Cpov
I felt my insides twist when i gazed at my reflexion, a tiny bump forming. Im six weeks pregnant. Its getting hard to hide. I sighed and tugged at the hem of my shirt, which was slowly rising back up. I fiddled through the closet and finally found a pare of loose jogging pants and an oversized t-shirt. My hair was messy and i had purple bags under my eyes. I dont know how i had gone this long without telling anyone. I wanted to, oh man did i want to, but if derek found out- he might leave me. My stomach rumbling cut through my thoughts as i left the room and found my way to the fridge. I sat in front of derek, who was digging into his stack of pancakes. He eyed me, and gave me a concerned look. I blinked it away and got into my plate, pancakes poored with ketchup and fruits, a small plate of pickles as a side dish. "chloe?" my head snapped up to see derek eyeing my plate with a somewhat disgusted and a suprised expression playing his face. I smiled in embaressment and swallowed my food slowly, but when i felt it starting to come back up i ran to the bathroom, and bent over the toilet. I felt large hands holding my hair and i let out a shaky breath. He helped me up and closed the bathroom door behind us.
"whats going on?" he asked with a concerned and suspicious eyes.
I felt my heart drop, i REALLY wanted to tell him. I HAD tot ell him. I could do this. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth...