'Two lines? Two lines! No! Why!' I think to myself. A tear escaped from my eye. Followed by many others. I'm pregnant. Loud sobs escaped from my mouth. I fell to bathroom floor in hopelessness. I can't do this! I can't be a mum! I rest my arms and head on the toilet seat letting more tears fall. "Babe? Are you ok" I hear micheals sweet voice. "I'm coming in!" I hear Michael fiddling with the doorknob. "Babe?" he opens the door and gets down to my level, but I still have my face in my arms on the toilet seat. I can't look him. The only thing I could do was throw the test in his direction. "Wha-what's this? Babe is this a pregnancy test? What does two lines mean?! I'm a guy I don't know what this is!!" he yells. "I'm pregnant Michael! I'm so stupid why did I do this!" I shout at him, removing my head from my arms so that he could see my tear stained red face and puffy eyes. "You didn't do this baby, I did! And I'm glad I did this because I've always wanted to be a dad. I've always wanted to try for a baby with you." he smiles at me, pulling me into his arms. "I really want a baby girl, no, I really want a baby boy! how cute would he..or she look in little clothes!" he laughs making me laugh with him as well. This is why I'm with Michael. He makes me laugh and makes me happy. "I love you Michael" I say. "I love you too y/n". And on that bathroom floor was where we decided to keep the baby and start a family.
