Chapter 11

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-This chapter gets TMI, real quick-
That evening I made dinner and actually ate it. "See, eating is not gonna kill you babe." Peter smirks and I glare at him.

-1.5 weeks later-
It's been almost 2 weeks since the trip that me and Peter took together. It's Friday morning, Peter's already running late for work. When I wake up I check my phone, I downloaded a Period Tracker on my phone so I can easily keep track of my periods and when I'm ovulating. I realized my period is late for this month. I've literally have had the same 'period schedule' since I was 12! I start to freak out. "Oh no," I say, waking Peter up. "Baby, what's wrong?" He asks in a groggy , sexy morning voice, I love his morning voice. "I-I'm six days late." I say getting worried. "Late? As in late for your period?" He has a questioning look on his face, almost confused. I get out of bed, I go to the bathroom, When I sit down to go pee I see my underwear is stained, red. Normally when I get my period I have a 'heavy flow' this stain is light red. I have no idea what this stain is, obviously it's blood, but... I finish going to the bathroom. I went back into the bedroom, and sat on the bed. I grabbed my phone and googled; I googled my 'symptoms' I'm late, I have light red liquid flowing out of my vagina and I'm starting to feel nauseous. "I'm gonna go call Margot." I say getting up to get my laptop. We're five hours ahead of London, so it's right after 1pm when I call her. "Margot, we needa talk." I say as soon as she picks up my call "LJ, Hey sis, what's up?" She says, lifting Isabel on her lap. "Um... I'm late, nauseous, and I have light red liquid flowing out of me." I say, I'm tired and I feel really sick. "Lara Jean, are you on the pill?" She asks. "Yes," I say getting nervous. "Do you and Peter use protection?" She questions, by this point I'm sure Peter can hear us talk, but I don't care. "Uh.. not always." I admit. "Lara Jean, where's Peter?" She says, I can tell she's getting excited. "I'll go get him, why?" I ask getting up. "I'm about to tell you!" She's grinning from ear to ear. "Peter? Babe, come downstairs." I call, Peter comes down in only his boxers, the tight ones. "Guys come sit down." We heat Margot call. We sit on the couch holding hands. "Guys, I think Lara Jean is... is pregnant." She exclaims. I freeze. Oh shit. I can tell Peter's thrilled. "Were gonna have a baby!" He's so excited. He picks me up and spins me around. "Congratulations! I'm going to go, I'll call you guys back later" she says, hanging up and I wave goodbye. I tell Peter to go to Walmart and get a box of pregnancy tests. While he's gone I text Kitty; Kitty, I just got of Skype with Margot, I think I'm pregnant. Don't tell daddy, I'll call you once P.K gets back from Walmart to get a test.
Kitty texts back; OMG!! Congrats!! Don't worry my lips are sealed.
When Peter gets back I go to the bathroom to take a test. I pee on the test and wait, I've always heard that these are the longest 3 minutes of your life, but I didn't know how long these minutes actually were til now. I hear Peter knock on the door, "Have you gotten the results yet?" He asks. "No, not yet." I say. "Can I come in?" He asks. "I'd rather be alone." I say, hoping he'll understand. A tear starts to form in my eyes as I see the two lines appear. I'm pregnant.

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