Madison's POV
A few minutes after throwing up my organs I flush the toilet and brush my teeth.
I look at myself in the mirror. I looked like a mess. Throwing up, headaches, over eating.
Ethan left to California for a music video while I was stuck in our home town. New Jersey.
I haven't told Ethan about me being sick till I posted a picture on Instagram. He thinks I'm getting the flu or something.
Why was i feeling this way? And then it hit me. Am I Pregnant? I rush to my drawer and pull out a test.
My heart beating like a drum. Louder than I my thoughts.
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7 minutes later
My phone starts ringing indicating the five minutes are up.
It was time for me to check the pregnancy results. With trembling hands, I turn over the stick to read the results.
I gasped and fall to my knees. Crying tears of joy. I was pregnant.
But a little worry hits me. Ethan and i never talked about making a family. I don't know what his reaction might be.
What if he didn't want the baby? Maybe be wasn't ready yet? I can't tell him yet.
