were just rekindling our relationship. i didn't want a pregnancy right away. in the future i wanted to have another baby, but not this soon. i pulled out my phone, attempting to slow my breathing a little bit.

"hello?" my breathing didn't get any calmer when i heard his voice. i started crying almost instantly.

"jc, i don't know what to do. i- he is going to be so mad," i cried. he attempted to calm me down before continuing on with the conversation.

"alli, you can never do anything bad enough to make him leave you. what happened?" he asked.

"i'm pregnant," i whsipered. he cursed under his breath on the other end of the line.

"god, alli. who's is it?" i almost choked then and there.

"god dammit, jc. it's kian's baby. i don't sleep around you jerk." he sighed, almost relieved on the other end.

"alli, he is not going to be mad, okay? just tell him. i have to go to a meeting, but just promise to take care of yourself and tell kian. love you." and then the line went dead.

i did the only logical thing i could do at this point. it wasn't exactly logical, it was more impulsive to be honest. i called my land lord, told her my circumstance and she agreed to reimburse me for the last month.

in two hours flat, i had every piece of clothing ripped out of our closets and stuffed into suitcases and boxes. i had everything in our apartment in boxes or in the trash. within the next twelve hours, everything was packed, i had arranged for our stuff to be delivered to california, and i had tickets booked. it was definitely not a logical way to do this, but it was the way i decided to do it anyways.

at eight o'clock at night, i was rushing around the airport, trying to get us to the terminal. i felt so dumb running around doing all of this, just because of a little news. but it was so worth it.

grayson was a bit confused, but eventually just fell asleep and let me drag him all over god's creation. this was such an irrational idea, and i never thought about what would happen when i got to california.

by the time i got there it would be almost one in the morning and kian would most likely be asleep. i might not have been able to get into the house. i was the queen of making impulsive decisions without thinking, which is one of the main reasons my closet and makeup collection were so big.

i played with my phone, hoping the time would go by quicker. it made no difference, only seeming to go by slower. i groaned, still rocking grayson back and forth. i threw my messy hair into a ponytail, looking down at the sleeping boy in my arms. he clung to my sweatshirt, his thumb gently resting between his lips. it was hard to believe i made him, mostly because he looked so much like kian.

i looked down, past grayson, to my stomach. maybe this wasn't such a bad idea. maybe this would work out like i'm praying it does. that our baby will be happy and healthy and there will be no complications. but those type of things only happen in movies, and defiinitely not in my life.

i carefully lifted grayson into my arms, and carried him towards where they were currently boarding the plane. i settled him into his seat, carefully pulling the seatbelt across his lap. he leaned closer to the armrest, still clinging to my arm. my phone buzzed once, making me dig it out of my very messy purse.

kian: goodnight. less than two months until i (hopefully) get to see you again xx

alli: goodnight. hope you sleep really well. we miss you bunches!

i curled closer to grayson, closing my eyes a little bit. i didn't intend on falling asleep, but watching the clouds go by was beautiful and made me extremely tired. i couldn't help but doze off a little bit.

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sorry this is so short. half of it got deleted and it could not remember any of it for the life of me :((

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