Tfios fan fiction

Part6

It has been a week since Gus died, I am six weeks pregnant and I have my first appointment with Dr Maria tomorrow afternoon. My mum is still trying to deal with the fact her only, terminally ill; daughter is pregnant and is refusing to get rid of the baby. Today I am going to Gus' house to tell them about the baby and just to see them. Afterwards I am going to Isaac's to see how he is dealing with Gus' death.

Now I am sitting in one of my parent's cars, outside Gus' house, trying to think of what I'm going to say to them. After five minutes I get out of the car and walk to the door, dragging my tank behind me. I knock on the door and after a few seconds his mum opens the door, it looks like she has been crying a lot, I'm not surprised, I have been crying a lot too. "Hey, Hazel. Come in." She says.

"Thanks." I say before entering the house, she shuts the door behind me. I enter the living room to find his dad sitting on the sofa, looking like he has been crying a lot too.

"Hello, Hazel Grace." He says.

"Hey." I say.

"Take a seat." His mum says. I sit down in the smaller sofa and his mum sits next to his dad. "So, Hazel, what brings you here?"

"There's something that I need to tell you, about Gus and I." I say.

"Okay, what is it?" His dad asks.

"When we were in Amsterdam, Gus and I had sex. Two weeks ago I found out that I'm pregnant, with Gus' baby. I told him about it a week before he died. I just thought you should know." I tell them. They look shocked but there is happiness on their faces as well.

"You're having Gus' baby?" His dad asks, shocked.

"Yeah, I'm six weeks along and I have an appointment with Dr Maria tomorrow to talk about how the pregnancy will affect the cancer and stuff. She also said she was going to do an ultrasound if you guys want to come then you can. It's at one." I tell them.

"We would love to come. I can't believe we're having a grandchild." His mum says before coming over to me and embracing me. I hug her too. "Thank you."

"I haven't really done anything." I say.

"You're continuing Gus' life in the form of the baby. This is a part of Gus that we can all have and be a part of. You are giving us a grandchild that we never thought we would have. We'll help you through this. Thank you." His mum says and his dad joins the embrace.

"That's all right. It's an honour to be having Gus' child and continuing the family." I say.

After that we just sit and talk about things, the baby included. They asked me if I thought of any names yet and I said that I have thought of a few, but I didn't tell them the names that I was thinking about, they were names that had brought us together. After a few hours I decide that I should leave so that I can go and see Isaac. We say our goodbyes and they tell me that they will meet me and my parents outside the hospital at about quarter to one. Then I leave, get in the car and drive to Isaac's house.

When I get to Isaac's house I get out of the car straight away, after seeing Gus' parents I am more confident, and he is my friend. I walk to the door and knock. After a few seconds his mum opens up and smiles sadly at me. "Hey, Hazel. I'm guessing you're here to see Isaac." She says.

"Yeah." I say.

"Come on in." She says and I enter the house, she shuts the door behind me. "He's in his bedroom." She tells me.

"Thanks." I say before walking to Isaac's bedroom. I enter to find him lying on his bed, curled in a ball, even with his glasses and the fact he is blind I know he is upset. "Isaac." I say as I shut the door to his bedroom. I walk over to him and sit on the edge of his bed, taking his hand in mine.

"Hazel Grace?" He questions.

"Yeah, it's me. I'm here." I tell him.

"I'm sorry, about Gus." He says.

"I am too, Isaac. But this isn't the end of him." I say.

"What do you mean?" He asks, confused.

"I'm having his baby." I tell him.

"You're pregnant?" He questions.

"Yeah, I'm six weeks along; I have my first appointment tomorrow, with Dr Maria. Looks like Gus is going to have a part of him in this world." I say.

"That's amazing. Congratulations." He says.

"Thank you." I say.

"Did Gus know?" He asks.

"Yeah, I found out a week before he died, I told him the day I found out. He was happy about it, and he loves the baby." I say.

"Good. I love the baby too." He says.

"Thanks. I'm sure this baby is going to love you too, Isaac. You're going to be its uncle." I say.

"Thanks. Thought of any names yet?" Isaac asks me.

"Yeah, I've got a few in mind. The names kind of brought us together, so that's why I thought of them." I answer.

"What are they?" He asks.

"If it's a boy I was thinking of Max Peter Augustus Waters. If it's a girl I was thinking about Anna Natalie Waters." I say.

"Cute names." Isaac says.

"Thanks." I say.

"No problem. So, how's this going to affect your cancer?" He asks.

"I don't know. I find out tomorrow how this is going to affect the cancer and the treatment or whatever. I just hope that the baby is okay." I say.

"I do too. Will you come round after your appointment and tell me what the doctor said?" He asks.

"Of course I will." I say.

"Thanks. Keep me updated throughout the pregnancy as well." He says.

"I will." I say.

"Thank you." He says.

"No problem. I should get going; my parents will be getting worried. I'll see you tomorrow." I say.

"Yeah. See you tomorrow Hazel Grace." He says.

I squeeze his hand and get up from the bed before leaving his room, saying goodbye to his mum and leaving the house.

When I get home I find my parents sitting on the sofa, watching TV. I sit on the sofa in the middle of them and my dad wraps his arm around my shoulder. "Hey, Hazel. How did it go with Gus' parents and Isaac's?" My dad asks.

"Great, they're all happy and Gus' parents are coming to the appointment tomorrow with us, they said they would meet us outside the hospital at around quarter to one. Also, Isaac said he wants me to go round his after the appointment to tell him how it went." I tell them.

"That's good. We'll drop you off at Isaac's after and you can call us when you want to be picked up." My mum says.

"Thanks." I say.

"How are you feeling?" Dad asks.

"Tired. Hungry." I say.

"Do you want me to do you some dinner?" Dad asks.

"Yes please." I say.

"What do you want?" He asks.

"Can I have your vegetarian lasagne, please?" I ask.

"Sure." He says before kissing my head and leaving the room to make me some dinner. After that my mum wraps her arms around me and I lean my head on her shoulder before closing my eyes and drifting into a peaceful sleep.