COSTARS | CHRIS WOOD

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I'm laying in bed, thinking about how I'm going to tell everyone about my pregnancy. I can't be a mom, I won't be a good one. I'll screw up.
What if Chris doesn't want this baby? What if I'm in this alone?

As a million questions run through my mind I hear a faint knock on my apartment door. I run over to my bathroom and put on my thick fluffy robe and open the door only to see someone standing there. The last person I wanted to talk to. Chris.

"Hey, uh, can I come in?" He asks rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as I stand there in a robe and messy bun. He looks nervous.

I nod, not knowing what to say, and open the door. We walk over to my couch and just sit there in awkward silence for at least a minute. "Why did you come over Chris?"

"Because Bailey, we haven't talked in months. The only time we ever see each other is when we're filming and I missed you." He looks up at me and I just lay there, not knowing what to say.

"Chris I-"

"No, wait. Before you say anything, I want to talk. Bailey, I like you. A lot. Melissa is not my girlfriend, she's just my co-worker and if I'm being honest, she was just a rebound for me to get over you. But I can't. You're so goddamn perfect and I hate that we're not together."

"Chris. I need to tell you something."

"What is it?" He looks at me with a worried expression and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"I am pregnant" I stare at the floor, my eyes are watering up and suddenly a few tears fall down my face. Chris doesn't move or speak.

I don't know what to say now, to be honest, I wanted him to just get up and walk out. But he didn't, he's still sitting next to me with his hands in his lap staring at the floor.

After a couple minutes, I still have tears running down my cheeks and Chris swipes his thumb under my eyes to wipe away my tears.

"I'm here for you. I'm not leaving anytime soon." He moves my head onto his chest and lays down on the couch.

For the rest of the night I lay there crying and cuddling into Chris.