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Connor Franta imagine

"Connor. do i really have to go? i am just a bit tired." you say, trying to get out under the appointment your boyfriend, sorry, fiancé Connor made with the doctor.

"Yeah. and that is exactly why we are going to the doctor. you've been tired all day, everyday the past two weeks. and you've been throwing up quit a lot too." he says and takes your hand.

"I am worried about you (Y/N)." he ends and you smile at him.

Your fiancés name is Connor, Connor Franta. You and Connor have been dating for over seven years and everyday of those seven years were amazing. But lately you feel sick. You wont tell him that but you know that he knows. he started working less so he could spent more time with you and that makes you love him even more than you already do, which is quit a lot. you could easily say that you love him more than yourself.

"Fine. i'll go. but you have to come with me because i really don't like that doctor." You say while getting out of bed.

You grab two towels and walk to the bathroom to take a shower. as you take off your clothes you stare into the mirror. You've noticed that you've gained some weight which you're not really sad about but you're not really keen on it either.

You step into the shower and 15 minutes later you get out again.

"Connor?" You say while walking into the kitchen.

"Yes baby?" he says and he stands up from his place at the kitchen table.

You walk to him and he opens his arms. You gladly accept his warm embrace and snuggle up to him while he softly rocks you back and forth. You don't know why but this has always been his way to make you comfortable and get you to chill down or just relax.

You don't know where he got this from but you love it. always have, always will.

"How late do i have to be there?" you ask him and he kisses your head while leading you to the sofa.

"At 13.45. Is everything alright?" He asks you while looking at you.

"Yeah. why not?" You say with not a lot of assuring.

He keeps looking at you and suddenly you get tears in your eyes.

"What if it's something really bad? what if i am going to die?" you ask him while looking back at him.

"You wont. it's nothing bad. you're not going to die i promise." he says and you sigh.

His words have effect on you and you relax a bit.

He never leaves your side. Your mom never approved your relationship with him because she thinks he is a bad guy that has no feelings, but to be honest: Connor is the most sensitive, funny, amazing and beautiful human being on this earth. and with beautiful you mean his personality altho his looks are quit good too. Your mom wont see that. she only sees the bad in people and you only see the good in them. and Connor has zero bad things in him. he never did anything to hurt you and he always tries to make you comfortable, even if that makes him uncomfortable. like the time he wanted to go to Hawaii and you wanted to go camping in the woods.

At 13.00 o'clock you walk to the car and drive away to the hospital.

When you arrive it's 13.20 and you wait in the waiting room. You see little kids walking around and playing and you smile. You put your head on Connor's shoulder and look at the kids.

"I want one to." You say and turn your head so you can look at him without taking your head off of his shoulder.

"So do i. maybe we should try and make one after you get better?" he says and you can't do anything but laugh.

He laughs with you and he puts his arms around you. he starts playing with your hair and you start to doze off. Ten minutes later the doctor is there to pick you up and do his research on what is wrong with you.

He asks you all kinds of questions which you answer with a lot of patience for a sick person.

Since he cant find out what's wrong by asking the questions he decides to make a scan. so ten minutes later you're lying on a cold, silver table with some big ass thing hanging above off your body.

After the pictures are made you wait ten more minutes and then the doctor tells you that they are going to make a echo.

So after a little while a nurse puts a cold gel on your belly and starts tracing up and down on it with some sort of a non sharp razor. (i don't know how to call it otherwise.)

"We are done ma'am." the woman says with a smile and you sigh in relief. she continues to smile and you get a bit uncomfortable. Connor helps you to get off of the bed and you start putting your shirt good again.

The nurse leads you to the doctor's office and then leaves to look for the doctor. the whole time she had been holding a little square piece of white paper. You wonder what it is.

"What do you think? you think it's something bad?" you ask Connor while looking at him.

"No. she smiled the whole time." he answers you and grabs your hand.

"Yeah? well my mom kept smiling too when she said she was leaving my dad." you say harsher than you meant to. "I'm sorry. that was mean."

"It's okay." he says and squeezes your hand softly.

You both look up when the doctor walks in the room.

"I have the results!" he says and you immediately sit up straight.

"Is it bad?" you ask him and he smiles.

"No it's not. But you might wanna start saving money for college." he says and the both of you look at him with confusion.

"Congratulations! you're having a baby." he says and smiles even brighter.

A smile starts creeping on your face too and you turn to Connor who sits there with such a happy expression on his face. he gets up and so do you.

"This is amazing news. I. oh this is amazing." he says and hugs you tightly.

The doctor tells you all kinds of stuff and it turns out you've been pregnant for almost two months now.

When you get back home Connor is even more careful then he already was. he keeps asking if you're feeling alright and if you need anything. at some point you get sick of it and tell him to chill down and lay next to you, so he does.

"What do you think it will be? A boy or a girl?" You ask him and he looks at you.

"I hope it's a girl. and i hope she looks just like you." he says while pecking your lips and then he kisses your belly. "What do you want it to be?"

"I don't know. but i always wanted to have a son first and then a daughter so that the brother can take care of his little sister." you answer him and he nods.

"Yes. yes that would be really cute. i actually hope that too." he says and kisses you again.

Exactly seven months later you give birth to a beautiful little boy and name him Dave.