Author's note: so I got a lot of reviews and requests on "my own little butterflies" and one request was to make a book about Lauren and Danny's baby. I feel terrible because I cant remember who requested it and I'm too lazy to look, so this is for you! I don't know if I should make it a one-shot or not, so let me know?

(DANNY'S POV)

I was sitting in my room, listening to a CD I borrowed from my dad when my phone started ringing. It was a text message from Lauren.

Danny, I need to talk to you. It's important. Please, come over.

I had no idea what that meant but I sent her a text telling her I'd be right there.

"Dad, I'm going over to Lauren's, I'll be home later," I said walking down the stairs.

"It's almost eight. Be home by ten, I guess,"

"Alright. Can I take Morty?" I asked, trying to see if he would say yes.

He laughed. "Nice try. You're mom's SUV is in the driveway,"

I sighed and grabbed my mom's keys, heading out the door.

No cars were at Lauren's house and all the lights were off but her bedroom light. I checked my pocket for a condom, then knocked on the door.

I watched as light by light turned on as she made her way to the door. When she opened the door, she smiled up at me shyly. Her eyes looked red and swollen, but I couldn't tell for sure if she'd been crying because she never wore make-up.

"Come in, sit down," she said and walked over to her couch.

I sat next to her and wrapped my arms around her. "You okay?"

"I guess," she sniffed.

"Lauren what's wrong?"

She turned to face me, her eyes not meeting mine. "I think I'm…" she looked down at the floor. "Danny, I think I'm pregnant,"

"What?"

"I haven't gotten my period for a month. Maybe it's just irregular, I don't know, but last month I couldn't take the pill because of that new medicine I was put on for my ADD,"

I shook my head. "But I used a condom,"

"Condoms don't always work, Danny,"

I put my arm back around her and pulled her to me. "Did you take a test yet? Or see a doctor?"

"I wanted you to be first to know. I'm so scared," she cried into my chest.

I pulled her closer. "It's okay. There is a chance you might not me. I mean you said new medicine, what if that screwed up your period?"

She shrugged.

"Do you have a test with you?"

"Yeah, upstairs in my room. I didn't want to take it, until you were here,"

"Well, let's go take it,"

We got up off the couch and headed to her room. She grabbed the box and walked to her bathroom. I sat on her bed and waited.

Pregnant? Lauren was pregnant with my baby. Although, I liked the sound of that- of being a father- seventeen years old is not when I wanted to do this.

Lauren came out of the bathroom, holding the stick. She placed it on the dresser and sat next to me. I wrapped my arm around her.

"Danny, what if it's positive. I cant be pregnant. I'm a senior. I still need to graduate, and we need to get married and I need to become a chef and we need to by a house and then kids would be appropriate,"

"I know. It's too soon. But whatever that test says, Lauren, I'm by your side,"

"I know," she said. "But what if I really am pregnant? What are we gonna do? I cant be a mom, yet, I don't know how,"

"Well first we'll tell you're parents, then mine, then go from there,"

She began to cry. I rubbed her back.

"How long do we have to wait?" I asked, looked over at the stick.

"Three minutes,"

I sighed. "Lauren, would it really be that bad? A baby?"

"At seventeen? Definitely! We can't be parents when we aren't even out of high school! How are we suppost to know what to do? I'm not this kind of girl that gets pregnant in high school. How could we make such a stupid mistake? What kind of people do that?" she threw her hands up in the air.

I looked down at her, trying my hardest not to glare. "My parents,"

"Danny, you know I didn't mean it like that,"

"You said it was a stupid mistake to sleep with me and what kind of people do that? Well my parents had me at seventeen so I guess they make that mistake,"

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it like that. I just…I'm not the type of girl to get pregnant,"

"Well, I'm the type of guy to leave you if you are pregnant,"

She smiled. "Thank you,"

"If that is my baby in there," I patted her stomach. "It will be loved,"

Lauren sighed and stood up. "Well, let's find out,"

She took my hand and pulled me over to the dresser. There were two pink bars.

I heard her gasp brokenly before she started crying. I pulled her into my chest. "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here,"

"Danny, no! I cant! I cannot be pregnant!"

"I'm sorry," I murmured over and over again.

"I'm so stupid!"

"This is my fault, too, stop blaming yourself,"

She kept crying.

"Lauren, look at me, look at me," I pulled her chin up so I could look into her tear-filled brown eyes. "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. In nine months we'll already be out of high school. You're just gonna have to get through nine months of a pregnancy and high school. But then we'll be out and we can start a little family,"

She started hyperventilating. "I-I…I cant. I n-need…I need to sit down,"

I pulled her to the bed where she sat down and took her shaking hans in mine. "Lauren, we're engaged. We're about to be married so it's okay. We can do this,"

"You think so?"

"I know so," I whispered. I was about to lean in and kiss her when the door opened downstairs.

"Lauren! We're home!"

Author's note: so obviously after leaving you with that big of a cliff-hanger I'm making it more than a one-shot but I don't know how far I want it to go. How far do you guys want it do go? Let me know…