Enemies With Benefits - T.H

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Hannah and I sit and wait for the test results. This is exactly like the night she found out she was pregnant.. down to the terrifying idea of having to look at the tests. Part of me knows everything will be okay, no matter what happens. There's also a part of me though, thats worried this will be too much. It's like I've been waiting for something to scare Tom off, something that will make him realize this isn't what he wants, and as much as he loves babies, I'm afraid this might be it.
"This is going to be okay, right?" I say.
"Yes! I promise you. It's scary at first, but then when you actually get to see your little babies face, and see all the similarities they have to you, it's all worth it. That will be your baby, not a burden." She says.
Our baby would have my eyes, and Toms hair. Probably the cutest chubby cheeks, and an adorable smile, just like Toms.
"Our kids could grow up together and be best friends." I smile.
"We could take them on trips together!" She exclaims excitedly.
"They will be so close in age that they'll be more like brother and sister than cousins." I say.
"And what makes you so sure it's a boy?" She laughs.
"Because it has to be." I state. "He will grow up to be just like Tom, sadly that'll include the slight anger issues so he's going to drive me crazy."
The timer goes off, and we both give each other a knowing look. She gets up, and starts to walk over to look at the test results for me. I tell myself to stay calm, whatever it is, is what it should be. I'm a firm believer in everything happens for a reason and that whatever happens will be for the better.
"Alright, this is fine. I'm ready. I'm having a baby aren't I?" I say.
She stares at the results for a minuet before directing her gaze to me. I wait impatiently for the answer, and she's too slow to give it to me. I get up, walking over and looking down at the four sticks sitting by the sink.
"They're all.. negative?" I say, disappointment that I wasn't expecting settling in.
"Yeah.. I'm sorry.." she frowns.
"No.. this is a good thing." I say. "I didn't need more on my plate right now anyways.."
"Are you okay?" She asks.
"What? I'm fine! Of course I'm okay. No reason to be upset." I shake my head. "Let's go watch a movie or something I'm ready to celebrate!"
I walk out the door quickly, feeling so much embarrassment. I sat there getting excited, talking about my child's future, and turns out i don't even have a baby in me. I just need to pretend I didn't care.
•Hannah's Pov•
Savannah starts looking through Netflix to find a movie for us to watch, and I can't help but feel so bad for her.. it obvious she's upset that she's not pregnant. I've seen how she is with Rosie, I've seen how much she loves babies, her and Tom both. The idea of a family is her dream, and she felt like she almost had it. It was real to her.
She needs Tom right now, even if she doesn't tell him anything, she still needs his presence. I can't say that though because she won't admit that she's upset about it. Instead, I text Haz that I miss Rosie, and ask them to just come here so we can all be together.
"Hey so I told the guys to come back here, I miss Rosie." I say.
"Oh okay." She nods, and I can tell shes a bit happy to know Tom is coming.
Soon enough the boys walk through the door, and my crying little Rosie is handed off to me.
"Oh what's the matter sweet girl?" I say, taking her in my arms.
"She's been fussy for the last hour." Haz says.
Her crying dies down, and I smile. She just needed her mum. She's very dependent on me, although she really loves Haz too.
Tom knows something is wrong, I can tell by the way he sits right next to Savannah and pulls her under his arm, whispering something into her ear. She shakes her head to him and his brows knit together in confusion.
"I should get Rosie put down to sleep, come help me yeah?" I say to Haz.
"Uhh.. sure." He says, following behind me to the back room. I situate Rosie to put her down
In her bassinet and Haz gets suspicious.
"Is something going on between them?" He asks.
"No. Well yes- but no." I say.
"Hannah. Elaborate." He says in concern for his little sister. He's a good brother, and I know he just wants to take care of her and make sure she's alright, but this situation isn't mine to tell, it's Savannah's.
"I can't, but she's fine, everything is fine. Just a little mix up that caused some hurt feelings." I say.
"Did Tom do something?" He asks me.
"No. He doesn't even know, but I'm hoping she tells him that she's upset about this thing because she needs support."
"Han you gotta tell me now. Why does she need support? What's going on?" He sits down next to me.
"Haz all I can tell you is you and I are the last people that can support her in this because we wouldn't understand." I explain. "Just trust me on this okay? Let it go."

A/N: short ass chapter today bc I have a five page essay to write and my professor is ✨scary✨