June 1997
Shawn's POV
"Bey, you sure you ready?" I asked.
"Yes." She said.
I mean we were already in position. I leaned down and kissed her trying to make her as comfortable a possible.
“You know we don’t have to do this.” I said. “I don’t want to hurt you. We can d-“
Bey cut me off and kissed me. I looked in her eyes as she looked into to mine.
“I’m ready, I love you.” She said.
“I love you too.” I said and leaned up a bit.
I was looking at her face. She looked like she was in pain biting her lip.
“You okay? I can stop.” I said.
“Baby keep going.” She said with her eyes closed.
Bey’s POV
I tried to bite my lip to keep from groaning in pain. This shit hurt.
“Bey, you good?” Shawn asked.
“Just wait, don’t move.” I said trying to adjust.
After a minuet or so I told him to continue. After a couple minutes it was starting feeling really, really good. Now I know what all this hype is about. Damn.
September 1997
Beyoncé's POV
I raised my head from the toilet once again. This stomach virus sucks ass. I sat against the wall trying to figure out what I ate. Me and the girls basically eat the same stuff why am I the only one that's sick? This has been going on for like 3 days. I heard the door open and close. I looked up at Kelly.
She just looked at me.
"Do I look that bad?" I asked.
"Yes, you do." She said.
"Did you get some pepto or something?" I asked.
"No but I got some saltines and ginger ale." She said.
"What? I need something to coat my stomach." I said.
She threw a box my way. I looked at it and frowned.
"A pregnancy test?"
"You said you and Shawn-"
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Really?! III
FanfictionYou ever thought of what would've happen if Bey never sent Chanel to her Aunts and Shawn always knew about Chanel and had been apart of her life as well as Bey's the whole time. *Alternate Universe Version*
