Changed // Raura

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I'm sorry, I haven't updated in god who knows how long.

I'm really truly sorry for that.

But, I'm updating now aren't I?

:)

Enjoy.

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Laura P.O.V

"A little help here?!" Ross hollars, grunting as he carries in two moving boxes.

"I'm still carrying these ones!" I holler back as I stumble inside the apartment, trying to look for a place to set down the boxes.

I hear him chuckle and I finally set the boxes on the table.

"Okay, I'm coming!" I run out back to his car to help him again.

He hands me a box and he locks his car.

Once we get everything inside, we sigh and sit on the couch.

"I'm tired." I pant.

"As am I." He agrees.

I lay in his arms for awhile, just enjoying being in his company.

"We should start unpacking now." I suggest.

"No." He whines.

"Come on, these boxes aren't going to get unpacked by themselves."

I get up, but he pulls me back down.

"Ross-"

He silences me by pressing his lips against mine.

I smile and pull away slowly, "Please, let's get your place looking at least decent."

"Okay, but after this." He stands up and throws me over his shoulder, running to the bedroom.

Well, I don't need to go into much detail now do I?

~

I wake up and stretch, yawning.

I look over my shoulder to see Ross snoring and I stifle a giggle.

I get out of bed and skip to the kitchen, starting to unpack.

By the time Ross greets me in the kitchen, I have already unpacked every box.

He looks at me wide-eyed, "Woah."

"Told you, I wanted to get your place looking good."

"So..." He trails off.

"So..." I repeat.

We both stare at the ground and blush.

"Okay, let's not make this any more awkward than it has to be, would you like to go the park? I don't want to be here in this house all day." I suggest.

He nods.

~

"Push me higher!" I squeal, holding on to the chains of the swing.

Ross laughs, doing as he's told.

I watch as I swing back and forth, feeling the wind against my face.

After a few minutes, I jump off, landing on my feet.

"That was amazing!" I exclaim, throwing my hands in the air.

Ross kisses my cheek, "I know!"

We then make our journey back to his apartment.

We walk there, fingers laced with each others.

I suddenly stop.

"What?" Ross notices my sudden halt.

"Ross...I can't be." I drop my jaw.

"What?" Ross asks again, furrowing his eyebrows together in confusion.

"Earlier today...what we did-"

"You're on birth control, right?" Ross asks me, his face pale.

I shake my head, "N-no."

He grabs my hand and drags me along, not saying a word.

Once we enter his apartment, he looks me in the eye, "Laura, do you think you're pregnant?"

I shrug lightly, "I don't know."

He sighs very deeply, "Laura, we are in big trouble if you are."

"I know-"

"My parents won't think of me the same anymore, and they sure as hell won't want to see me after this." He pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Ross, I'm-"

He shakes his hand, "Just, come on. Let's go to bed."

He lays down facing the window and I lay down, facing the other direction.

Great, if I'm pregnant, he's going to leave me.

"Night." I say, hoping he will respond.

But he doesn't.

Ross P.O.V

(3 weeks later)

I wait for Laura as she is taking a pregnancy test.

I really hope she isn't pregnant.

I just, would hate myself if she is.

I could never forgive myself.

This would all be my fault.

Laura has been quiet these past few weeks.

I think she thinks I'm mad at her or something.

But I'm not.

I'm mad at myself.

I lick my lips nervously, checking my watch.

The three minutes are up.

Laura comes out of the bathroom, the test in her hand.

I look at her, unsure.

"So, are you?" I ask.

She walks over to me, hands me the test, and smiles slightly, "This time, it's real."

I look down.

Pink plus sign.

Shit.

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So, how was it?

Laura is pregnant you guys!!!!!!!!!!!

ohmigod!

what do you guys think the baby's gender should be?

Any names?

well, love you, stay awesome!

~

Kitty :3