'mel just test' dave handed me a pregnancy test box
'i'm not pregnant i'm just sick' i sighed
'just take it' he put it on my bedside table 'gives you peace of mind'
'dave it's fine' i said 'i'm fine'
'when was the last time you fucked' he questioned
'i don't know' i shrugged 'a week ago maybe'
'protection?' he asked
'why are we talking about this' i groaned 'we don't'
'what' dave raised his eyebrows
'he just pulls out usually' i replied
'girl you best be joking' jada walked in putting a cup of tea down next to me
'fuck man' i pulled the duvet over my head 'i won't be'
'do your breasts hurt' dave scrolled through his phone
'stop looking at pregnancy symptoms' i grabbed his phone off him
'you have been sick a lot though mel' jada sat on the edge of the bed
'she's in denial that she could be pregnant' dave said
'i'm not in denial' i moaned
'you are' they both said in sync
'i'm not having a kid' i replied 'could you imagine me being a mum'
'or digga as a dad' dave laughed
'have you spoke to him' jada asked
'no i just told him i was ill and i'd see him when i felt better' i sighed
'babe just take the test so you know' jada said 'we'll be here for you'
'i'm scared man' i sat up leaning against my headboard
'it might be negative' dave suggested
i got up grabbed the test and made my way to my bathroom.
i followed what it said on the instructions then went back into my bedroom to wait. i sat back down on my bed and put my head on daves shoulder
'don't stress' dave kissed my forehead
'easy for you to say' i sighed 'what the fuck would rhys say'
'he'll be there for you mel' dave reassured me 'you know how much he loves you'
'i don't know dave' i sighed 'a child you know'
'how long does it take' dave asked
'a few minutes' i replied 'it's probably done'
'go get it' he said
i got up and went back to the bathroom. i picked up the test from the side. 2 lines. what the fuck
'oh my god' i entered my bedroom 'this cant be happening'
'what' jada and daves eyes both widened
i lead on my bed on my stomach with my face in the pillow
'2 lines' i sighed as my eyes filled with tears
'what you're pregnant?' dave asked
'yes that's what 2 lines mean idiot' jada answered as she sat down next to me
i turned over and put my head in her lap as i cried
'baby it'll be okay' she rubbed my head 'you know we'll all be here for you. digga too'
'rhys, fuck' i groaned 'how am i meant to tell him'
'don't worry about him mel' dave said 'he won't leave you'
'we haven't even spoke about kids' i wiped my eyes
'trust me he'll be fine' jada kissed the top of my head
'i'm gunna get fat' i laughed 'and have to wear ugly maternity clothes'
'that's what you're worried about right now' dave joked
'i need to tell rhys' i reached over and grabbed my phone off the bedside table
i tried calling him but he didn't pick up. i wanted to tell him sooner rather than later so i didn't stress over telling him.
i knew that rhys wanted kids in the next few years but i didn't know how he'd react to having one now. i just hoped he wouldn't freak out and leave. i didn't want kids for a while, i was only 20. i was not ready to become a mother. there was always the option of abortion but i don't think i could go through with that.
digga💕
where are you?
can u come over
need to talk to u
On my way ❤️
dave and jada left my apartment to go get food. they thought it was best me and rhys spoke about it alone. i heard my front door unlock not long after
'mel' rhys shouted making his way to my room
'you look rough' he laughed sitting on the bed next to me
'i feel it' his arm wrapped around my waist as i leant against his chest
'still sick?' he asked
'mhm' i sighed 'feel like shit'
'i'll look after you' he said
'you haven't for the last few days' i rolled my eyes
'i've been busy in studio' he replied 'i wouldve'
'i love you' i looked up at him
'i love you more baby' he kissed my forehead 'what did you wanna talk about'
'don't hate me' i sighed 'or leave'
'what' he asked confused 'i wouldn't'
'i'm pregnant rhys'
