little child || j.p.m.

2 // breaking the news

April 5th, 1960
4:15 pm
London, England
Erika's POV
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I was pacing around my room, trying to figure out how I would tell my mum the news. I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in." I said, plopping down on the bed. My mum opened the door and peered inside.

"Is everything alright in here? You seem like your stressing out about something. We can hear your footsteps from downstairs!" She joked. I patted my bed, signalling for her to come sit down.

"Mum, I need to tell you something." I sighed. "About three days ago, when you told us we were moving, I..." I took a long pause, not wanting to tell her. "I wasn't feeling good. I was throwing up and something just didn't feel right. So I went to the store and bought some pregnancy tests," Before I could continue, my mum put her hands over her mouth and gasped. She didn't start yelling at me or freaking out. Instead, she pulled me into a hug.

"That's so great, love!" She said, pulling away from me. "Is it..."

I already knew she was talking about Paul.

"Yes, it is." I said.

"You didn't tell him, did you?" Mum asked. I shook my head.

"I just couldn't. If I told him, he would probably freak out. Then we would have to get married. Not to mention the fact that he's in a band, so he would be busy half the time." At this point, I had started tearing up. My mum put her hand on my shoulder.

"If you don't want to tell him, then you don't have to. But if you do, that doesn't mean that you have to get married. You and Paul would decide wether or not you'll get married or just stay the way things are."

"I'm not going to tell him." I said, getting up and pacing again. With that, my mum gave a respectful nod and left.

Now to tell the rest of the family.
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April 5th, 1960
4:30 pm
Liverpool, England
Paul's POV
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I had gotten a letter from Erika in my mailbox three days ago. There was no stamp, so she must've put it there herself. It said that she was moving. When I was walking by her house, it was completely empty inside. Another time that I walked by, there was a moving truck in the driveway.

So, I'm assuming she's already moved.

The only thing I know is that she moved to London. Her letter also said that there was something she had to tell me, 'but she cannot say'.

If I ever go to London, I will try and find her.
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April 5th, 1960
4:31 pm
London, England
Erika's POV
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I told my dad and Emily about the baby. To my surprise, they both seemed happy with the news.

I still haven't told Paul. I just don't see why I should.

I'm very excited to find out wether I'm having a boy or a girl. I wouldn't mind if I had a boy, but I'd love to have a girl.

I wonder if Paul would want a boy or a girl.

I need to stop thinking about him. I don't want to have to constantly be reminded about him.

I suppose I'm just going to be spending the rest of these nine months alone.
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Hey kids! (pervert) I might have a time skip in the next chapter, but I'm not entirely sure yet. Paul may or may not (meaning I haven't decided) be in some of these chapters. You'll know why soon, you just have to wait. This chapter was only 500 words ik, FORGIVE ME.