Unbreakable (Book 2 of Unexpected)

There Goes My Life

Avi's POV

"When does the tour start? I know you said..."

The rest of the words went in one ear and out the other. I sat silently on the couch, Draco sleeping soundly next to me while Ivy stood in front of me asking something about the tour. But I wan't listening. I probably should have been but I couldn't. I was too wrapped up in my emotions.

It's been a few weeks since I found out about the pregnancy, and I still couldn't believe it. I remained quiet, able to tell by her movements that Ivy was still talking. I tried tuning in, but it didn't work. I couldn't quit staring at her stomach. There was a human in there. A human that was about to start causing both of us hell.

The first few days after I found out, I couldn't sleep. I was too happy. Ivy would occasionally wake up and find me with my head in my hands bawling like...well a baby, but she never seemed to mind. That's one thing I loved about her. She was hardheaded and stubborn sometimes but she always seemed to be okay with my sensitivity. And now she was carrying a child. My child.

As the days passed though, I couldn't help but start getting up in the middle of the night and going outside just to breathe. It was overwhelming. Of course I was still happy, but I didn't know if I was ready to be a father. I didn't know what was going to happen with the band either. I hated the thought of touring and leaving Ivy alone with a child, but it was also my dream and she knew that. But this was also my kid and I knew that.

Money wasn't an issue. The future almost was, at least in my mind. If I did keep up with the group, I didn't want her to feel like she was always doing all the work. That was probably my worst fear at the moment. That and me dropping the baby. And what about school? It couldn't go without an education. The three main choices were either I quit the band and stay with Ivy so he or she could go to school, I stay with the band and leave Ivy when I'm on tour so he or she can go to school, or they could come with us and we could hire a private teacher. That one was personally my favorite because I could keep doing what I love, Ivy could stay with me, and he or she would get to experience the world.

But that was years from now. I wasn't sure about a lot of stuff in the near future or the far future, but I did know I wasn't letting that baby grow up without a father.

"...vi? Avi? AVI!"

"Huh? Sorry...I kind of zoned out," I said apologetically, rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

I watched as Ivy knelt down in front of me, giving me one of her toothy grins. Gosh I loved those. "I know. I've been trying to get your attention for over five minutes. When's the tour start?"

"Three weeks," I said as I leaned down and gently kissed her forehead. "And don't forget. We have that doctor's appointment in two."

She stood up and reached over, running her fingers through Draco's fur. "I know," she said as I took in her appearance. She wasn't quite as thin as she was when I found out, but she was still beautiful. I could see the barely noticeable bump underneath her tank top and couldn't help but smile. "I'll be back."

Before I could say anything, she ran off and I could hear the bathroom door slam shut. It was a sound I was used to, and strangely enough, it was like music to my ears.

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"Are you sure? I really don't mind going in with you," I said, occasionally glancing over at Ivy as we drove to the doctor's office.

"If you ask one more time, I'm taking you back home," she said, even though she reached over and took my hand. "I'm sure. I wanna talk to the doctor about some things and I don't think you'd feel comfortable listening to us talk about ovaries," she replied.

I couldn't help but cringe at the thought and nod. "Alright alright, fine. I'll wait in the waiting room." The rest of the ride was quiet but comfortable. Once we arrived, I got out and ran over, opening her door for her. "Don't argue."

She held her hands up in defense, earning a small chuckle from me as we walked in. After signing in, we took a seat, and she immediately grabbed one of the magazines and began looking through it. It was weird. She seemed to be glowing, but it was nice on her. I glanced down to her ever-growing belly, smiling as she rested her head on my shoulder.

Unable to help myself, I reached over and rested my hand over her stomach, gently moving my thumb in small circles. She looked up at me through her lashes before returning to her magazine. "Ivy Summers?"

She stood up and quickly kissed my cheek. "I'll be back," she said and disappeared into the back with the nurse. The only people left were me and this young couple. I watched them quietly, curiously. They seemed scared.

"What is everyone else gonna think? What are my parents gonna think? Hell, strangers are gonna think I'm irresponsible." I hated it, but I was eavesdropping. They were probably teens. I got up and walked over, sitting across from them.

"I think everything happens for a reason," I said, catching their attention. I noticed the boy glance down at my hand curiously.

"Of course you do. You're probably married," he said as he stared at me.

I shook my head and sat back. "I'm not. I'm not even thirty yet and the woman I'm not even engaged to is back there. What's your story?"

They seemed hesitant, but finally answered. "We got drunk at a party one night. It was an accident. What would you know about that?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

"I know you're thinking how you're possibly gonna be able to care for a child. Money, responsibility, the fact that another human is dependent on you to keep them alive. You're what? In high school? You're always busy. Scared you won't be able to spend time with your child." That stared at me dumbfounded. "I have those feelings too. Always being on tour. Thousands of strangers I have to please every night. I'll end up sleeping or writing or recording all day. My biggest fear is not spending time with my child."

"Touring? What do you play?" the girl asked shyly.

"My voice. It's an a Capella band," I said before continuing. "You're scared of what people will think of you? Think about how lucky you are. My girlfriend's chances of getting pregnant were practically zero, yet here we are. I don't think you're irresponsible. The only way you could be is not caring for your baby. Responsibility is doing anything in your power to keep that child healthy. Just remember that." I got up and began walking back to my seat.

"Thanks Mr. Kaplan."

I smiled slightly and looked back at the boy. "Just trying to figure out my thoughts as well." I sat back down and stared at the wall for a few minutes longer before the door opened and Ivy emerged. She had tears in her eyes, and I couldn't tell if they were tears of joy or sadness. She didn't say a word as she walked over, sat in my lap, and began crying.

A/N: I figured I'd leave you guys off with a cliffhanger. The first part is mainly just filler, giving Avi's thoughts on the situation, but the second half is mildly important...

~*~*~Ash~*~*~