T H E Y D O N ' T K N O W A B O U T
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Zach's POV
I'm going to be a father. A father. I'm only 17 and I'm going to be a father.
"Are you ok?" y/n asked "Yeah I'm just thinking." I told her.
I found out that I was going to be a father a couple of days ago. Y/n found out that she was pregnant a couple of weeks ago but she never told me.
Y/n has been pregnant for a month now. When she took a test she came out positive. So here we are, working on our homework while y/n is pregnant with my child. We'll I'm working on homework.
She hasn't been to school ever since she found out.
I know that we did something that people could consider wrong but we consider it as good thing.
We did something and that's it. We can't take it back. We don't regret it. People might talk but me and y/n already know to ignore anything that is negative.
"Zach are you sure your ok?" y/n asked once again "Yeah I am." I said as I faced her.
We were in her room sitting on her bed studying. Ha that's funny. We said that last time.
"Zach, I know this is a lot to take in and if you want out I understand." she said as she sat next me "no y/n it's not that. I would never want out. I love you and our kid." I said as I faced her.
She smiled lightly and kissed me.
I didn't want out. Of course I didn't. I love y/n. I love our kid. What could be more perfect?
But the thing that I didn't like was that y/n was going to school. People could be so cruel. They will say shit. That's how high school is, sadly.
Y/n was going back to school tomorrow. I don't want her getting hurt.
My ex has always been hating on her. Now that's she's pregnant, I'm pretty sure things are going to be worse.
*next day*
It was Tuesday morning. I just woke up from my alarm that I had on my phone.
I looked at y/n and she was sleeping so peacefully.
I've been staying over at her house because I do need to take care of her.
Her mom was mad when she found out but she understood since she was in her daughter's situation once.
Y/n's dad left her at a very young age. He was never apart of her life.
My parents know that I got y/n pregnant. They also got mad but they knew that I would be responsible of my kid. My family understood the consequences.
After all there is no going back. Like I said I don't regret it.
"Baby." I whispered "Hmh" y/n said in her sleep. She's been so tired lately. She can't sleep well. Since her stomach is growing she can't lay face down. She loves laying face down.
