Tawni without a Chance
Disclaimer: I do not own Sonny with a Chance. But I do own this cookie *holds up cookie*;P
*Boy enters* Boy: Hey, you stole my cookie!
Well I have to run. Bye.
Yeah, I own nothing.
Summary: Tawni Hart is having a certain blond boy's baby, and here's a hint; he is not three named.
I found Grady sitting alone against a wall. I slid down the wall and sat beside him.
"I just can't believe you chose to tell everyone else before me. Before the father!" Grady said leaning his head back against the wall.
I took Grady's left wrist with my right hand and pressed his fingers against the palm of my left hand and my fingers against his palm.
"I didn't mean to, really. Sonny saw me crying then Nico over heard us so I blurted it out and Zora and Chad were listening and I don't know. You honestly would have been the first one I told given the chance. Our baby, she needs us." I said softly.
Grady looked at me for a second, then a small, barely noticeable smile played on his lips.
"She, you said she." He beamed.
"It feels like a she." I laughed, a little bitterly.
"Okay, so what do we do now?" He asked, his smile vanishing from his lips.
"Tell Marshall, tell the world, tell our parents, make a plan for the child, I'll need a doctors appointment, etc. The list is so long and I don't know where to start. I'm so exhausted. And we'll have to thinkl of a way I won't get kicked off the show, which is nearly impossible, seeing as it's a kid show and right about now I'm not exactly the best role model for a five year old." I put my head in my right hand.
Grady grabbed my hand from my head and forced me to look into his beautiful blue eyes.
"Let's start small. We'll tell Marshall later today, then our family. But first, go get some rest, you're overtired." He advised me.
"'Kay, see you later." I said, feeling small.
"Bye." He kissed my hand and we parted ways, both heading in a different direction.
I was walking to my dressing room, when I ran into Sonny. Then, suddenly, I felt an unwelcome feeling of nausua.
I ran for the bathroom with Sonny in tow.
I hurried into a stall and started barfing and crying into the toilet while closing the door behind me. I heard Sonny walk in and saw her sit on the sink.
I had never puked this much. I felt horrible.
When the feelings died down and I was no longer puking I croaked out, "Sonny?"
"Yes, Tawni?" She responded.
I opened the stall door.
"What's your full name?" Strange question, I know.
"Alison Zanida Monroe. Why do you ask?" She asked.
"I just wondered, if I'm right, and the baby is a girl, then I wanted to see if I wanted to name her after you." I replied.
"And...." She started.
"I don't." I laughed.
"I was named after my grandmother! She's dead and it's not that- okay my name is a little wierd. Oh, I know! I'll get you a baby book with all the names and you can pick the ones you like best. Will it have Grady's last name?" Sonny rambled.
"I think so." I whispered softly. Maybe I did love Grady. Maybe.
"You know, you two are cute together, in a wierd way." Sonny thought out loud.
"Like you and Chad." I nodded.
She didn't even try to fight it, she knew it would take all my energy to fight back.
"Yeah." She breathed.
"Well, I'm done." I said pulling myself off the ground and walking up to the sink.
I turned the water on and washed my hands, rinsed my mouth out, and wiped it off.
"Are you sure you want to keep the baby?" She asked, quietly.
"No." I whispered. "But I'm sure as hell not giving it away."
This was going to be a long other eight months.
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(AN) So, I was thinking, isn't it way more IC for Tawni to be pregnant rather than Sonny?
And I need help with;
A) A name for the baby. Either boy or girl names first and middle.
B) Whether or not Tawni should keep it.
C) Whose last name it should have. Mitchel or Hart?
So, review with answers for those if you have them then give me any ideas you have for the story and I will consider them, and in future chapters, prepare for Grady and Tawni's crazy family and major Tawni haters.
