Two Hearts Collided

Chapter 8: Baby time

"So," Ellen asks, shifting in her seat a week later. "You guys cancelled the tour. Why?"

All of us exchange a nervous glance.

Do we tell them the truth?

Something tells me I should.

"Honestly Ellen, we were falling apart." I admit quietly. I'm really tired, even though I slept fifteen hours last night. I admit.

"The band?" she asks.

"Yes, and our relationships. All of us were fighting. It was terrible."

"Terrible enough to cancel the tour?" she questions.

"Well it was enough to make me quit and worry about Carter and I divorcing so I would say yes."

Screams of protest are sounded from the crowd.

"Relax." I talk over them. "I'm back in the band and Carter and I are fine."

Everyone sighs.

"What about the thousands of fans that don't get to see you in concert?"

"Oh, we're not going to just leave them hanging." Lucy says. "We're trying to figure out something. We're infinitely going to visit there and let all of them in free."

"Well that's wonderful." She says. "Now for the fun stuff." She says. "What is the crasiest fan experience you've ever had?"

We all look around, hesitating.

"Definitely when we had five girls break into our bus as three in the morning." Carter says

Ellen raises both of her eyebrows. "What?"

"It was three in the morning and I couldn't sleep, and then I heard footsteps and the door opened and they were whispering. I get out of bed and they all looked alarmed. All of us got up and they were just huge fans that weren't allowed to go to our concert in San Fran so we just gave them some of our stuff."

"You guys didn't call the police?" Ellen laughs.

"No." Rachel frowns. "They were just fans. Besides, they snuck out of their house and followed us almost to Vegas from San Fran just to meet us."

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It's been a month. The pregnancy hasn't been brought up by anyone, but I know it's time to check. Everyone, being all of our family, is at me and Carter's. I mean all of us, being all my blood relatives on both sides, all of Carters, all of Lucy's, Ryder's, Rachel's, Ryan's, Alec's, and Cody's. All of our workers are here with their wives. We're having a birthday party for Cody.

I'm upstairs pacing the bedroom. My boobs are tender and I've been more tired than usual and I've been peeing more and I've been nauseous with weird cravings. That, and I skipped my period.

I read online but asthma while pregnant can be bad for the baby so I am doing everything to keep away asthma attacks. So far it's working. I haven't had an attack.

I can hear laughter and voices downstairs.

I look at the clock on the bedside table.

It's been five minutes. Just check the tests!

No, I can't.

Check the fucking tests, Roxy!

I suck in a deep breath and go into the bathroom and look at the pregnancy tests. I got three.

My heart is pounding in my ears.

I see two little pink equal signs on all of them.

It takes a second to register.