There's No Way

Late

[Shawn's POV]

The sunlight peering through the curtains was enough to wake me from my slumber. I couldn't contain the smile that spread across my face at the sight of the sleeping beauty next to me. I reached my hand up to her face, brushing a few stray strands of her hair behind her shoulder. The action revealed a couple subtle reminders of last night peppered around her neck and chest. She smiled softly as I brushed one of my thumbs across her cheek, leaning her face into the palm of my hand.

"Good morning," she whispered contently, her eyes still closed. 

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up," I shyly responded. She brought her hand to rest atop mine and opened her eyes to meet mine.

"I don't mind. I kinda prefer to be awake with you," she joked. I could already feel my cheeks flushing at her sweet words. I'm pretty sure she's the only girl in the world who could make me blush like an idiot with just a few simple words, and she loved to take advantage of that superpower. I wrapped my arms around her still bare torso and pulled her in closer to me, placing a tender kiss to her lips before she cuddled into my chest.

"I just wanna stay here all day." Her words were muffled slightly considering her face was still pressed into my chest.

"I mean I don't have any plans..." I responded. She giggled into my chest and squeezed her small arms tighter around my torso. My hands were lazily playing with her hair as she lifted her face to look at me. "You're so beautiful," I repeated for what was probably the thousandth time that week.

"Thanks, so are you," she quietly responded with a delicate smile.

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[Camila's POV]

Shawn had left for the gym about twenty minutes ago and I had just gotten out of the shower. I spent a good chunk of the morning doing normal housework - cleaning laundry, washing dishes, and picking up a few out-of-place items that had been strewn about the house during the week. I heard my phone ding from across the room. I set down the basket of clean clothes that I was currently carrying and hurried over to grab my phone that had been on the charger. I had expected to see a text from Shawn. It was fairly routine at this point for him to text me when he was done at the gym to ask if I wanted him to bring home anything for breakfast or if I needed anything while he was out. Much to my surprise, the notification on my phone was not a text from my love.

Period Tracker - Your period is over a week late.

I'm pretty sure I audibly gasped when I saw what the notification said. At first I immediately discredited it, thinking that surely there was no way I could actually pregnant. However after some quick math I realized that it wasn't necessarily out of the question. I have no recollection of whether or not Lucas had used a condom or not, but then again it's hard to imagine someone would pause in the middle of raping someone to make sure they were protected. Panic started to set in at the thought that I may or may not be pregnant with Lucas' child. How would I tell Shawn? How would he react? Almost every part of me thought for sure that Shawn would be understanding and caring, but then again this wasn't just some small hiccup that you work through and move on from. This was life-changing, for me at least - potentially both of us. I hadn't even taken a test yet and I already felt myself spiraling. 

Deep breaths, Camila. Don't panic until you know for sure.

My inner monologue was unconvincing, though. Soon enough I could feel the tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. I squeezed my eyes shut and willed the tears to go away. Just then, my phone dinged again. This time it was the usual text from Shawn.

Just got done - breakfast? Need anything while I'm out?

I couldn't help but laugh at the question. Do I need anything while he's out? Oh sure, just a few pregnancy tests babe! Despite my efforts, the panic was continuously bubbling up in me. My fingers tapped at the screen, trying to respond as nonchalantly as possible.

I would love breakfast! I don't think we need anything else. <3

I cleared the notification from my Period Tracker app and set my phone back down, picking up the previously discarded basket of laundry and carrying it into the bedroom to put away the clothes. About ten minutes later I heard the door open, signaling that my love had returned. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down before facing him. Before I knew it, he was popping his head around the corner of the bedroom door looking adorable as ever. It always amazed me how just looking at him seemed to bring me peace.

"Hey cutie, breakfast is served," he said with a wink. I put the last stack of folded clothes in the dresser drawer before walking over to him and pressing a kiss to his lips.

"Well then let's eat!" I said excitedly, attempting to mask the enormous amount of anxiety I was currently feeling. I tried to act as normal as possible while we ate breakfast, but apparently that wasn't working. Shawn had clearly noticed that something was up with me.

"Are you doing okay? You seem...distant," Shawn said, his face etched with concern for me. I knew him well enough to know that he was worried it had something to do with everything that had happened last night.

"Oh yeah, I'm okay. Just not feeling too well." My response wasn't technically a lie - just maybe not completely honest.

"It's not about last night, is it?" He asked hesitantly. I shook my head and grabbed his hand.

"Last night was perfect, Shawn. I'm serious, I just don't feel very good this morning," I spoke.

"Do you need to go to the doctor? I can take you today if you'd like. I'm sure they'd be able to squeeze you in..." I quickly declined his offer by shaking my head.

"No, no, no - I'll be okay. Don't worry about me." I stood up and began to quickly clean up the dining table. I placed a quick kiss to the top of Shawn's head, who was still sitting at the table. I felt horrible for lying to him, but I knew if he was aware of what was going on he would completely understand. Silence lingered between us for several minutes as I cleaned up the mess from breakfast.

"Hey babe? I'm gonna head out for a few, I forgot there was a couple things I needed to pick up." Shawn shouted from the living room.

"Sounds good," I responded - trying my best to mask all of the overwhelming emotions that I was currently feeling.

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I was standing at the kitchen sink washing a few more dishes when I felt a strong arm wrap around my torso, holding a bouquet of sunflowers in front of me.

"Are these what you forgot?" I playfully asked with a smile, leaning back into his chest. He kissed my cheek before responding.

"Okay okay, maybe I lied a little bit - but it was for a good cause!" He defended himself, his dimples prominently displayed on his cheeks. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in for a much needed kiss.

"I love you," I whispered against his lips. He smiled softly as he set the bouquet down on the counter and brought his hands up to cup my face.

"I love you too...and I don't know what's going on in the pretty little head of yours, but I can tell something's up. Just promise me that you won't let whatever it is bring you down too much, okay? You don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to, but if you do need someone to talk to...you know I'm always right here for you."

His words made my heart feel like it was on overdrive. I felt a stray tear fall from my eyes, though it was quickly brushed away by Shawn's thumb. He pulled me into a hug as I let the emotions take me over. I quickly found myself sobbing into his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around me. I knew his heart was hurting for me, but he didn't ask any questions. Part of me thought about just telling him that I was pregnant - but I restrained when I remembered that I wasn't even 100% sure that I was. When I told him I needed to be sure. So I didn't say anything - I just stood there, crying into his chest as he held me close.

A/N: Fun fact - I've received that exact notification on my phone before. I wasn't pregnant though, turns out I just have a lazy uterus.