#Gracy (2.0) // A stacyplays and Graser10 FF

Chapter 12 : Positives and Proposals

Hey friends. This gon get weird, enjoy.

One month later...

Stacy's POV

"Ooh, here's a nice one! Only a hundred thousand!" I exclaimed.

Me and Graser are currently on FaceTime and are finally doing it. We're gonna move in together, but we thought it'd be a good idea to get a new house.

"I was leaning more towards like two fifty grand but... what's it like?" Graser asked. We're not really agreeing on anything right now.

I say cheap house to renovate, he says decently priced move-in-ready.

I say at least four bedrooms and two bathrooms. He says two bedrooms and two bathrooms.

I say two floors, he says one.

I say huge backyard, he says it's not entirely necessary.

House shopping WITH someone is more difficult than I thought.

"It's a ranch style like you wanted but... ugh, why are you being so complicated?!" "How am I being complicated?" He asked. "Cause you're not agreeing with me! For instance, why do you not want a big backyard for the dogs?!" "You gonna mow all that grass?" "... We'll just need a lawnmower that you can ride." "Ok. Sure." He said, rolling his eyes. "But really, what is the need for four bedrooms, Stacy?" He asked.

I had a few reasons, but mostly because we can have our bedroom, our own offices, plus a spare room for whatever.

"Cause. We'll have our bedroom, our two separate offices, and a spare room that could be a storage room or a guest bedroom." I answered. "I guess." He replied.

We continued shopping together, and when we were finally agreeing on something, I felt really really nauseous. I told Graser to wait a minute and I went to my bathroom where I threw up a lot. I wasn't surprised as I had eaten something with gluten by accident this morning so it was a matter of time before that happened.

I went back to Graser and told him what happened, and we continued shopping. Eventually, we came across something we both liked. We liked it so much, I contacted the people and scheduled to go take a peek tomorrow.

Meanwhile in England...

Will's POV

I was just editing a video when my phone buzzed. I looked at it, it was my girlfriend, Emily. We've been getting along very well, I honestly couldn't have asked for a better partner in crime. I looked at her message, and it confused me a little.

"I left work and I'm coming over your house. We need to talk."

Uh oh.

Hopefully she doesn't wanna leave me. She wouldn't wanna leave, right? We've been getting along too well! There's no problems between us!

I anxiously waited for her to show up, and finally she did in an Uber. She came up to the door with a tear rolling down her cheek. "What's wrong, Emily?" I asked, she didn't answer, she just wrapped her arms around me. "C'mon, let's go inside." I said, she followed me upstairs to my room where we both sat down on my bed. She just buried her face in my chest as she was crying.

"Emily, please tell me what's the matter!"

I was really worried about her, I know her and I know it's difficult to make her cry. I know something is very wrong if she's crying this much. "I don't know what to do, Will." She mumbled. "About what, sweetheart?"

"This isn't your fault, and I don't want to lose you because of it, but... I'm pregnant."

...That is not what I expected.