How Long? Pt. 2-Andy Fowler

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I stand in front of the mirror in my bathroom of the new house. It's been a year. Andy and I broke up a year ago, but one drunken night we slept together. 

That was 3 months ago and I haven't had my period since. I bought a pregnancy test only because I have been throwing up and all of that stuff.

After my timer went off I looked at the test only to see the results of it being a life changing moment for me. I have to tell Andy and I know that, but I don't want to. 

He has a girlfriend now. They got together 3 days after him and I did what we did. 

This is weird but I know he would like to know....Currently him and the boys are on tour. They left last week and they have about 4 months to go. I will be damn near full term when they come home. 

I decide to call Mikey once I clean off my face from crying so much. I face-time him. 

"Hey bug what's up?" He says answering. The others are sitting with him.

"Just chillin." I say my voice cracking. The guys know about the whole thing between Andy and myself. 

"You okay love? You're about to cry what happened?" I hear Rye ask. I look at the counter where the Positive test lays. 

I pick it up and look at the guys tears pouring from my eyes. I hold the test up to the camera for all of them to see including Andy. 

"I'm pregnant. With Andy's baby." I say putting the test down. Their faces all soften except Andy's. He looks shocked. 

Soon Andy steals Mikey's phone and ends the call. I set my phone down and cry even more. I hate this. Andy could still be my boyfriend right now. Last year I told him I was willing to try things again and work it all out. 

He disagreed because he was afraid of hurting me again, although we still love each other very much. We were each other's first for everything. I mean everything. Kiss, sex, significant other, friend, lover, and now parents. 

I decide to call my friend Kevin over. 

"Hey kid what's up?" He asks answering the phone. 

"Are you busy?" I ask.

"I just got home from getting Candice from the airport. You alright?" He asks. 

"Yeah just wanted to chill, but your girlfriend just came home, and I imagine you wanna spend time with her. I'll call you later." I say hanging up quickly. 

Kevin and I have been close for a long time, but when he got his girlfriend Candice a couple years ago shit went crazy. She's rude and she doesn't like me. Wouldn't be the first person to hate me lmao. 

 I sit on the floor and stare at the test. I can't believe Andy Fowler is the father of my child. How we gonna explain that to our families, or his girlfriend, or even worse, the fans...

I decide that I can't sit here for the rest of my life, so I put the test on the counter, then make my way to the kitchen. 

It's been 4 hours since I told the boys. Currently, I am just sitting on the couch watching T.V. eating ice cream because I am literally craving it. 

In the middle of my show, there's a loud knock on the door. I open it to Kevin. 

"Kevin what are you doing here?" I ask. 

"Jack called me. He said he was worried about you, and he asked me to come check on you. Why are your eyes puffy? Are you okay?" He asks. 

"No, Kevin I'm not okay." I say as he pulls me into a hug. I cry into his chest. 

"What happened?" He asks. I walk to the bathroom and grab the test then make my way back to him. 

I hand him the test. "Andy, and life happened." I say. He looks at me weirdly but takes it and looks at it. 

His eyes widen in shock. "You're pregnant with Andy's baby? I thought you split last year?"

"We did, but we had a drunken adventure 3 months ago. Right before he got with Rayella." I say. 

"Oh..Honey how do you know it was Andy you slept with?"

"Because we woke up together and I know how Andy does things. Especially, during sex." I say. 

"Well your child isn't his..." He says rubbing the back of his neck.


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