She didn't like waiting, it made her antsy, and it made her stomach feel like it was on the tallest and fastest roller coaster ever.
This day wasn't in their plans. The couple had talked about this. They were supposed to go to college, graduate, start their careers, get married, buy a house and start a family.
They did follow their list, they got married earlier than they planned but they stayed true to it.
But it was the last thing to cross off one their list that was difficult, it wasn't supposed to be so difficult.
They had loved what they had achieved together so far but it just ok, not great like it could be, and when they started trying a couple of years ago she never thought she'd be here today knowing this information, heart at the pit of her stomach and clinging to very little hope.
She didn't mean to react the way she had, he was just being so stupidly calm and somewhat sensible about everything. She was expecting him to blame her and hate her and leave. She hated herself, but he didn't and it made her so angry and so helpless.
The best place for her to be when she was feeling like this was curled up in his chest with his arms wrapped around her, but the last thing she wanted was for him to touch her.
So mid argument she grabbed her keys, and stormed out. She just couldn't be in the same house as him; it hurt too damn much.
She drove to the house of the person she knew she wouldn't be bothering as much.
She knocked on the cream white door of one of her best friend's house. She was shifting, hoping the petite brunette was was about to cry and she really didn't want to do it on the porch.
The door pulled in and Aria stood on the inside. Her warm smile quickly faded, when she saw her taller friends face.
"Hanna, whats wrong?" Aria asked solemnly as she pulled the blonde in for a long awaited hug.