birthday baby // muke sequel

6

Luke's POV.

The next morning I woke up, I felt a bit nauseous, but I didn't throw up.

"Good morning baby." Michael said, turning to me.

I just lightly smiled in response, and let my head fall onto his chest.

"What's wrong?" He asked after a minute of silence.

"I feel dizzy." I whined.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Maybe there is something wrong."

"Maybe." I mumbled.

Our comfortable silence was interrupted when the door bell rang.

Michael groaned, and stood up, and I let him drag me down the stairs.

Once we got to the bottom and he opened it.

"Oh. Hi Liz?" He said slowly.

"Hi Michael." She smiled.

She looked at me, "Luke. The doctor was looking at your files, and he thinks he knows what's wrong. He wants to take pictures of your stomach."

"Oh. Well I'll go. Michael. You can stay here. I don't wanna drag you around." I said, and kissed his cheek.

"Okay. Talk to me when you get back." Michael said, kissing my lips quickly.

I waved as my mom led me back to the car.

"Sorry for waking you so early. But you look presentable for the doctor" she said, stepping in her side.

..

Once we got into the room, the doctor was quick to come.

He had me stand In front of something that was apparently scanning my stomach.

Once he got the pictures on the computer, he examined them for a while.

The nurse came in and handed me a cup. She pointed to the bathroom, and I whined.

"You know what to do." She laughed.

I grumbled all the way to the bathroom, and finally gave in to peeing in the cup.

Why do doctors want my pee?

When I was done, I awkwardly walked back into the room, sitting it on the counter.

The doctor sat a white stick in it, and pulled up his chair I front of the bed I was sitting on.

"Luke. Are you aware that you have a female reproductive system?" He asked.

"I what- no. No I don't. I'm a guy." I said, clearly confused.

"You are a guy, but you have a female egg."

"How Is that possible?" I asked.

"It's a rare case. And you happen to be one of the very few men who carry it."

"So. If I was to have sex with a guy, And his sperm enters my body, I can get pregnant?" I asked slightly angry.

"That is correct." He nodded, putting on a rubber glove, and pulling the white stick from the cup.

"Not only can you get pregnant, you happen to be pregnant." He said, holding the positive pregnancy test in front of me.

"No. No this is some type of joke isn't it? I can't be pregnant!" I said, my eyes tearing up.

"Luke. I'm afraid so." The doctor said, disposing his glove, and washing his hands.

"Mum. I can't be pregnant. Michael will leave." I cried.

"No no no honey. That boy loves you to death. I think Michael will be happy." She said, and rubbed my arm.

I placed my head in my hands and cried.

"I don't wanna tell him."

"You're gonna have to sooner or later."

"Later." I mumbled.

"How much later?" Mum sighed.

"His birthday is one month away. I mean. It could either be the best present ever, or the worst." I said, wiping my eyes.

She nodded. "He'll start to notice if you don't tell him then."

"I know."

"How long ago did you guys? Ya know?" She said.

"A month I think."

She nodded.

"Let's go home. I'll make you a smoothie."

I nodded quietly.

..

I carried my smoothie up to my room, and opened my window.

I pulled on the can, and heard it hit Michael's window on the other side.

He came into view and opened it up, smiling at me.

"Hey baby. How was the doctors?"

"Good. Just a little stomach bug."

"Aw. I'm sorry." He pouted.

"It's okay. I'll be better by morning he said."

"Well that's good."

"I hope I didn't get you sick though." I said, playing it off.

"I'll be fine." He smiled,

"So. What do you want for your birthday?" I asked, looking back at him.

He rested his elbows on the edge.

I took a sip of my smoothie, while he thought.

"You don't have to buy anything. A lazy day with you, watching movies, cuddling, kissing. That's all I want."

"But you have those like everyday." I said, and giggled.

"Exactly. But maybe you could throw in something special?" He asked and winked.

I looked away again, blushing a deep red.

"Oh. I'll be throwing someone in special." I mumbled to myself.

"Maybe." I laughed, before hearing a knock on my bedroom door.

"Come in!" I yelled.

I saw mum walk in, and she came over to my window.

"Hello Michael." She said, waving at him from my window.

He smiled, and waved.

"Sleep Luke. It's past 11, and you guys go back to school tomorrow." My mom said.

"I'll tell Michael goodnight." I said, and she nodded, leaving my room.

I turned back to the window and frowned.

"I got to go." I said quietly, but loud enough for him to hear.

"Okay. But I'll be over on the morning to get ready with you, got it?" He said.

"Got it." I said, and smiled.

"I love you. Goodnight beautiful." He said.

"goodnight Mikey."