I Got Her Pregnant (Justin Bieber Fanfic)

Ch. 4 - The Guest Room

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♥ Jamie's POV: ♥

I woke up with the strange feeling of nausea. The look of Justin's peaceful, sleeping figure next to me relaxed me a bit but I slid off the bed and made my way towards the bathroom. Brushing my teeth thoroughly, I held my hurting stomach.

"Shit.." I murmured, feeling a headache come on. This is the pregnancy kicking in. I lean down to the toilet and feel the disgusting rush of vomit spitting out of my mouth. I then lean my body on the wall and curse under my breath once more. Looks like I have to brush my teeth a second time.

Morning sickness is not great.

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"Hey babe," Justin sleepily walked downstairs. I was cooking up some oatmeal for the both of us and was in a very irritable mood if I do must say so myself.

"Hi.." I growled, angrily serving spoonfuls of oatmeal on a bowl. I took pills to calm the damn headache but it hasn't taken effect yet and I was still feeling cranky. I didn't want to be mean, but I'm pregnant here!

"You okay?" he asked, sounding unfocused yet still concerned. Knowing him for so long, I know how he is in the morning.

"Oh NO, everything is just FANTASTIC!" I said sarcastically. I grabbed both bowls and set them on the kitchen table for us to eat. Justin looked more lively and awake as he walked towards me. I guess my small ranting woke him up.

"C'mon, tell me what's wrong," he pleaded, wrapping his arms around me from the back and resting his head on my shoulder.

Oh I'll TELL you what's wrong, mister. I'll tell you real good!

Oh gosh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I'm just a bit irritated with hormones.

"It's nothing, eat your oatmeal," I said, pushing him off me and sitting down. A hurt look crossed his face before he shook it off and sat in front of me. His sad expression hit me in the gut and I felt completely bad for my actions. Even if it was the hormones talking.

"I'm sorry.." I began, releasing my grip on the spoon.

"Hey, it's okay. Just tell me what's bothering you," he asked, holding my hand in his.

On one hand, it's harder than I thought to tell him. I don't know what he would think of me and if it'll affect our friendship. But on the other hand, our friendship is already deeply affected the minute I admitted to him that I love him. Also, this baby I'm carrying is his and he has every right to know about him/her. After all, I can't do this without him. He's my baby daddy.

"It's just-... I'm... I'm pr-" my voice was interrupted by the sound of Justin's phone ringing out his ringtone, which just happened to be a playback of 'Boyfriend'.