Kissing Fading Scars (FanFiction)

Chapter 29:A Match Into Water

Kissing Fading Scars (Spencer Smith/Panic! At The Disco)

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Chapter 29:A Match Into Water

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*Andromeda's P.O.V.*

It's been about three months since Spencer left for tour and this is like the tenth time this has happened. I heaved my head back over the side of the toilet bowl, throwing up everything in my small stomach. I didn't know why I have been so sick for the past couple weeks. I might just have a bug that's going around the town. I rested against the wall and held my stomach with one hand when it hit me. Spencer didn't wear or use any protection the last time we had sex, which was three months ago, so now is about the time I think I'm supposed to start growing a small baby bump and getting sick a lot.

Fuck! Why was I so stupid? I threw up the rest of the stuff in my stomach before rinsing my mouth out and grabbing my car keys and some money. I didn't care if I was in a pair of baggy sweat pants and a tank top without any make-up. I was getting a pregnancy test, one way or another. I got into my car and drove as fast as I could, without running red lights, to a nearby drug store that sold pregnancy tests. I pulled into the driveway of Wallgreens and parked as close as I could get to the door. I speed-walked inside and b-lined it for the lady section. I grabbed a box of pregnancy tests to make sure if I really was pregnant.

I quickly paid for it and speeded home, completely worried about what was going to happen. I went inside the house and ran into the bathroom, ripping open the box of tests. I used all of them and waited for the results. After ten minutes, the first one I used beeped. I hesitately grabbed it before smiling. It was negative, but that still didn't mean I wasn't possibly pregnant. After a few more minutes, the nine other tests beeped. I check all of them, seeing that most of them were positive. I grabbed the last stick, seeing the small pink plus in the little square. I felt tears burn my eyes as I threw the tiny white stick across the room and sunk to my knees, in hysterics. God, I was eighteen fucking years old and I was already having a baby. What would Spencer think?

I started to think about Dallon. His wife was young and she already had who children, both of them not that old. I crawled into my room and grabbed my phone, dialling Dallon's number. It rang a few times before he answered in his usual cheery voice, "Hey, Strawberry." I guess he heard me sniffle because he quickly asked, "What's wrong?" I shuttered, "D-Dallon. I'm...p-pregant." I started crying again, digging my face into a pillow, "Oh, Andie! How did this happen?" I lifted my head to talk, "Oh, you know how it happened, Dallon. I just don't know how to tell Spencer." I said, wiping my tears. "I'll tell him for you." Dallon suggested, "No. I have to. Spencer will be pissed if you already know and he doesn't. Just keep this to yourself. Please." I heard Dallon sigh, "Fine. Call me if you need anything else, okay?" I answered with a quick 'okay' before hanging up, getting up, and going to my mirror that was on the wall. I lifted my shirt, and sure enough, I was bigger than usual, the lower part of my stomach mostly.

I heard my phone beep from on the bed. I went over and saw I had two texts. One from Dallon and one from Spencer. I opened the one from Spencer and smiled softly. It was a picture of him onstage, looking at the camera and smiling. The message below it said, 'Love you, baby.' I smiled again before looking at the message from Dallon, 'We have a show in five minutes. Please tell Spencer. I know it's your decision, but it's eating me alive, Andie.' I sighed before going on the laptop to watch the live performance they had tonight. They were coming onstage with their guitars, Spencer having his drum sticks in his hand. They all found their spots on stage and began to play Ready To Go.

After a few songs, the boys began to get hot and sweaty from performing without a break. Spencer looked adorable while he watched Dallon and Brendon preform a Brallon moment on stage. He was leaned back, holding onto one of his drums, rolling loudly with laughter at the scene in front of him. I smiled and thought about getting to see him in a few months. They played Lying Is Most Fun, She's A Handsome Woman, Hurricane, and Let's Kill Tonight before running off stage, the concert over. I then remembered I had to call Spencer and tell him about the baby. I hesitantly grabbed my phone. I sighed before dialing Spencer's number. It rang three times before he picked up, chirping, "Hey, baby!" Baby... "Oh, hey. Spencer,... I have to tell you something."

"What is it?" Spencer nervously asked. I swallowed before saying, "Remember that night...before you left for tour...when we...made love?" I asked/answered, "I-I'm pregnant." I said before Spencer could reply. The line was silent before Spencer said anything, "That's...great!" I sighed in relief, "Wait, you're not mad?" Spencer answered, "Why would I be mad? I always wanted a child. We could have a mini Spencer or mini Andie running around." I smiled before saying, "Think of some names while you are gone, babe. I love you. Mwah!" Spencer chuckled, "Okay, I love you, too. Send me a pic of your stomach when you can. I want to see our baby." I smiled at the word our. "Okay, bye!" I hung up and flopped down on the bed.

I laid there for a while and began to feel the longing of Spencer's soft lips kissing and nipping at my calling skin. After a little bit, I got up and pulled up my tank top, looking at my baby bump getting slightly bigger in the mirror. I got my phone and took a quick picture before sending it to Spencer. I smiled again before going downstairs to get me something to eat from pregnancy hunger. I got a Monster and an apple from the fridge before biting the apple and feeling the sourness tickle my cheeks. I took a small sip of my Monster before putting it back in the fridge. I finished my apple and threw the core in the trash before hearing the laptop go off in the bedroom.

I opened it and saw it was an email. I opened the email and ended up screaming from happiness. I got excepted to the Art Institute Photography College of Las Vegas, Nevada! I was so happy! I did a small happy dance, trying not to over do it even though it wouldn't hurt the baby. I giggled before seeing Spencer was calling me for Video Chatting. I clicked 'answer' and saw his adorable face pop up. His short fringe was swept to the side and he had a faint beard. "Hi, baby!" I giggled before saying, "Hey, babe. How's tour?" Spencer answered, "Tiring, but I always think about you." I smiled and lightly rubbed my tummy. "Ooh! Let me see!" Spencer squealed. I giggled again before standing up and lifting my shirt, exposing my stomach.

"I want a girl." Spencer and I said at the same time. We both laughed before I sat down and continued to talk to him, "Okay, I know the baby won't be here for a while, but why don't we think of names?" Spencer nodded, "How about Jackson for a boy and Jada for a girl?" I smiled, "I like those names, but if it's a girl I kind of want her to have a boy name. I just like it when girls have boy names." I said, slightly referring to my nickname of Andie. "Okay, baby. I have to go. I love you and I hope I get to see you soon. Keep thinking of names for the baby." I sighed, not wanting to hang up. "Okay. I love you, too. Keep thinking of names. Bye, babe." I hung up and laid down on the bed, shortly falling asleep.

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