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i flipped it over. two lines. two... lines.
"oh my god" i started bawling. fanta knew. of course she knew. she led me to the couch and just held me. she held me until i stopped crying.
"what am i going to tell him..."
"you will tell him that your having a baby. together. that it's his baby and well, it's up to you what you want to do."
"i'm keeping the baby. but what if he doesn't want it."
"i'll be right here. always."
"okay, yeah. you should go. he should be home soon."
"okay. i love you. you've got this" she said as he walked to the door.
"thank you... for everything."
"that's what best friends are for." she gave me one last hug. i closed the door behind her and decided to get dress. i was feeling better anyways. must just be morning sickness. i started cooking dinner. i made chicken alfredo.  it was one of his favorites. it might make telling him easier. he got home and gave me a light hug.
"are you feeling better?" he asked me.
i nodded, "much, i made dinner."
"okay, what'd you make"
"chicken alfredo" i gave him a slight kiss.
"yummy" he said with a smile returning a kiss.
"sit down, and i'll make your plate." he agreed. he went and sat down at the table with his back facing me. i went into our room and grabbed the stick. i put it in my back pocket, i made ours plates and took them to the table. we started to eat. once we were done he cleared the plates for us and sat back down.
"so..." my voice was starting to shake.
"are you okay? what's wrong" he asked.
"i need to tell you something" i was worried. i just had to come out and say it. he just starred at me. waiting for me to tell him. that when i started reaching for my back pockets. i grabbed the test and laid it on the table. he looked at it and looked at me, he kept doing that for a few seconds.
"is this a..." he started to ask.
"a pregnancy test, yes. it's positive, it's yours. it's ours. and i understand if you don't want to stay..."
he dropped the test and picked me up.
"i love you. and i want this. and i want us. i love you. and i will always be here." he sat me down. he gave me a kiss. "let's go change and watch a movie. we will figure out everything with the show, and the media later. we will have to tell marc and wendy first and see what they want to do."
"okay, i love you too" i have him a slight smile. he grabbed my hand led me to our room to change.
"move in with me, i mean you already pretty much live here but completely. let's move your stuff."
"okay. yeah."
we laid down in the bed and cuddled for a while. i slowly fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.

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