Emma's pov:
E:Where were you?
Em:Some fans came over and asked for a picture so we went for better lighting over there.
E:Okay but please don't do that...
Em:Why?Why were you so worried?
E:Because!It's not the first time this has happened...
Em:Ethan that was so long ago,I'm fine
He nodded and let go of my hand. He walked back to the table while I stood there. I have to tell him...now. I took a deep breath and turned around. I walked directly to the table,not caring about people in my way. I have to tell him.
I continued to walk until i reached the table where Ethan sat confused. I sat down across from him,moved both of our ice cream's out of the way,and looked at him.
E:What's going on?
Em:I'm...
I can't.
Em:I'm..happy
I couldn't tell him...not now. I thought I could do it,just rip off the bandaid but no. I'm too scared of his reaction. What if he freaks out and doesn't want to be involved. I'll be a single mom,at the age of 18.
E:Well,I'm happy,you're happy.
We shared a smile,well mine fake but his geniune. Why didn't I do it? Why couldn't I just spit it out!? I put my small pink spoon into my ice cream and took a scoop. I ate it quickly,getting a small brain freeze after. Ethan talked to me but I didn't respond. I just thought of how I could tell him. If my mom knew about this,she would have told me to do it. My dad,he would say tell him when you're ready. Olivia,She'd want me to do it aswell. And Amanda,The same as my dad.
That's 2,2. Who do I listen to?..I took another scoop of my ice cream and sighed quietly. Ethan started to talk about a video Gray and him were planning,I didn't listen,I just nodded every so often and said Yeah,cool.
We finished our ice cream and started heading back home. Ethan suggested we go somwhere else but I told him I was kinda tired which wasn't true. I just couldn't lie to him and say everything was okay,when in reality,It's not. I'm 18 and pregnant,the father doesn't know,We live in different states and None of my family know. It's hurting me more knowing that my mom thinks I'm just gone to La to visit some friends,not to tell the boy i missed so much,that i was pregnant with his child.
We got home and I went straight to bed,not to sleep but to think.
The thing that worries me most is that I don't have an apartment anymore. I had sold it two days after I left. I just wanted him to know so we could figure this out,together. We were much better together.
I tossed and turned the entire night,trying to figure out what to do. I eventually,after hours of being unable to sleep,got up and sat on the desk chair that was in their guest room. I pulled out a notebook that I had brought for when I was upset or anxious and needed to write. I have been doing this since I was a young girl but I hadn't written much the past few months. I started writing more frequently since I moved back home. I pulled out a pen too and started writing.
I wrote about Ethan,My mom,Olivia,Amanda,Grayson and how bad I felt for not telling anyone. I knew I needed to soon.
I heard some soft footsteps coming from the hallway. I turned around and saw Grayson standing in the doorway.
G:Everything okay?
Em:Yeah,Just can't sleep
He nodded.
Em:Well Goodnight...See you in a few hours.
G:Night
He left with that. I turned back to my note book and continued to write.
Although I only left for two weeks,it felt like an eternty. Ethan and I spent most days together and I had gotten used to being around him so often. I enjoyed it actaully.
I thought of our time together,It really was rather short. It felt much longer. We had gotten very close in the last few months. I had felt so happy and so special when I was with him. I felt Amazing. But now,He makes me happy but I just don't feel the same. I feel like I'm building up our friendship for nothing,I know,when I tell him I'm pregnant,It's all going to collapse.
A/N:Thanks for 500 votes!
Peace✌🏼
