Milo Manheim × Reader{COMPLETED}

Unexpected Visit

Alex sat there looking really disappointed at you two.

You: So um...guess you're going to be an uncle...?

He looked at Milo.

Milo: Hehe...I probably should've never went to the bar.

Alex stared deeply inside you two for a long while. Until, he unfroze.

Alex: Milo and Y/N, I'm disappointed with you two. You are still TEENAGERS!!! Milo, this could ruin your career. Everyone would turn their backs on you. And Y/N, what would your parents say about this?

You: That Milo should've worn a condom?

Alex gave you a death stared that for some reason, made your head hurt.

You: Let's just keep it a secret--

Alex: You can't! A baby should naturally get delivered in 40 weeks. Or, the baby might come early. You better hope Paul will understand your little mistake, or else.

Milo looked down at the floor in embarrassment.

Milo: I'm really sorry, Y/N.

You: It's fine, Milo.

Milo: No it isn't. I have to make it up to you.

Alex: If you're gonna fuck her, she's already pregnant sooo....

You: Don't be sarcastic.

Alex: Don't make dumb mistakes like getting yourself pregnant. Good luck planning a baby shower.

Alex chuckled.

Alex: Be lucky that I'm your best friend. Or else, I wouldn't be going to the store to buy baby shit.

You: Thanks, Alex.

Alex: Thank you...for giving me a chance in waisting my money on things that aren't for me.

Alex walked out of the apartment slamming the door on his way out.

Milo: Babe, I'm really sorry.

You: It's fine, Milo. It really is.

Milo: By the way, Paul wanted me to give you your paycheck. You only had to make a few costumes for the movie along with Theodore and Holly.

You opened the envelope Milo gave you. The money was STUFFED in it.

Milo: There's more on the way. Thanks for your work.

You: Thank you, Milo.

You gave Milo a kiss.

Milo: You know, that kinda makes me feel better.

You: Good.

You tapped his nose. Um, Milo?

Milo: Yeah?

You: I was meaning to tell you, I planned a vacation for us before the pregnancy.

Milo: Huh?

You: We're supposed to go next week on Monday! We'll be going to Hawaii!

Milo: Really?! How long will we be staying?!

You: An entire week!!!

Milo: What?!!! Thanks, babe!!

He gave you a group of kisses on your cheek.

Milo: I'll go pack, right now! But um, my mouth is zipped about...you know.

You gave him a thumbs up. You then sat on the couch thinking about the baby inside your stomach.

You thought: What should I name he/she? If it's a girl...Myra or Elli...what about Cass? If it's a boy then Winston or Jay?

*I'm going to put C/N for child's name when the baby is out of the reader's stomach and when the baby is mentioned*

You: Ugh, I cannot tell my parents.

Then, your phone started ringing.

You: Speaking of the fucking devil.

~~~~~~~~Phone Conversation~~~~~~~

You: Hey, mom!

Mother Carol: Don't "Hey mom" me! Is it true?!

You: That I'm freakin awesome...yeah!

Mother Carol: This is no time to be joking! Are you pregnant?!

You: *sigh* Yeah, but it was a mistake. My boyfriend was drunk and he didn't wear a condom so yeah, I guess the baby was a mistake--wow! That sounds so harsh!

Mother Carol: Me and your father have raised you better!!!

You: Mom, you don't even know if it will make it. It might die if I push it out too hard or it'll probably die in my stomach. Nobody knows!

Mother Carol: Oh, it WILL survive. Or else I would've wasted my precious voice on yelling at you!

You: "Full of yourself" much?

Mother Carol: Goodbye, child!

You: Bye, mom. Sorry.

~~~~Phone Conversation Ended~~~~

You put your phone on the countertop and went in your room. You walked up to the mirror and lifted up your shirt. You rubbed your stomach lightly and smiled a little bit.

You: Oh, what have I done?

You thought: This baby is gonna be one gorgeous baby, if I'm pregers from Milo.

You heard a sound from the door. It sounded like someone was knocking.

You went to the door and opened. It was girl with brown hair and pretty eyes. But...you've seen her before. You recognize her from somewhere. It was....Holiday Mia Kriegal, an instagram star and a model.

You: Hello, how can I help you?

Holiday: Is Milo here?

You: No...do you know him?

Holiday: He's my ex boyfriend.