That Boy

Every girl wants a Prince Charming of some sort. Me? I don't want a prince, I want the penguin loving singer.


47. Trust Him With My Life.

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Stevie's POV

I stare at the stick in my hands hoping that it's wrong and it'll change, but I know it's not going to and that I'm carrying Ashton Irwin's kid......

I should have seen this one coming when we had sex the first and well, the second time also.

I sigh as I place the stick on the counter top. I run my hands over my face and into my hair.

"Well fucking hell." I mumble to myself.

This is just great. Great. Fucking peachy as fucking hell.

I grab the stick and walk into my bedroom and throw it in the trash bin but I throw a couple things on top of it to cover it just in case someone comes in.

What am I going to do? No one knows I'm dating Ashton, hell no one knows that I've got a boyfriend let alone it being the Ashton Irwin.

I flop on my bed letting out a frustrated sigh. God why is my life so hard all of a sudden?!

Oh I know, cause I chose to fall for someone famous.

Fuck. My. Life.

What if Ashton's not really the one....

Okay now I'm just going crazy.

Well, I can't be going crazy I'm already there.

I get my phone and put it on my speaker, pressing shuffle and lay back on my bed and grab my book from my nightstand beside my bed.

The Iron Prince. 5th book in the Iron Fey Series. Still haven't found the first one. Good thing I already knows what happens.

I smile as Angel With A Shotgun comes on and it starts turning into a frown as I look down as my eyes water.

I wipe my eyes and shake my head.

"What am I doing?" I ask myself with a watery chuckle. God this is stupid.

I really need a doctors help. Maybe I'm not pregnant, maybe it's all wrong.

Yeah. Stuff like that happens all the time.

Yeah in movies.

It could happen in real life though.

Yeah okay.

Shut up mind. I don't have time to deal with you.

"Wow, now I'm talking to myself. I need serious help." I mumble to myself as I grab my phone and headphones.

I rush down the stairs and slip on my black flats.

Wait. I don't have a car.

And I really don't want to see Ashton right now.

I grab out my phone and I go into my contacts but a car pulls up in my driveway anyway, making me put my phone away.

Michael steps out of the car with a book in his hands.

He sees me and smiles. "Hey I think this is yours...." He says handing me the book.

That's where it was! I couldn't find this book for the life of me.

"Thanks. Oh and sense your here can you drive me somewhere?" I ask and nods his head. "Sweet thanks Mikey."

I get in the other side and he gets in the drivers seat.

We pull out of the drive way as he stops at a stop sign. "So where am I taking you today?" He says smiling.

"The doctors." I say and he looks confused but then looks worried.

"Can I ask why?"

"You just did." I point out and he rolls his eyes turning left.

"For real though. Why?" He asks again but more serious.

I sigh looking out the window. "It's nothing. I hope."

He glances at me before looking back at the road. "Stevie, now I really want to know because I'm worried. Plus I'm the one driving you there so I deserve to know anyway." He says looking concerned.

"It's nothing Michael. If you really want to know then ask Ashton, if he'll even tell you." I say rolling my eyes at the idiot.

He's about to open his mouth but I turn the radio up and chuckle shaking my head as She Looks So Perfect plays on the speakers.

"This is the radio...... Ashton's got my cd." He mumbles and I chuckle looking out the window.

I hum quietly to myself and bob my head to the music slightly.

We pull up to the doctors and he parks the car, I just sit there for a few seconds before climbing out.

I start walking towards the door and I give Michael a confused look as he walks beside me.

"What are you doing?" I ask stoping so he stops also and faces me.

"I'm gonna stay here with you. And before you ask why, it's cause you look really scared and about to burst any second. And no, I'm not leaving." He says smirking as I glare at him but my glare soon gets replaced with a weak smile and I shuddery breath.

I slowly nod my head before walking into the place.

I go up to the counter, taking out my health card and hand it to the lady. She does all that weird shit they do and I take a seat putting my head in my hands and then putting them in my hair.

I feel Michael rub my back and I sigh. "Hey, it's gonna be okay."

I look at him. "You don't even know what's going on." I mumble.

"Well it's got something to do with Ash, I know this for a few reasons. One, you would have called Ashton instead of letting me drive you. Two, he's acting just a bad as you are, if not worse." He tells me and I groan leaning against the back of the chair.

"Well okay you got me there. It's got to do with him. But that's all I'm saying. You wanna know more, like I said before ask Ashton." I tell him and he opens his mouth to argue but shuts it when I shoot him a look.

"Right. I'll be quiet now." He says an into my head, leaning against him.

"Stevie Rae Johnson?" A lady calls me and damn that was fast.

I share a look with Michael and I hesitate before motioning for him to follow me.

I guess Michael can know. I trust him with my life so I guess I can trust him with this....

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