I was lying on my bed, trying not to think about the life growing inside me when I heard the doorbell ring. I didn't move. I heard my mum go and answer the door, then:
"Jess? Zach's here Jessie!" She called. I still didn't move. A few minutes later I heard footsteps on the stairs, and then there was a knock at the door.
"Jess? Baby? What's up, gorgeous?" Zach's voice was stricken. When I said nothing he opened the door and walked in, his face looking very sad-puppyish. "Baby, have I done something wrong?" He walked over and took my hand, pulling me up into his arms. I flung my arms around him and began to sob quietly.
"Baby? Baby, what's wrong? C'mon, you can tell me, I won't get mad!" He whispered, stroking my head.
Wordlessly, I pulled the pregnancy test from my pocket and put it in his hand. He stared at it for what felt like an eternity.
"Yeah.." I murmured. "Are you... Angry?"
"No babe, course not! Do.. do your folks know?" I shook my head. "It's OK baby, we can get rid of this! It's easy! We don't even have to tell your parents!" He smiled, obviously proud for thinking of the easy way out. Disgusted, I pushed him away. And ran out of the room.
"BABE!" He yelled after me, giving chase. I made it to the end of the road before he caught me. "What did I say? I thought you would want it gone, want not to have to worry!"
"No." I said, simply. "No. I want this baby. I know it sounds stupid, and I know a baby is definitely not all fun and games, but.. I don't think I would ever be able to forgive myself if I got an abortion..."
"Okay, babe..." He muttered. "I told your mum we were going now. Want to get into the car?" He smiled down at me. "Don't worry. I still love you. I always will, and I'm going to love our child just the same."
Putting one hand on my belly, and the other on the back of my head, he kissed me gently.
"I love you too." I murmured in between kisses.
He broke off. "I don't just love you.. I love both of you."
I smiled. Maybe this isn't going to be so bad after all.... I thought.
How wrong I was.