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I was pacing around the bathroom while desperately waiting for my timer to go off. I took a deep, shaky breath.
I checked my phone for the 5th time in the last minute and it said I had another minute to go.
This is the longest 2 minutes of my life.
Finally my timer went off and I jumped. I slowly walked over to the test but refused to look at it. I took another deep breath and looked at myself in the mirror.
Please don't be pregnant.
I then picked up the test and finally looked at it. 2 lines. I put my hand over my mouth and felt tears forming in my eyes. "No no no no no."
I was now breathing in and out very quickly. "This can't be happening." I walked out of the bathroom and sat on Dylan and I's bed. I put my head in my hands and was trying to think of a way to tell Dylan.
He's going to leave me. He's been so successful recently and all his hard work is finally starting to pay off. A baby is going to ruin all that. It's just gonna stress him out even more. He won't want anything to do with it.
During my mini panic attack I realized I was only thinking about Dylan and not myself.
There is a baby growing inside of me. I am now responsible for another human's life. If Dylan doesn't want any part in this child's life then he won't get to have any part in mine. This is my child too and I am sure as hell not getting rid of him or her. I will not waste a human life just because Dylan and I made a mistake. It's not fair.
Oh but I really hope he'll stay.
It had been 2 hours since I found out I was pregnant and Dylan would be home soon. I still wasn't sure how I would tell him and I was nervous as hell.
I was making pasta when I heard the sound of keys rustling and our apartment door opening. Not long after I felt two strong arms wrap around my waste. He rested his head on my shoulder and applied a small kiss to it. "Hey beautiful."
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest because I was so nervous.
I turned my head a little and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Hi handsome." I turned back around and continued stirring the pasta.
He lightly chuckled and rested his head back on my shoulder. "What are you making?" "Spaghetti and meatballs." "Mmm my favorite." He said while giving my shoulder another kiss.
He then started to sprinkle kisses up my neck. "Babe I'm making dinner." I groaned. He ignored me and just continued.
I turned around again to face him. "Please just let me finish making dinner. I'm almost done." I said a little harsher. He was kinda surprised because I never act like this but still decided to test me.
He leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss on the lips. I pulled away angrily making him step back a little. "Why are you mad? D-Did I do something wrong?"
