Hey everyone. This is just a random story I wrote when I was bored. It basically has no point and I don't know whether I'm going to continue it. Please read and review. Thanks :D
By the way, I don't know when I'm going to update my other Ryan and Taylor story. I'm kind of low on inspiration right now and haven't been writing much so just be patient with me.
Oh my God, this cannot be happening, Taylor thought to herself as she rushed down the aisles of the supermarket. She passed many people, who all gave her dirty looks as she stormed passed them, rudely. Taylor bumped into a few people on her way, quickly apologizing before continuing her journey. She had often been told that she had a one-track mind and this was one of the situations that it especially applied to. After being down almost every aisle in the store, Taylor stopped and groaned in frustration. I've been down every aisle, where the hell are they? She glanced over at one of the employees stacking some shelves a few feet away from her. For a second she considered asking the young girl, but decided against it and continued her quest.
A few minutes and a few aisles later, Taylor found what she was looking for. "Thank God," she said to herself, throwing her hands up in the air overdramatically. A lady standing a few feet away with her two young children gave Taylor a strange look. Taylor chuckled in embarrassment as the lady turned away to focus on her shopping again. Taylor looked back to the task at hand and stood still for a few moments, trying to build up the courage to pick up the small box from the shelf.
She reached forward slowly, before pulling her hand back again. She sighed and thought to herself, Taylor you can do this. Just pick up the box and go to the cash register. She hesitated again momentarily, before grabbing one of the boxes off the shelf. Taylor looked down and read the label on the small pink box. In large blue letters the label read, Pregnancy Test Kit. She really couldn't believe that she was buying one of these things so soon. She didn't think she would even consider getting pregnant for at least 2 more years. Her and Ryan had just gotten married!
98 Percent Accuracy! the label on the box proclaimed. "98 Percent?" Taylor muttered to herself. "Crap, it could be wrong." She thought for a moment before grabbing 2 more boxes off the shelf and quickly walking down the aisle in the direction of the cash registers.
20 minutes later, Taylor pulled her car into the driveway of her and Ryan's two storey house. She turned off the car and grabbed the bag of pregnancy tests from the passenger seat beside her and got out of the car. She then quickly made her way up to the house. As Taylor let herself in, she prayed that Ryan wouldn't be home from work yet so she could do the tests and be sure before she told him anything.
Unfortunately, her prayers weren't answered. Ryan emerged from the study a few moments later, startling Taylor who quickly tried to hide the pregnancy tests behind her back. "Ryan, hey," she said, putting on a huge smile. "You scared me."
"Are you alright?" he asked, kissing her on the cheek. "You seem a bit jumpy."
Taylor nodded her head "I'm great, just great. Never been better."
"You sure?"
"Well, actually I'm a little tired so I might go upstairs and lie down for a bit, okay?" she smiled.
"What's in that bag you have that you don't want me to see?" Ryan asked with a smirk.
"Nothing, its just some...you know, stuff," Taylor stuttered.
"Oh yeah?" he replied. "What kind of stuff?"
She just stared at him for a moment before replying with a sigh, "Okay, I'll tell you what's in the bag if you promise not to freak out."
"Why would I freak out?" Ryan asked. "Do you have a bomb in there or something?"
"Ryan this isn't funny!" Taylor exclaimed. "What's in this bag is going to determine the rest of our lives."
"Taylor what is it?"
"Promise me you're not going to freak out."
"What?"
"Promise me Ryan! I really can't deal with you freaking out on me right now," Taylor exclaimed.
"Okay, I promise," he agreed. "Now what's in that bag that's so important?"
"It's a pregnancy test," she told him hesitantly. "Well, actually there's 3 pregnancy tests. The box said they were only 98 percent accurate and I wanted to be sure so-"
"You're pregnant?" Ryan replied, cutting her off.
"I don't know, maybe," she said, "that's why I bought the tests, to find out."
"Well, this isn't exactly a bad thing," Ryan said, half to Taylor but also half to himself. "I mean, having a baby is a great thing. You get to take care of it, watch it grow up..." Ryan sighed, and looked up at Taylor and asked her seriously, "Taylor do you think I'd make a good dad?"
"You would be the best dad ever," she smiled at her husband reassuringly. "You would be so gentle and loving with it. I can already see you getting up at 2am to change its diapers, or feed it a bottle...you know letting me get some sleep."
"Thanks," Ryan replied, rolling his eyes with a smile.
"You know, before we start freaking out about this, we should probably do the test to find out if I'm actually pregnant."
Taylor and Ryan sat on their bed, not diverting their gaze from the pregnancy test that sat on the bedside table.
"How long has it been?" Taylor asked, not taking her eyes off the test.
