frank iero's little sister // g.w.

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Daisy's P.O.V

*2 Weeks Later*

I paced back and forth while I waited the two minutes. I took the pregnancy test. I was anxious, but excited. I was probably gonna have a kid with the guy I love.

The timer beeped. I suddenly felt nervous. What if I am and Gerard doesn't want it?

I'm not getting an abortion and I'm not raising my baby the way I was raised.

I was about to turn around but stopped. "Gerard!" I called. He had been visiting me everyday. I was 80% sure I was pregnant. I was having morning sickness, weird cravings, and mood swings like crazy.

He ran in with wide eyes. "Are we having a kid?" He asked excitedly.

"I don't know. I'm scared. Promise me something?"

He nodded. "Anything in the world."

"Promise you'll love this baby. You can hate me, but love this baby." I asked tears in my eyes.

"I don't want to the love the baby." He shook his head.

I started to cry. "Why?"

He smiled and wiped away my tears with his thumb. "Because, I want to love the baby and you." He caressed my cheek.

"I've always loved you, Daisy. You want you to know. I never really liked Lindsay. I thought you didn't like me so I used Lindsay to get you off my mind. It didn't work. I'm so happy we might have a kid together." He kissed me softly.

"Let's find out if we're having a baby." He said smiling.

I took a deep breathe and nodding, smiling as well.

He turned it but made it to where his eyes could only see it.

He wore a blank expression and had tears in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I said feeling sad.

"You're ...." He busted out in tears.

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A/N:

Sperm.

Spermies.

Me, You, Bed NOW!

BABY - MAKING!

Oh my god. I'm laughing.

I just started singing it and my mom was like,

"Who are you saying that too!? Don't sing that again before I take your phone."

I was like "Myself."

She gave me a weird look and walked away.

She probably got the wrong idea :S

Anyways ...

I lost a couple pounds. My collar bones are starting to show.

They say starving makes you fatter. Pfft

I don't think you guys understand I can't even look at myself without feeling disgusted.

On a lighter note ....

My legs are sore. (That's what she said) But like seriously I don't what I did to make my legs sore. I've been doing homework all day and sitting. ;p

I'm probably grossing you out.

Skype me @ gerard_lover1

Yeah, judge my name {;

- ZoëBear