You and Me, Forever

Two Pink Lines

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Camila's POV

I paced the cold tile floor of my bathroom. The house was silent, my parents were gone and I was home alone. The anticipation was killing me. My period was over a week late and I was still showing no sign of starting it anytime soon. I decided it would be smart to take a pregnancy test because it wasn't impossible that I could be pregnant.

Shawn and I tended to get too into the moment whenever we finally found time for intimacy. I couldn't even tell you the last time we used a condom. I mentally hit myself for not making him use one. I was the one who said it would be okay if we didn't.

I worried about what this would mean for Shawn if I was. We're both still young, Shawn only 18 years old and I only 17 years old. I could handle all the consequences that would go along with being a pregnant teenager. But Shawn, he would be on headlines of magazines and the talk of many articles for months.

Only two minutes had passed and it felt like an hour. I started to worry about what my parents would think. And oh gosh, what would Shawn's family think?

Tears began to well up behind my eyes and I fought them from falling down my cheeks. The next three minutes passed as slowly as they possibly could. I picked up the pregnancy test. Two pink lines.

The tears started to fall slowly, only a few at a time at first, then they wouldn't stop. The lines on the pregnancy test were now blurred in my vision. I threw it on the hard floor. I sat curled up in a ball, my knees brought to my chest, on the bathroom floor.

A realization suddenly came to me.. I don't know how to tell Shawn. He had just been here hours before and I tried to show no signs of worry. I hadn't even mentioned to him that my period was late. He was now out with friends and I didn't know how to tell him, I couldn't.

I started a hot shower, trying to procrastinate calling Shawn as long as I possibly could. I remained in the shower until the water became cold. I stepped out of the shower, cool air hitting me. I slipped on one of Shawn's many t-shirts I have in my closet and a pair of my sweatpants.

I sat on the edge of my bed and picked up my phone off the nightstand. I dialed Shawn's number with shaky fingers, taking a deep breath before pressing my phone to my ear. A few tears started to fall again as I tried to hold myself together.

"Hello, beautiful." Shawn greeted, I could just see the smile on his face right now. The one that would soon probably be replaced by a frown or a grimace.

"Shawn.." I started, but I couldn't finish the rest.

"What is it? What's wrong?" He questioned. He sounded genuinely worried.

"I need to tell you something, but I'm afraid of what your reaction will be. I'm afraid you won't love me anymore." I said, my tears now audible to him. He was silent, waiting for me to continue.

"I- Shawn, I'm pregnant." Tears were now streaming more rapidly and there was still silence on the other end of the phone. Shawn evidently heard me crying, because he tried to soothe me.

"Shh, it's okay. Please don't cry. I'm coming over, okay?" he spoke soothingly.

"Okay." I managed to make out.

"I'll be there in ten minutes. I love you." he said. I returned the 'I love you' and hung up the phone. I had ten short minutes to try to compose myself a little more. Those moments flew by and Shawn was eventually at my front door. It was unlocked so I stayed in my bed, no longer knowing how to move.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and towards my bedroom. The door swung open and there was Shawn, already coming to embrace me in a loving hug. His arms wrapped tightly around my back as he kissed the top of my head, I cried onto his chest.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Shawn." I cried, getting choked up on my words.

"Come here." Shawn said, pulling me onto his lap. His back rested against my headboard as I curled into his chest. Strong arms wrapped around me. "It's going to be okay. It's not your fault. It's mine. Even though neither one of us knows what we're doing, we will make it. We may be young and having a baby but we still love each other. Nothing is ever going to change that. I'm going to love you no matter what."

"Bu- but what will people say about you?" I asked, my voice shaky.

"I don't care what people say. I love you and I'll love this baby, no matter what happens or what anybody thinks." he said, making me smile for the first time in the past few hours. He ran his fingers through my hair.

I sat up to face Shawn. He wiped tears off my face with his thumb before kissing me gently. I admired him for staying so strong for me through it all. It made my love for him grow even more. He began to talk again.

"I see it this way, I've wanted you to be the mother of my children for a while now anyways, we're just getting started a little earlier than expected."

I planted a kiss on his lips once more. I never doubted that he would be an amazing father, but he just proved it. I laid down beside him to go to sleep. Shawn turned the lights off and returned to my full sized bed, barely big enough for the two of us.

"Goodnight, darling." He spoke as he kissed my forehead.

"Goodnight." I whispered back. And with that, we were both off to sleep, my head resting in the crook of his neck and his arm slung over my waist.

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