A Change In The Weather (Malum mpreg)

2.2

"A pregnancy test, really?" I frown at the box and try to pull Michael's jumper closer around my neck to hide hickeys.

"Just trust me, Calum." he pushed the box further into my chest and I groan rolling my eyes before taking the box. I walk into the bathroom mumbling and grumbling about how unmanly this is. I open the box and my heart starts beating. What if I am pregnant? I mean, I've heard it's happened to some guys before but having it happen to me is almost impossible. I take the test and set it on the counter and begin pacing back and forth in the bathroom. I was biting my nails and my heart was pounding as I play with my bracelets.

Twenty minutes pass and then I check it and my jaw drops. I see a little red + sign and I look at myself in the mirror. I don't look pregnant do I? I frown and look at myself before I throw away the test and throw the rest under the cabinet.

I walk out and see Luke scrolling through his phone, he looks up when the door closes and rushes to me.

"So? Are you? Are you pre-"

"Hey guys." Michael walks in and Luke snaps his mouth shut.

"Hey." I mumble, smiling awkwardly. I shuffle my feet and look at my shoes. Luke "nonchalantly" kicks my leg and I look up at him, his eyebrows were raised expectantly and I sigh and nod.

He squeals and runs off, leaving me with Michael.

"Why've you been acting so strange lately?" he asks, making his way to me.

"Strange? How strange? Like your cousin Stanley strange? Because he's strange. Remember when he stuffed all of the pineapple up his-"

"Yes!" he quickly stops my babbling. "Yes, I remember." he breathes. His jaw flexes and he pulls me closer to him by my waist. "I just worry about you." he mumbles lowly. "Is-is tree something I don't know about? Are you keeping something from me?" his voice cracks. I frantically shake my head no.

"Of course not Mikey." I lie straight to his face and he smiles, easily believing me.

"Okay. I knew it, I trust you. If something was bothering you, you'd tell me right?" he asks, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me to a hug.

"Of course I would." I mumble, feeling like I've told so many lies that my pants could literally burst into flames.

"You want to go out tonight? Go to a club?" he asks and I nod without really thinking.

"Sounds fun." I grin and he nods.

"Great. Go get ready." he smirks and slaps my ass as I walk away. I go to our room and see Luke already sitting on the bed.

"What am I going to do, Luke?" I ask, holding back tears. "How do I tell him? What is he going to think?" I ask, pulling out some clean clothes with shaky hands.

"I don't know, Calum, but you Gould tell him yourself before he finds out from someone else." he says and I take a deep breath, exhaling shakily and pulling on a jumper to hide my fading scars and black skinny jeans.

"You're right." I mumble and look in the mirror.

"Course I am. Where are you guys going?" he asks, standing behind me in the mirror.

"A club." I mumble, my eyes trailing down to my stomach.

"Are you crazy? You can't drink alcohol." he looks frustrated and annoyed and I frown.

"I know that, Luke." I glare at him for a second. "I'm not going to drink." I mumble and stuff my phone and wallet in my pocket before walking back to the other part of the room where I assume Michael still is.