"Just over a minute," Ryan replied, glancing down at his watch.
She looked at him, "You're kidding?" Ryan shook his head. "Oh God, 3 minutes is way too long. You know, I think the pregnancy test companies make the results take so long on purpose so you have to sit there and stress out like we are right now. They get some sick, twisted pleasure seeing other people suffer."
"Right, it's all apart of a big conspiracy," he teased her.
"If I was you," Taylor started, "I would be nice to me, considering I could be carrying your unborn child right now."
"You're right I'm sorry," Ryan apologised. "The pregnancy test companies love seeing couples anxiously wait for the results of a pregnancy test, so they make the results take longer."
"Ryan, that's not funny," she replied, sighing in defeat. "Hey, why are you so okay with this? I thought you would be freaking out like crazy by now."
"I was freaking out at first, I still am slightly," he started, "but I realised that this is a good thing for both of us. I know we wanted to wait a while before having kids but if was meant to happen now, then we should be happy. I mean, we're grown adults who would do a fantastic job at raising a child so it makes total sense."
"Okay," Taylor began, "Who are you and what have you done with my husband?"
"Look, I know I have a habit of freaking out whenever a big change happens in my life, but for some reason I'm not freaking out about this," he explained.
"Well that's good because I'm going to be doing a lot of freaking out if that test is positive," Taylor replied. "Oh my God, the test! How long has it been?"
Ryan looked at his watch, "Almost done, give it another 30 seconds."
"Can't we just look at it now?"
"No."
"Why not? What's 30 seconds going to do?"
"Do you want the results to be accurate?"
"Yeah."
"Then leave it, you can look at it in about 20 seconds now."
"That's it I'm looking at it," Taylor said, reaching out to pick up the pregnancy test.
"Taylor."
"It's only about 10 seconds now, it's not going to make a difference," she argued. "Okay, so how many bars are we looking for here?"
"One bar means not pregnant and two bars means pregnant," Ryan replied, reciting the details off the box that he had read about 50 times in the last 10 minutes.
Taylor went to turn over the pregnancy test and look at the result, but hesitated, "Ryan, I can't do it. Can you look at it and tell me what it says?"
He nodded, extending his hand for her to give him the test that would give them the results that would possibly change their lives forever. Taylor gave Ryan the test and began to play with her hands, like she did every time she got nervous.
Ryan hesitantly turned over the pregnancy test and his eyes widened in shock, "Woah," he muttered.
"What? What does it say?" Taylor asked anxiously.
"Tay, it's negative," he said, looking up at her. "You're not pregnant."
"What? Are you sure?" she replied, confused at the results.
"Yeah, it's one bar, not pregnant," Ryan said, showing her the test.
"But I was so sure," Taylor started, tears forming in her eyes. "I mean, I'm a week late, I've been tired and haven't been feeling well...why aren't I pregnant, it doesn't make any sense?"
"I don't know honey, maybe it was just stress," he suggested, looking at his wife somewhat apologetically. "Did you want to be pregnant Taylor?"
"What? No," she replied, with a forced smile, wiping away the tears rolling down her face. "We're not ready to be parents yet, this is a good thing."
"You know we can always start trying, if that's what you want," Ryan suggested, knowing that his wife was lying about wanting to be pregnant. Taylor just looked at him with a sob which made Ryan reach out and pull her into a hug. "Tay, it's alright. We have plenty of time to have a baby," he said, rubbing her back. "We can start trying today if you want to."
"No, I'm not going to force you into having a baby right now if you don't want to," she replied as they broke away from the hug.
"Who said I don't want to?"
Taylor looked at him with surprise, "You want to have a baby?"
"Yeah, I guess I do," Ryan replied with a smile. "I think we're ready, don't you?"
"To be honest, I don't think anyone's ever truly ready to have a baby," she stated. "You just do the best that you can and hope that you're doing the right thing."
Ryan nodded in agreement. "So, you want to do this?" he asked, taking his wife's hands in his own.
Taylor nodded, "Yeah I do." She smiled, "What about you? Do you want to have a baby with me Ryan Atwood?"
Ryan smiled, "Of course I do. I couldn't think of a better person to be the mother of my child."
"Thanks Ryan," she blushed.
"I mean it, you're going to be an amazing mother Taylor."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Any child would be lucky to have you as their mother."
Taylor smiled as she moved forward to kiss her husband. However she stopped before actually kissing him, "I can't believe we're going to do this."
Ryan smiled, and leant forward to kiss her.
Reviews are always welcome :D If you don't like it please give me some constructive criticism don't just say 'this story sucks' or 'you can't write' coz that's just pointless. Anyway sorry for this ramble I'm extremely bored. Thanks for reading.