My Love, Brian May {Book 2}

Test

     I wake up the next morning with a terrible headache and a very upset stomach. I squirm in bed hoping it would go away but no luck, so I decide to get up only to find myself rushing to the bathroom to throw up.
     I throw up a few more times before leaning against the wall of the bathroom in exhaustion. Every part of my body was sore and only getting worse at every minute. I suddenly hear rushing feet approach the bathroom only to find Brian in nothing but his underwear looking worried as hell.
     "Izzy, are you alright love?" He asks taking a seat next to me on the floor and holding me close to him. I bury my forehead in my palms at the pain before replying.
     "I...think it worked..." I reply massaging my pounding temples. He freezes at my words, his breathing quickening.
     "Wh...what?!" He exclaims in almost joy but quickly concern again at the sight of my pain.
     "I feel like shit. And I just threw up basically nothing. I didn't eat anything yesterday that could affect that." I explain raising my head from my sweaty palms and taking deep breaths as I too begin to feel excitement build up inside of me.
     "Well... do you have a test?" He asks rubbing my back sympathetically. I nod before pointing up to the medicine, not wanting to get up and get it myself. He nods before standing up and fetching the unopened test from the box. He hands me the test allowing me to slowly get up to take it.
     "Could you wait outside real quick?" I ask as I hold my stomach in pain.
     "There's nothing I've never seen before darling." He chuckles refusing to leave making me a bit irritated.
     "Brian a symptom of early pregnancy is mood swings. You do not want to say no to me right now." I snap in the most non serious way ever. With that, he's out of bathroom in less than 3 seconds, leaving me with the device to determine my pregnancy.
    I follow all the instructions on the box until it said wait 3 minutes. I sigh before lazily opening the door to find Brian pacing back and forth still with his underwear on. I couldn't judge, I was only in a bra and underwear.
     I hold up the test and set it on the side table next to me leaving me to wait the whole dreadful three minutes. Collapsing on the bed, I curl up into a ball, wanting to just die right then and there from the awful pain. Brian could see I was irritated so did the right thing and keep a good distance away from me.
     I look up at the clock reading 7:23. "Go check it." I muffle into the covers making Brian scurry on over to the awaiting test. Suddenly I hear something drop. I raise my head to find him covering his mouth with his back turned on me and the test on the ground. Not wanting to really know, I get up and drag myself towards the door to the bedroom where I proceeded to go down the stairs in the fastest manner I could handle.
     By his reaction, I knew I had a child growing inside of me at this very moment. But that child did not stop me from craving the most exotic foods.
     I enter the kitchen to find Roger having him a beer while ferociously writing in his song book. He looks to find me in basically nothing before turning completely red.
     "Good morning." He says after nervously clearing his throat.
     "Don't get me started." I mutter marching past him towards the awaiting pantry. I scavenge around until I find a random box of muffins that we bought specifically for the wedding. I take all six and begin to shovel my mouth with sweet cake with Roger watching confusingly from the background.
     Suddenly Brian appears from the kitchen doorway, fully clothed, and still shocked. I hear Roger whisper to him, "what's gotten into her?"
     From the corner of my eye, I see him hold the test in front of Roger making him possess the same shocked expression as Brian. As I finish one muffin I dig right into the next one.
     "Darling, do you want to see the result?" Brian asks, slowly approaching me as if I was a savage lion feasting on prey.
     "I already know what it says dear." I reply with a mouthful of cake. He sets the test on the counter in front of me anyways to show a big, bold, positive sign. "Lucky us." I sigh averting my eyes away from the small screen.
     "Izzy, you don't like pistachio muffins." Brian states as I continue to eat the green colored cake.
     "Yeah well, pregnancy does strange to you love." I reply in a still annoyed tone, finishing the second muffin. All of a sudden, I feel almost a brick hit me, mentally, allowing me to become very emotional. "Oh my god..." I mumble feeling tears swell up in my eyes. "I'm actually pregnant." I cry putting the third muffin down and covering my mouth as I bawl my eyes out.
     "Oh sweetheart," Brian coos, pulling me into a hug as I cry rivers of tears. He turns to Roger, exchanging expressions before minding their own business. "Are you happy?" He asks as I try to wipe my tears from my flaming cheeks.
"Yeah," I reply in a raspy voice as I continue to dry my running eyes.
"Then why are you crying love?" He chuckles pushing piece of my hair behind my ear as some of them began to stick to my cheeks.
"I don't know! I told you pregnancy does strange things to a woman. Especially one who's never had one before." I cry, producing more tears. "I'm sorry for being so rude to you." I wail burying my watered face in his clean dry shirt.
"Hey it's okay love. Why don't you go upstairs and put some clothes on?" He suggests resulting me me nodding my head yes and making my way up the stairs, leaving the two boys downstairs.
'This pregnancy better be worth it.'