idea by: zayn_malik_imagine ps you rock
You had your knees up to your chest, sitting on your bathroom floor for a while now. In front of you on the floor was a pregnancy test. One that would change everything forever.
It was positive. You were having you boyfriend, Luke's, baby.
You asked yourself how could you be so stupid and careless? Luke was in a world-wide famous band and was always away. He is in no shape or form to be able to have a baby right now.
The sound of the door slamming snapped you out of your trance and you quickly stood up, taking the test in your hands. You exit the bathroom and toss the test in the trash and cover it with papers. After hiding the evidence, you leave the room to greet your boyfriend.
"Y/n!" You hear him shout. You trot nervously down the stairs and see him plopped down on the couch lazily. He perks up when he sees you, "Hey, babe." He smiles. You return a weak one and sit next to him. He sits up and scoots closer to you, "Something's wrong." He commented and placed a hand on your back soothingly.
"Luke, we messed up." You whisper. You glance over at him and his eyes refused to meet yours, "You're not pregnant are you?" He asked for clarification. You felt the tears start to well up in the brim of your eyes and nod slightly, "I am." You manage to spit out.
He quickly gets up from the couch, "How could this be happening?" He asked rather loudly. You get up and stand behind him, "We weren't careful." You say. "Y/n," he says and turns around to meet your look. He takes your hands in his before speaking again, "I can't do this. I can't have a baby right now. I'm sorry."
And with that, he was gone.
this was so depressing omfg but stay tuned for part 2
