Single mum//Michael Clifford//

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Isabelle's p.o.v *2 weeks later*

"You okay baby?" Michael asked wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him as were lying on the sofa. 
I rested my head on his shoulder, intertwining my fingers with his.

"Yeah I'm okay. Or I will be soon", I've been feeling sick for a couple of days.
I've been trying to get everything I normally do done but Michael insisted I take it easy.
It's not like I haven't taken care of the girls while ill before but I'm not in the mood to argue with him so I'm just going along with it.
That and it's actually nice having someone looking after me for once, rather than me looking after everyone else.
I mean there are some things, Michael doesn't know how to do but I either just have to explain it to him or one of the girls know how to do it. 

I went to get changed so I could pick the girls up from school. 
"Where you going?" Michael pouted, keeping hold of my hand. 

"I need to pick the girls up from school Mikey, let me go" I laughed, trying to pull my hand away from his.

"I can go! The girls did ask me to take them to the park so I could do that today! If they don't have homework that is!"

"Sure. I saves me having to go! If they don't have homework then I need them home by 5"

"I know baby, I know when they have to be home for dinner" he smiled before quickly kissing me and going to pick the girls up.

Me and Monica had been talking and she said she thought it was a little strange how I started feeling sick a matter of day's after Michael came home from tour. 
She also picked up on the fact that I always want pizza now, it seems to be the only thing I want to eat.
She suggested a specific reason I was feeling this way but I think it's something else.
I figured I may as well find out if she's right or not.

Once Michael had left I went into the bathroom and grabbed a pregnancy test out of one of the draws. 
I took it and waited for the results.