Crying, you look at the packaging of the pregnancy test. What if you are really pregnant? How should it continue? You haven't done the test yet, you are too scared to see what's on it. You can't be pregnant, you just broke up with your boyfriend just a few weeks ago. You didn't want to burden him, you didn't want him to waste his thoughts on you while he's on tour. You wanted him to be free and happy, that's why you broke up with him, even though it was the painful thing you ever had to do. The thought makes you cry even more. You get up from the edge of the bathtub and go to the mirror to look into your tears overflowing face. What has just become of you, you were the happiest girl a few months ago and now you are standing here with a tear-stained face and are afraid to be pregnant. From below you hear the front door, you call for your best friend, she said she need to get something before you do the test together, you just didn't want to do it alone. She doesn't answer so you want to go downstairs to check on her, when suddenly Brad's face appears at the bathroom door. "Brad." You whisper. He doesn't answer you, he comes up to you and pulls you into his arms. "(Your best friend's name) told me everything, why didn't you call me? Of course I want to be here when we get to know if you're pregnant or not." He pulls back and you can see he also has tears in his eyes. "Because I broke up with-" Your voice cracks up. "Let's talk about it later, okay? Let's do the test." Brad strokes your arm. After you take the test, you leave it up in the bathroom and go down to the living room where Brad is already waiting for you. "And?" Brad asks nervously. "We have to wait 5 minutes." You smile and sit next to him on the sofa. "I set the alarm." he answers back. "Brad, you shouldn't be here." Nervous, you look at the floor. "Why not? This concerns me as much as you do." I am the father! " A bit angry, he looks at you from the side. "Because all of this is just a burden for you, because this all here just keep you from being really happy." You say. "A burden?" He asks in disbelief. "Is that why you broke up with me?" You don't answer him. "You're not a burden to me, you never were. (Y/N) I love you." He takes your hand in his and looks straight into your eyes. "Yeah maybe not now, but what about in 5 years? What if you think back to the time now and realize that you wasted your time with me." Tears run down your cheeks. "I wouldn't do that, I'm not wasting my time because you make me happy and nothing else. (Y/N) don't push me away, I want all this here." You've been trying to avoid his gaze the whole time, but now you look at him. "Even if the pregnancy test is positive?" You ask. "Yes, even if the pregnancy test is positive, there are always two involved in it. I'll support you in everything." Just when you want to say something the alarm rings. Both of you look at the phone and then you look at each other. Brad gets up and reaches for your hand. "I'm afraid." You wispher. "Don't need to. I know we can do it." He smiles. You both go upstairs in the bathroom, Brad takes the test and looks at it. There is no reaction from him, which unsettles you, but then a big grin appears on his face. "Positive." "Positive?" Crying, you go to Brad over and look at the test. You don't know if you are crying because you are relieved to finally know it or because you are really pregnant. Brad pulls you in his arms. "We are going to be parents." Happily, he kisses you. In that moment all your doubts disappear and happiness comes up in you. "I'm sorry, that I pushed you away." You say, when you pull away. "It's all good, just promise me that you don't do it anymore, because all this here." He looks to your stomach and then back to your face. "Is all that I want, I can't imagine anything better that would make me any happier." "Promised." You smile and kiss him again. "I can't wait to have this family with you." He grins and lays his forehead on yours. "Neither do I." Even if you had a lot of doubt at the beginning, now you know that everything is right.
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Bradley Simpson Imagines
FanfictionJust a girl who's writing her imagination. Published these Imagines on my Instagram account @textingwithbrad