It was the morning and fuck I was sore.
As I laid on my side I curled up in a ball as I felt very sick, I tried to block it out but the feeling wouldn't leave my body.
I normally end up feeling better if I just sit up, so I did. As I sat up I held onto my mouth and ran to the bathroom.
As I leant down to the toilet I threw up, sick feeled the toilet bowl.
As I wiped my mouth I flushed the toilet and drank some water from the sink.As I walked back into Brendons room I saw that he wasn't in there, good thing too because I wouldn't have wanted him to hear or see me being sick.
I then noticed a note on my side of the bed, it was laying flat on the bedside table.As I sat down holding my head, I picked up the note and read it in my head.
Amy...
Last night was fun, I had to go to a meeting and I didn't want to wake you up.
Seeing as you threw up in the middle of the night I decided to give you a little break, I hope you feel better today.
Brendon xxxI smiled and then read it over again, I threw up last night as well? Why don't I remember? I must've been half asleep.
Am I ill? I need help...I quickly picked up my phone and messaged Lara, asking her if she can talk, but she soon called me so I answered. "Hey Lara... I think I need your help." I explained.
"What's wrong? Is it Brendon?" She questioned as I chuckled a little.
"Kinda... I think I'm pregnant, but I don't know for sure. I was sick last night and this morning. Could you come round?" I explained as I stood up and looked through some of Brendons comfy hoodies and pulled one out."Of course I can, I'll leave soon." She said as we said our goodbyes and we hung up. I then quickly walked out of Brendons room and down to mine, which is was most likely gunna be the babies room if I end up keeping it...
What am I thinking, Brendon doesn't want kids and I'm not ready, I still might not be pregnant.As I quickly put in some leggings and one of Brendons hoodies that I took from his room moments ago.
The door soon opened and Lara walked into the house so I walked out into the hall way and hugged her.
She was holding onto a plastic bag.
"How are you?" She asked as we let go of each other.
"I'm a lil scared... what's in the bag?" I asked as she pulled out a small blue box and a tub of chocolate chip ice cream. (my favorite)
"I thought you could see for sure and I also thought you could do with some ice cream." She said as I smiled a little and she past me the box of pregnancy tests.I then followed her into the kitchen and she placed the ice cream in the freezer to keep it cool.
"Ok... let's do it in Brendons room." I said as she followed me up the stairs into Brendons room and into his bathroom.
"You still haven't moved yourself into his room yet?" She asked as I shook my head.
"I might have to if it turns positive." I said as I shut the bathroom door and almost imedietly started to pee on this tiny little stick.I ended up doing a few just in case.
As I stood there waiting I let Lara in and we soon saw all three pregnancy tests showing positive.
"Oh fuck." Is all Lara said as I placed my face in my hands and walked out slowly and sat on Brendons bed.
"What am I gunna do?" I asked as she sat next to me and rubbed my back.
"Well, you're gunna have to tell him..." she said as I placed my hands down on my thighs and looked at her.
"I can't tell him... he hates kids... or he didn't want one. Either way I can't tell him." I said while standing up."Then what are you gunna do?" She asked as I bit my lip.
"I'll wait a few weeks until I'm at least showing a little and then tell him. But not now." I explained while running back into the bathroom to clean up the pregnancy tests.
I made sure to keep one so I can tell him later on."Come on... let's take our mind off of this." I said as we walked out and downstairs into the living room.
Before she could sit down I stopped her and said "WAIT! Don't sit there... that's where is happened..." I explained as she moved herself to the side and I sat on the seat where IT happened.
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Urie's lil Sinner (Brendon Urie)
FanfictionAmy needs a new job, her mom is the hairdresser for a very famous singer. Brendon Urie, 25 years old, Amy is only 20. he's in a band and when Amy's mom gets her a job as his new assistant will he flirt with her or just put her out of her comfort zon...