(y/n pov)
You held your stomach sitting down, head pounding, feeling like you were going to throw up. "Y/N!" You heard your husband scream. You sighed, standing back up. "Y/N!" He yelled again, running up the stairs.
"Gr-Grayson," You said as he walked into the room. He looked at you, holding your stomach, still not out of your pajamas. "I don't fee-" He cut you off.
"You didn't make the brownies?" He asked, ignoring the fact that you were so pale, you looked like you were going to pass out. You sighed, shaking your head. You could see the anger rising within him and you sighed.
"I feel sick, Grayson," You said.
"What does that have to do with making brownies?" He asked. You sighed. "I have the meeting in 20 minutes, what am I supposed to bring?" He groaned. You sighed again, only this time feeling something come up your throat.
"Grayson, I-" He cut you off.
"Y/N, get your shit together," He screamed. You winced, nodding slowly. This wasn't the Grayson you'd fallen in love with. "What the fuck am I going to do now?" He screamed, pacing around the room. You sighed, feeling dizzy.
"Grayson," You whispered, holding your stomach. "Grayson," You called louder. He turned around, only to see you bend over and throw up all over the floor. You groaned as you stared at the puke on the floor, knowing you'd have to clean it up.
"What the fuck?!" Grayson yelled. You shut your eyes, a tear slipping out. "You're fucking cleaning that up, that's fucking disgusting," He yelled, causing you to let out a sob.
"I'm- I'm sorry," You whispered, knees ready to give out on you. You looked up to see him rolling his eyes as he left the room.
"I don't know when I'll be back, don't wait for me," He yelled over his shoulder, walking down the stairs. You walked to the door of the room you shared and looked out. He grabbed his keys. "I'll just fucking buy brownies," He yelled, shutting the front door behind him.
You cried harder, walking back into the room, looking at the mess you'd made. What happened to him? What happened to the Grayson you once knew?
You wobbled over to the bathroom to grab a towel, to clean up your vomit. You crouched down next to it dropping the towel, the smell making you want to throw up again. You sighed, as you began to clean up the vomit, and stood up halfway, deciding your throat felt dry.
You walked down the stairs, and into the kitchen, grabbing a glass. You went to the sink to fill up the glass, putting it to your lips. But before you could take a sip, the glass slipped from your fingers. You watched the glass fall and shatter against the tile as tears filled your eyes again.
You looked at the shards of glass scattered across the kitchen floor, wondering if you should call Ethan next door, but then remembering that he was also headed to the meeting. You shut your eyes, tears falling faster, unable to hold yourself up as you gripped onto the counter.
But despite trying to keep your eyes open, you fell over to the side, fainting and lying still on the kitchen floor when Grayson got home later that night.
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Gray had come in late, really late, staying out as long as possible still being mad at you. So when he came home at almost midnight, he expected you to be in bed. Not lying on the kitchen floor, water and shards of glass around you.
His eyes widened as he walked in, dodging the glass that had been broken hours ago. "Y/N?" He called out. He waited a moment, but when it became clear you weren't opening your eyes, he freaked out. "Y/N!" He yelled, picking you up.
Picking you up and wrapping your arm around his neck, he grabbed his keys running out the door and to his car. Setting you in the back, he hurried over to the driver's seat and began to drive. Speeding to the hospital, he checked back at you, every few seconds, calling your name. What had happened. Why weren't you waking up?
He parked at the hospital, not caring to pay for parking and ran back to get you, carrying you in. You lay unconscious in his arms and he looked down at you, running through the automatic doors of the emergency.
Nurses rushed to his aid and before he could comprehend what was happening, he was being told to wait outside a room. You were taken him and he paced around the hall, head in his hands, tears in his eyes, before a doctor came out, what felt like hours later.
"Grayson Dolan?" She asked. Grayson turned quickly and nodded, rushing over. "Are you the husband?" She asked as he nodded again.
"Y-yeah, yes that's me," He said, trying to look past her and at you. She smiled at him and stepped aside, letting him in.
"Congratulations, Mr. Dolan, your wife's pregnant," She said. Grayson's eyes widened at her as he looked back at you, lying in the bed. He walked over to you slowly as you watched his eyes fill with tears. "I'll give you two a moment," The doctor said, closing the door behind her.
Grayson sat in the chair next to the bed, reaching over to take your hand in his. You flinched as your hands came in contact and he let go, hands back in his lap. "How- how did you not know?" He asked. You shrugged.
"She said I'm almost three months," You told him. He nodded, looking at your stomach, bump still not visible. "I'll sign the divorce papers, Grayson," You whispered. Grayson looked back at you, eyes wide.
"Divorce papers? Y/N, you're carrying my baby," He said. You let out a sigh and he looked at you, eyes running over your features. "It's mine, right?" He asked quietly. You nodded.
"Of course it's yours," You said. He nodded and looked at you. "You don't want a divorce?" You asked him. His eyes widened again as he shook his head.
"Why would I want a divorce?" He asked. You sighed. "Y/N, I married you for a reason, I'm not divorcing you," He said. You shrugged, head starting to hurt again.
"Well, I-" He cut you short.
"Do you want a divorce?" He asked. You opened your mouth to answer but he continued. "If you want a divorce, I- I understand, I just still want to be a part of the baby's li-" You cut him off this time.
"I don't want a divorce, Grayson," You said. He nodded slowly. "It's you who keeps acting like you don't want me anymore," You admitted. His eyes widened.
"I don't- Y/N, I still want you, I love you," He said. You sighed. "Y/N I love you with every part of me," He whispered.
"Then show me."
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AN// this was supposed to go up tomorrow but my friend really wanted this so thanks to her, you'e got this one too :) I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO K-12 ON REPEAT FOR 4 DAYS NOW I WAITED 2 YEARS FOR THIS ALBUM AND HOLY I'M SO SATISFIED,, okay sorry, love you all so so much <3
