chapter 56

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Skyler's pov

"Oh shit!!" I whisper yell as I run my fingers through my hair. "How am I going to tell him?!?!?" I whisper yell again. "I heard some tests can be wrong,we should go to the doctors right away..." Casey says. "How do you know?" I ask popping my hip. "I watch 16 and pregnant okay?" she snaps.

"Harry I'm going to be out for a while!!!" I yell. "Okay!! just be back in time I'm making lasagna!!!" Harry yells. I giggle and grab my car keys.

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As Casey and I got to the clinic,they put me in a room right away. 

They made me pee in a cup....

the results were....

positive....

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I started worrying. "What if Harry says it to soon? or he doesn't want it!!" I started panicking. "Skyler pull over..." Casey says. I pulled over. "I'm going to drive..." Casey says and gets out. I jumped over to the passenger seat and calmed down a little.

Casey started up the car. "Okay...just tell him early..." She says. "why early?" am I really asking a teen for advice?

"So he can expect it,when your baby bump comes in." she says. "Okay..." I sigh and let out a breathe I didn't know i was holding in.

She pulled up into the driveway and turned off the car. "I'm gonna tell him tonight..." I sigh. "why tonight?" Casey asks. "Cause....maybe he'll want to....you know....." I didn't have to explain it to her. "Oh...yea good idea." she says scrunching her nose up.

As I got out of the car I rubbed my belly. I can't believe I'm pregnant.... I just can't....at all...

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Harry's pov

As we sat at the table,Skyler just stared at Casey. Eating her lasagna. "Beautiful you okay?" I ask. She looked over to me with a blank face. "Um...I have to tell you something..." she says.

"Come on tell me..." I say gripping her hand. She held my hand tight. "Um...." she hesitates. I took a bite out of my food when...

"I'm pregnant..."

I dropped my fork to the floor. I looked over at her. Her face looked of sadness. "Excuse me.." I say and leave the table,into the hallway,and out the front door.

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