Author's Note: OH MY GOODNESS!! I can't believe this is already my 50th chapter! Thank you guys so much for all of your support! And a special thank you to @bagelbud for the request!
"Shit, shit, shit, shit." You mumble under your breath as you try to read the results of the pink test with shaking hands.
"(Y/N), are you ok?" Christian asks worriedly, knocking on the bathroom door.
"Y-yeah, I'm f-fine." You stumble over your words as tears threaten to spill out of the corner of your eyes.
"Are you sure? Do you need me to come in?" He inquired once again.
"N-no, I'll be out in a minute." You respond wearily, completely afraid of the positive pregnancy test you're holding in your hands.
How could this have happened? You and Christian were always so careful? How the hell are you supposed to tell him that you are carrying his child? What if he doesn't want to have a baby with you? You've only been dating for three months, what if he leaves you? Oh God, what if he leaves you.
Uncertainty and doubt clouds your mind and you are unable to hear the fists pounding on the bathroom door. Little did you know that you had been sobbing for the last few moments and Christian was about to break the door to get to you.
"(Y/N)! (Y/N)! Unlock the door!" He yells in desperation, immediately snapping you out of your trance.
You gather up every ounce of courage and strength you have and lift yourself off of the cold tile floor to unlock the door.
You are met face to face with a worried and red-faced Christian before he wraps his arms around your shaking body in a bone-crushing hug.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He looks you dead in the eye, horrified that the love of his life had just been hysterically crying.
You softly chuckle at his choice of nickname for you thinking about how ironic it is. You pull the small pregnancy test off of the white granite countertop and place it in Christian's hands.
He stares at it blankly for about three seconds before meeting your eyes. You nod your head to confirm.
Immediately, the biggest smile you've ever seen is plastered onto his face as he holds you in his arms.
"Wait," He begins, pulling away from the hug as the smile disappears from his face, "Is this why you were crying? Do you not want the baby?" He asks, almost in tears at the thought that you wouldn't want to keep this child.
"No, I want this baby." You say truthfully, looking him in his gorgeous chocolate brown eyes.
"Then why were you crying?" He wonders worriedly.
"I-I was afraid that you wouldn't want to have a baby with me or that you'd leave me." You clarified, looking at the floor to avoid his glare.
"That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard." He concluded, taking you into his arms and spinning you around the tiny bathroom in pure bliss and a small giggle escapes your lips.
"I love you Christian." You blurt out when he sets you back onto the ground.
"I love you too, (Y/N), and I already love our child." He affirmed, placing his hand on your stomach with a grin on his face.
