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{7/9}\ \ \ 3 months along./ / /{7/9}

I groan looking down at my stomach, it's starting to poke out of CRAIGS jumpers, I don't want people knowing!

Craig comes up behind me hugging me. 'Hey baby.' I smile turning around and hugging him, he looks down at my stomach wide eyed. 'You're really showing.' I sigh. 'I know. . .'

We walk to class as I start feeling morning sick. . . I groan putting my hand up. 'Can I please go to the toliet?' The teacher shakes her head. 'No!' I say quickly. 'Please!' She sighs. 'Why?' I say feeling the vomit coming up. 'I'm about to vomit! Please!' She shakes her head. 'Liar.' I get up sprinting towards the door, I stop starting to vomit in the bin.

After vomiting everything up I stand up tired. 'I. . . I'm going to just go home. . .' I grab onto my stomach walking to the nurses office.

I get in and lay down, no ones here surprisingly, the nurse asks. 'What's wrong?' I say. 'I vomited, can I please go home?' The nurse asks. 'Why did you vomit?' I answer. 'Just sick.' She starts looking through my file. 'It says you're pregnant?' I nod. 'Yeah. . .' She asks. 'Is the father one of our students?' I nod. 'Uh. . . Yeah. . .' She asks. 'Which one?' I answer. 'Craig Tucker.' She grabs the phone calling him up, he comes in and asks. 'What's happened?-' he spots me and asks me whispering in my ear. 'Did something happen with the baby?'

I shake my head as the nurse hands us leave passes, I smile standing up. 'Thank you!' We walk to Craig's place and I groan. 'I feel sweaty and hot and I'm in pain.' Craig's mum walks into the house. 'Why are you two home?' Craig answers stammering. 'Uh. . . Tweek got sick.' Craig's mum looks at my stomach. 'Tweek looks bloated. . .' She walks up to me and asks. 'Can I lift your shirt up for a couple seconds?' I stammer looking at Craig. 'Uh. . .' Craig sighs. 'I guess. . .' I nod shutting my eyes tightly.

I hear a woman gasp feeling my 3 month pregnant belly, I start breaking down crying as she says. 'Tweek! Calm down. . . You're not in trouble, neither is Craig, I want to help you and make sure the baby is safe.' I open my eyes surprised. 'Really?' She nods. 'Come on! We can starts getting ready for the baby! We can paint the spare room!'

Craig says grabbing my hand. 'Ok. That's enough. My boyfriend and I are going to go hang out in my room. Without you.' I laugh as Craig wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me upstairs.

He pins me to his bed trying to avoid my stomach. 'So. . .' I smirk as he pulls down my pants, he pulls my dick out as I grasp onto him, the door flys open as his mum says. 'Come on! I-' I quickly pull my pants and boxers up, I stammer. 'Uh! I! I'm sorry! Shit!' Craig's mum says. 'Come on! We need to set up the babies room!' I say. 'Most of the babies stuff hasn't arrived yet! And we don't know the gender yet!'

She sighs. 'Can you see it in the next cheek up! I want to set up a room here!' I laugh. 'Wait. . . Fucking Christ this is going to be expensive. . .' I grab my forehead only just noticing it. 'A box of condoms cost $10. A child's room costs a lot more.' I groan sitting down on Craig's bed, Craig laughs as I groan grabbing my forehead. 'Agh. . .' Craig's mum says. 'Darling, you'll be fine.' I sigh. 'I'm not good with money, I won't be good with parenting, I won't be able to be like. "Go make friends" cause I'll probably fuck there head with my anxiety!' Craig groans. 'Just shut up, you'll be fine. I love you, you're good with kids, end of story.'

After a bit I lay down in his arms snuggling up to him, I ask. 'What did you think when we first had sex?' Craig answers laughing. 'Hope I can fuck that again.' I punch him the dick. 'You ass!' I stand up as Craig groans. 'I was joking!' I fake laugh. 'Watch out on instagram baby.' I walk home as Craig is messaging me. 'Baby! I'm sorry!' I get home and post a photo of Craig tagging him in it, I caption it. "Lol, Craig has a small dick." I post it. I lay down in bed passing out.

I wake up an hour later to my phone blowing up with calls, I answer tired. 'Hello?' Craig groans. 'Babe. I'm sorry. Delete the post.' I ask still waking up. 'What post?' He answers. 'You said I have a little dick.' I laugh. 'It is.' Craig groans. 'Why do you love it so much then?' I answer. 'I don't though.' He sighs. 'That's not what you said last night.'

I say. 'Maybe a picture will refresh my mind. . .' Craig laughs. 'So. . . You want a dick pic?' I nod quickly. 'Yes! I need to remember if your dick is big or not.' Tricia laughs in the background. 'Take your phone off loud speaker! I never knew that Tweek was so horny!'

I say flustered. 'NO! I WAS JOKING! CRAIG, I WAS JOKING!' Craig laughs. 'Just take down the post.' I nod quickly. 'I will!'

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