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Hannah's POV
(A/N: I just wanted to give you guys a heads up that for the next chapters it's going to go by months of Hannah's pregnancy. So this will be the second month, then the third and so on. So this is one month after the party.)
After Justin's album party things were never the same. When Justin was home he never looked at me or was in the same room as me. It's fine with me I guess. I mean, I don't want him in my life with a child on the way either. Stop lying to yourself Hannah.
A couple days ago I called my dad. I asked him if I could go over to his house in Arizona for a couple weeks or months until I can get myself up on my feet. Yep, that's right. I'm moving to Arizona for a fresh new start. I'm planning to go to collage, or at least take online classes, so I can support my baby. I'm leaving in 3 days! I haven't even told Justin yet but, he can go fuck himself for all I care.
As for Marissa, I don't really talk to her as much anymore. Ever since that day when I had to go home quickly at the mall things it awkward. But I guess that's okay. I text her here and there but, I don't know.
It's now Noon on a Thursday. And I'm just sitting around doing nothing. Okay, maybe I am doing something. I'm shoving food in my face and scrolling through twitter.
@bieberislife: HAVE YOU HEARD JUSTIN'S NEW ALBUM? IM LITERALLY DIEING.
@niallsbieber: Justin's new album got me pregnant.
That one made me laugh.
@sexwithbieb: Justin's voice is just... I can't even
5 minutes later my phone rings. Checking who it is, I pick up.
"Hey dad!" I answer
"Hey Honey! Are you excited for Sunday?"
"Yeah! You don't mind that I'm coming right? I don't want to be a burden to you being pregnant and all..." I trail off. Telling my dad was soooo easy. He understood perfectly. And I got to talk to his wife too and she was really supportive. The only person I haven't told was Benjamin, Benny for short.
"Yeah! It's okay! I'm really excited to see my baby girl again! Hey, you still like baseball?" He asks.
"Yeah! Why? Are we going to go to a game?" I gasp.
"Yep! You, me, and Harley."
"Yay!" I say. "I have to go dad. Someone is at the door. I'll call you soon!"
"Okay, Love you!"
"Love you too!" I hang up and walk to the door first looking through the peep hole.
"Hey Fredo." I say opening up the door. "What's up?"
"Hey, and I just came to see if Justin was here."
"He's not. He hasn't come back since Tuesday." I say, not a bit of worry in my voice.
"Okay. Scooter wanted to talk to him one last time before his contract is over." I nod. "Well, if he does show up call me."
"Will do!" I exclaim and he leaves.
Since I have nothing else to do I go upstairs and start packing. I pull out my suitcase from under my bed and start putting random clothes. Well, they aren't random. I'm mostly packing shorts and t-shirts and a couple other summer clothing. Plus all my necessities and toiletries.
When I'm done packing its 4:38. Time to eat! I think. I don't think pregnancy changed my eating patterns at all. I still eat as much as I did before I was pregnant. Which was basically every minute I had. Before I was Justin I was one of those fangirl a who say on their bed with their laptop stalking the crap out of Justin's accounts and eating a bag of chips.
I decide on ordering pizza since I'm too pregnant and lazy to cook food (mostly lazy). So I quickly order a large pepperoni and wait for it to come.
10 minutes later the door bell rings. I quickly open it hoping it was the pizza guy. IT IS!
"Hello, delivery for Hannah Burgdof? Pepperoni?" He says.
"Yep! hold in a minute let me get the money. How much is it?" I ask.
"12.56." He says and I quickly run off to get it. When I come back I here voiced.
"Who are you?" I hear a voice ask quickly noticing its Justin's.
"The pizza delivery guy. I'm dropping of pizza." He tells him.
"I didn't order pizza." He says. Okay, I think it's time for y entrance!
"Here you go!" I tell the man and he hands me my pizza. "Have a goodnight!" I yell while closing the door.
"Do you fuck him?" I hear Justin ask while I enter the kitchen.
"What?" I scoff. What the ruckus he talking about?
"That guy? Do you fuck him?" He asks.
"What? You're drunk." I tell him and go off to eat my pizza. What the fuck is wrong with him? Why would I fuck a pizza delivery guy, unless it was Glenn from The Walking Dead. Then I would. But, I don't even know the guy? Why would he think I would do that? Im not like him. I don't get laid every night.
"I'm going out!" I hear Justin yell with pizza in his mouth. Good, I don't want you here. I think.
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Sorry this took so long! I got my iPod taken away for no reason! So, what do you think of the book so far? OH! GUESS WHAT? I HIT 1K READERS! AHHHHH!
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