Chapter 15

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Ella's POV:

I walked back into the waiting room. My fists were clenched. I saw the worry on Lucas's face.
"What is it? Are you okay? Are you going to die? Are you pregnant?"
I chuckled.
"I think you should sit down for what I'm about to tell you."
He sat down. His eyes looking straight into mine.
"Lucas- I, I, I, I'm pregnant." I said trying to fight back the tears.

He was silent for a while, contemplating what to do next. Finally, he stood up and gave me a hug.
"We're going to get through this Ella. I promise."
"I know. I'm going to go home and tell my mom and dad. Okay?"

I went to my house. My parents were in the living room watching TV. As soon as the door opened. Four eyes were on me.
"Well, I was thinking you didn't love us anymore seeing as how you're at Lucas's house all the time since school ended." My dad joked.
"I'll always love you guys." I said in a group hug.
"I'll be in my room."

I opened my door and plopped on my bed. What am I going to do? I love Lucas with all my heart. I also love how Dylan makes me feel free.

But do I love Dylan? No. I don't. I love Lucas. I finally formed a plan. I'm going to break up with Dylan.

I'm going to have this baby. If it's Dylan's than Lucas will never find out. For all he knows, the baby is his. I'm going to keep it that way.

I walked downstairs. Okay. Here goes nothing. I decided to just blurt it out.
"I'm pregnant!"
My parents turned around dumbfounded.
"What did you say?" I mom asked.
"I'm pregnant."
"Who's the father."
"Uhhhh Lucas."

My parents were fighting. I've never heard them fight before. After about an hour of fighting they came to an agreement.
"We don't want you get an abortion. We are on board with this whole baby thing. The spare bedroom can be made into a nursery. And Lucas-" My mom stopped.
"And Lucas what?"
"And Lucas can move in if he pleases. No sex." My dad finished her off.
"Oh my god. Thank you! You're the best parents in the world." I gave them a hug.

I immediately called Lucas.
"Hey what'd they say?" He asked.
"They said they are on board with it and that you can move in." I replied.
"My parents didn't approve. I'm kinda sitting on my sidewalk with a suitcase."
"Oh. I'll come pick you up."

I picked him up and brought him to my house. As soon as he walked in my room he said "We're going to need to do some redecorating in here!" He said laughing.

I made the right choice. He'll be a good father, and he's a good boyfriend. Maybe a good husband one day.

I then looked at my stomach. I was barely growing yet. I'll love you too.

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