Fandom & Celebrity Imagines

Unexpected ( Matthew Gray Gubler)

T.W.: mentions pregnancy and vomiting

Angst with fluffy ending

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"Fuck!!" I shout into the air of the apartment, as I stare at the plastic stick in my hand. I've been really sick for the last few days, and my sister suggested I get a pregnancy test. Please be negative. Please be........

Fuck

I stare blankly at the two parallel lines on the stick. "Pregnant?"

I can't be, I haven't been with anybody. Well not since... Matt. My ex. The dreamy, multi-talented Matthew Gray Gubler. Who I haven't seen or heard from for over three weeks now. Not since we had a massive argument over his schedule and his flirtatious fans. I was jealous. Why? I don't know, I already had him. But not anymore. He called me out on my jealousy, before calling me a clingy and over possessive and kicking my out. I was wrong. And now I'm alone, with a baby.

Ring! Ring!

My thoughts are interrupted and I answer my cell. It's my agent, reminding me of the photoshoot I'm scheduled to have, with, who else....Matt. I knew this was coming, about a month ago we decided to come out to our fans about our relationship and me being an actress and model, a magazine photoshoot seemed appropriate. At the time anyway. I thought he would cancel by now, but oh well. Time to face my nightmare.

*time skip*

I make my way through the studio, nervous to see him again. Should I tell him? What will he say?..... Why am I even doing this?

"Y/N" my thoughts are interrupted by the photographer, who shows me around the set and talks me through the props. Next is wardrobe, make up, hair. Millions of people swarming around me, and through the crowd, I see him.

"Hey, Y/N" oh, that sweet voice of his.

" uh, hi" is that all I can say to him? Get it together.

" sorry, I forgot to cancel this" he stammers over his words. I guess he feels just as awkward as I do.

"Matthew, Y/N, we're ready!"

Lightbulbs flash, change positions, props, make-up, another position. His hands on me, he's so close, God he smells good. Flash. Flash. I'm getting dizzy, I can't breathe. Suddenly, my stomach churns and my breakfast is forcing it's way up. I push through the crowd and rush to the toilet. I flush and clean my face, before sinking to the floor. Tears begin to fall from my eyes and I hear a knock.

" Y/N? " Matt calls out as he enters, moving to sit beside me on the tile floor.

"You okay? Are you sick?" Yes.

" no, I'm fine" he grabs my shaking hands, holding them in his large, warm ones.

"Come on, angel, I know you're lying. What's wrong?" I look at him, his concern is genuine, why does he care?

" I'm, um. I'm pregnant " I whisper through my tears. His expression tells me he heard me. He pulls me close, burying my face in his shoulder.

" hey, it's okay..."

" no. It's not....you don't want it.. And I...I can't... " my words are lost in my tears again, and he pushes me at arms length.
" it's mine?" Kind of a stupid question. It only took me half a year to have sex with him and he thinks I've slept with someone else. I notice he's just staring at me, so I nod, not trusting my voice to work properly. I'm not sure what I expected from him, shouting, walking away. What I didn't expect was a smile, not just any smile, his big, beautiful smile that can melt all the ice on Antarctica.

"Y/N!" His voice pulls me from my daze.

" what?" I ask, as he pulls me into his arms again.
" we can do this, Y/N. I want you back and I want this baby" the words echo in my head and I look up into his deep, dark eyes.

" really?"
"Yes, really. I'm so sorry for what I said, what I did to you. I...I shouldn't have let you go. I missed you, Y/N."

Oh. My. God.

" I missed you too. But ,Gube? A baby? Are we ready for that?"

" I guess we'll have to be." He stands up, pulling me to my feet with him.

" now, come on, lets get you and little Rumple some food. " I laugh at his statement and wipe the tears from my cheeks, before taking his hand.

" We are not naming our child Rumple"

There's that smile again, God I've missed him.

"Well, I have about eight months to convince you"

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A/N: I've had this story unfinished in my notebook for years I think. And well, I decided to just wing the ending. Tell me what you think.