Adopted By The Wrong Number: Part 4: Chris Evans Fanfic

Chapter 56- IM NOT

When I woke up I felt a bit sick, but thought nothing of it. That is until I ran to go throw up. Even after I threw up I still felt a bit nauseous. I went out, and tried looking for something, but realized my dad has everything.

I went to his room, and knocked where he said to come in. I just went to his bathroom, and started looking for aspirin or something.

"What are you looking for?"

"Aspirin, Advil, Tylenol, anything really to get rid of nausea."

"Are you feeling okay?"

"Other than the fact that I just threw up, and still feel like throwing up more."

"I'll get you something, go lay down."

I gave him a thumbs up, and went back to my room.

CHRIS POV

She's feeling sick in the morning, after about 2 months from going to London. OKay whatever i'm thinking, it's probably not it.

I got her some aspirin, and put it in water. I went to her room, and gave her the cup. She drank it, and I went out again.

____Next Moring_____Still CHRIS POV

She came into my room again, and was feeling sick again. Okay now I'm growing worried. I decided that I should talk to Hope this time about this morning sickness, or this nausea in general, since it goes on either at day or night.

"Hey Hope, there isn't anything I should know about right?"

HOPE POV

Now he's questioning me, I'm pretty sure I just have a stomach bug.

"Not that I could think of."

He just looked out, weird.

"Hope have you gotten your period since we went to London?"

"No, but irregular periods aren't new to me. My period comes late a lot, and stress doesn't help either. So nothing new."

"Still. Uhm- Imma go out, I'll be back in 30 minutes."

He got out of my room, and closed the door. I heard the front door open after five minutes, and I went out, and saw the car pulling out of the driver. Okay. I texted Paddle.

Hope:

Okay my dad is asking about London, and my period

Paddle:
????

Why.

DOES HE KNOW

I'm dead aren't I?

AM I GOING TO DIE????

Captain america is going to kill me

Hope:

Shut up, he doesn't know

You're in london, you're not going to die

Paddle:

You never know

Wait, why is he asking about your period?

Hope:

I haven't gotten it since London

Paddle:

You're not?

Hope:

Don't worry you're not becoming a teenage dad