Summary: you find you're pregnant and now you have to tell your boyfriend.
Warnings: none.
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Shit my period is late again, it probably doesn't mean anything but i prefer to be safe then sorry.
I passed by the pharmacy and got a pregnancy test just in case.
I wanted to wait a few more days to see if it was just late so i kept the test in the cabinet.
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It has been a week and my period isn't here yet, maybe i should take the test. I went to the bathroom and took the test.
After a few minutes i got an answer.
"Shit!" i whispered.
I was pregnant, how the fuck will I tell my boyfriend we are only 19, I have no idea if he wants this child.
Shit he's coming upstairs I need to hide the test for now at least!
It has been a few days and I finally grew the courage to tell Rafe that I was pregnant with his baby.
"Rafe, baby." I called.
"Yes princess?" He asked coming towards me.
"We need to talk." I said.
We went to the living room and we sat down, I just the test in my pocket ready to show him.
"What's up?" He asked.
"Well let me just start by saying that I love you very much." I started.
I was so nervous the only thing I could think of was him leaving me.
"I love you too, baby what's wrong?" he asked.
"My period is late..." I said making him worry.
We both kept silent so I decided to pull out the test from my pocket.
"Wait...what?" He asked confused.
"I'm pregnant." I said.
"Do you want to keep it?" He asked looking at me.
"I..." I started.
"I want to be the dad I didn't have." He said making me surprised.
He wanted this baby?
"You want this baby?" I asked.
"I only want it if you want it." He said.
I smiled at him already giving the answer.
We shared a soft kiss before Rafe started rambling about names and how it would be....
