Katie called and informed me that Michael was heading over to my house.My mom and I went to the store and brought a pregnancy test,it came back positive.I got sick to my stomach.I loved Michael and all but I wasn't ready for this,for a baby.I'd gotten pregnant twice before but they both ended up as miscarriages,which killed Michael.I didn't want to go through that again.But Michael had the right to know.
The bell rang a good half hour after Katie had called.I got up from the toilet bowl,which my arms were just tightly wrapped around a minute ago.I checked my face and quickly brushed my teeth before going to the door.I opened it to see Michael,his eyes staring at me worryingly.
"Hey I've been worried sick about you,are you okay?"
"That's sorta what I wanted to talk to you about."
He eyebrows furrowed up in confusion,which I expected.I grabbed his wrist and led him to the brown couch in my living room and sat down.
"So what is it?"
"Mikey um I'm pregnant."
I looked down at my hands,fidgeting with my fingers.That was something I always did when I was nervous.
I nodded my head,not even looking up from my lap.He pulled me closer to him.Michael put one finger under my chin and lifted my face so that my eyes met his.
"Why didn't you just tell me that?"
"Because we already went through this twice before and you know how they ended Michael,I didn't want to hurt you."
"Hurt me? Yeah,I was disappointed that our baby died but I would rather have you here happy and healthy than not with me at all.You're the source of happiness.The baby,our baby,would've just been an extension of that."
I couldn't help but smile at what he said.We sat there on my couch,my head nuzzled in his chest and his arms around my waist.I felt like the luckiest girl in the world.
We sat there in silence,a comfortable silence.I finally broke this silence a couple of minutes later.
"So what do we do now?"
"I guess we need to start preparing for a baby."