I'm Over Getting Older

Positive. The three small, pink plus signs on all three tests sat there mocking me as I sat alone in the girls bathroom. There was no doubt about it, I was pregnant. That's okay. Alex will be scared at first just like me, but we can get through it, right?

Wrong.

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"Alex?" I walked up to him, my voice quavering. I was scared he was going to leave me. But after a year and a half of us being together, that wouldn't happen, right?
"Han, what's wrong?" He murmured, immediately taking notice to my fear.
"I have to tell you something," I said. He nodded for me to go on, his eyes encouraging. "I-I'm.. pregnant," I whispered, barely stammering out the two words. His eyes widened it fear, shock.
"Are you sure?"
I nodded, a few tears leaking out from the corners of my green eyes.
"Baby, we can... we can get through this," He said, pulling me into his chest. I could tell something was off in his voice when he said that. I could hear the distance. But I chose to ignore it.

I shouldn't have.