Unplanned: Calum

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Lizbeth POV
"Are you okay?" Calum asks, pausing the movie to turn toward you on the couch. "You've been acting kind of weird all week," he explains, his voice full of concern.

"I have to tell you something," I reply, biting my lip and trying to keep back the tears threatening to spill.
"You're scaring me," Calum said quietly, laughing nervously.
A tear slips from my eye and I wipe it away quickly. "Lizbeth, tell me what's going on," Calum pleads. "Don't be mad, okay?" I say, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Just tell me," Calum responds, his voice shaking. "Calum, um, Calum, I'm p-pregnant," I stutter, looking down at my hands.
When no reaction comes from Calum, I glance up at him, trying to read his expression.
He sits, frozen, staring at something that I can't see. "Calum?" I whisper. He shakes his head as if coming out of a daze and he returns his eyes to me. "What?" He manages to croak out.
"I'm pregnant," I repeat, my voice shaking as my eyes pool with tears. "You're pregnant," he mimics, running a hand through his hair.
"Say something," I whisper into a strained silence. "I'm, uh, I'm the dad?" He asks quietly. "Yes, Calum, you're my boyfriend," I reply, growing impatient.
"What if it doesn't like me?" He whispers, his tear-filled eyes meeting yours.
"What?" I reply, not understanding the question. "What if I'm not a good dad?" He clarifies, quickly wiping away a tear as it trails down his cheek. "You want to be a dad?" I ask, shocked by his response.
"I didn't plan on being a dad right now," he explains, "But you didn't plan on being a mom either. It's not just your baby." I let my tears fall freely now, as I wrap my arms around his neck. sobbing into his chest.
"I'm s-so s-scared!" I cry into his shirt. "We're gonna be okay," he coos, rubbing my back and hugging me tightly, "You're gonna be a great mom and we're gonna be okay." I nod into his shirt and take deep breaths, composing yourself.
"I'm gonna be with you every step of the way," he says seriously, "and it'll be a good thing. You'll see." "I love you," I whisper, smiling up at him gratefully.
"I love you, too," he replies, kissing my nose. "And I love our baby," he adds, touching your stomach gently.
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Hope you enjoy it Lizbeth ! Request are open for now and if you are a fan of Harry Styles please read my new story called 'Paranormal'.
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~Bethany

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