ONE-SHOTS (YouTubers x Reader) [BOOK 2]

Test {Jack x Reader}

(Y/n) P.O.V.

I stare down at the stick in my hand, the two pink lines confirming what I realistically already knew. I am pregnant. Jack and I are going to have a baby. I start crying giant tears, but they aren't happy. They're panic tears. How will I tell him? We'd never discussed anything like this. I didn't have any idea how we would react. I didn't want to do this alone. Would he really do that? I want to think he wouldn't, I should know he wouldn't, but common sense is taking a lunch break at the moment.

From a few rooms away, I can hear Jack screaming at whatever game he is playing. I chuckle a little. This could change everything, it will change everything, but for better or worse. Will I never hear his shouts again? Will we be a happy little family? I decide I need to get out of the bathroom. I shove the test into my hoodie pocket, clean up my face, and exit. I walk past Jacks recording room. From the voices, I gather he's playing with Mark, Bob, and Wade, and that it's Phasmaphobia due to the screen as he dies. "Goddammit!" I don't know how long he's been here, so I start asking questions.

"How long have you been at this? You have water, right?" I walk up behind him. He turns to me with a teasing smile. "Such a mom." It's a joke, but it makes me stop in my tracks for a moment. He notices. "Are you alright? You just turned into a ghost?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just came to check on you. Do you want me to grab you a water bottle or something? I'm noticing a lack of liquids." He nods. "Thank you, love you." He says in a funny voice, prompting me to smile and bend down to peck his lips. "Love you too. I'll be right back. Sorry for interrupting." Still feeling anxious, I leave the room.

Jack P.O.V.

I feel something touch my foot as she leaves. I look down to realize she dropped something. Without concern, I use my arm to reach and grab whilst looking at the screen as we return to the lobby. "You fuckers left me!" I accuse as my fingers brush the surface of the item. "No we didn't, you left us, it's your own fault!" Mark decides. "Well, I-" I look down at the object. "Oh my god." I shout, dropping the test. I get of chorus of 'What's, but I ignore it. I quickly grab the test again to make sure I saw what I saw. This has to be why she seemed anxious. Is that why she really came in here for?

"What the hell did you do?" I hear Bob ask, the group all laughing, as I stare at the little lines. My mind in running a million miles an hour. Wait, if she's pregnant, I should be getting her the water. Oh my fucking god, it's hitting me. She's pregnant. "Ohh my god." I groan, unsure of what to do or how to feel. I think the main thing right now is concern. Why didn't she tell me? How is she feeling? Does she even want this? I hear footsteps approaching. (Y/n) comes back in with the water. "Hey, sorry it took so long, I was getting myself-" I cut her off by jumping out of my seat and asking, "You're pregnant?"

(Y/n) P.O.V.

I stop, dropping the bottle and reaching for my pocket. Sure enough, the test is gone, and on his hand. I start to freak out. He found it, it must have fallen out.

"Wait...what!"
"A baby?"
"Is that why you were yelling?"

That last remark sends me into a spiral. I burst out into frightful tears, incoherently trying to explain myself. Jack is immediately in front of me, holding me close and whispering sweet nothings until I can speak. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was going to tell you. I just didn't know how, and I freaked out, and I was scared, I still am scared. Please don't be mad, please don't leave." I sob. He holds onto me tighter. "(Y/n), no. I would never do that. I promise you. I'm not mad, I'm not leaving. You don't need to be scared. I'm going to be right here, and we're going to have the best, most perfect baby in the world that's going to have you eyes, and your smile, and I'm going to love them so much. Just as much as I love you."

I sniff, feeling reassured, and bury my face in his chest with a smile. The moment happens to be ruined though by a certain group of friends.

"Whoo! I love you guys!"
"Congratulations!"
"Let's just hope the baby doesn't look like Jack!"

"Hey!"