My Little Secret (Josh Hutcherson)

Chapter 12

I'm going to skip it to one month after him and Selena are kissing (in chapter 11) so yah. Enjoy!

•••••••one month later!•••••••

We sit there in the rain, my cheek slightly bleeding, and a huge bump brewing on my collarbone. I grab my nauseated stomach, and lean back on the bench, staring at the sky.

"Oh, what a mess we are.." I hear Josh whisper to himself.

Let me guess. Your probably like 'WHAT THE HECK!' Well, let me catch you up.

•••12 hours before•••

I wake up in the wonderful apartment me and Josh live in now, and the smell hits me. Bacon!! I jump up, quickly throw my hair in a messy bun, put on a baggy t-shirt, and some sweatpants.

"What's for breakfast, Josh?" I ask him, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Scrambled Selena." He says, in a joking voice. I laugh. "Your so crazy!" I say, playfully pushing him. He pecks my lips, then continued making the eggs, and ham, and BACON... MMM.

We eat our breakfast, then I go back into Josh's room. I lie there with my eyes closed. I hear Josh creep in, then he climbs on top of me. "Hey." I say, yawning, mid word. "You okay? You look a little sick." He says, placing the back of his hand on my forehead. His hand pulls away, and he tries to stay calm. "What's wrong?" I ask, my eyes fluttering closed. "Open your eyes!" He pleads. "Okay, sorry." I say. "Now tell me what's wrong." I sort of demand him.

"Let me go get the thermometer so I can show you." He says, getting up. "Okay." I whisper. He brings a thermometer in there. "Tongue out." He says, placing it near my face. I raise my tongue up, and close my mouth around the thermometer. I wonder what's bugging him. Then it hits me, the pain. My stomach hurt so bad, I felt so bloated. I moan in pain, then he flinches. "What?" He asks, stroking my head. I motion towards my stomach. "Can I raise up your shirt so I can see?" He asks. "Yeah, of course." I say. Wow, he's such a gentleman. I love him. He raises up my shirt, then he looks shocked. "What?" "Your way over-bloated. You could be preg-" I stop him mid sentence. "No I can't be." He shrugs his shoulders.

"I wouldn't doubt it, you could be."

YAH SHE COULD BE PREGO. YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT!!

xox!