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Now here's chapter 2!

-Next morning-
"Nina?" I hear Fabian call from the room.
"Yeah?" I call back, leaning back over the toilet.
"Why are you-
"Don't you dare come in here." I snap, hearing him come to the door.
"But-
"Go to work.." I cough.
"No, I-
"Go." I ordered.
It becomes silent, and just when I'm convinced he's left for work, he walks in the bathroom.
"I told you to leave." I say standing up to brush my teeth.
"I can't, you're sick..." he replies, leaning against the door frame.
"That's not the point.. Just please..go." I say, starting to brush my teeth.
A couple minutes past before he speaks again. "But you're sick.." he says again.
"And I'll be fine, trust me.." I sigh looking up from the sink to see his reflection in the mirror.
He's obviously still tired, and I can tell he just wants to stay home and take care of me and treat my fake illness, but.. I can't have him here. I still have no idea on how I'm going to tell him about me being-
"Fabian?" I say turning around, interrupting my own thoughts."Go to work and when you get home.. I'll have a surprise for you, ok?"
He looks at me suspiciously for a while but just shrugs it off.
"Ok," he smiled, kissing my cheek. "See you later."
When he leaves, I quickly dress in jeans and a white top and call over Amber. (Outfit on profile)
I get out a notepad and a pen, thinking about how I should word the news that will change both of our lives forever.
"Dear Fabian," I mumble, writing it down on the yellow paper. "I'm going in town with Amber, be back later.. Love, Nina.." I say quietly. "P.S I'm pregnant."
I look at the letter, trying to find some way to perfect it, but Amber's at the door within a few minutes.
"Ready? I haven't shopped since...last week."
"Ready.. I smile."
-Hours of shopping later-

"We should probably get back.. I think Fabian might be home." I mumble nervously.
"I guess I have enough clothes.." she says, picking up her 12 bags.
We get back in the cab and ride the short distance back to my place.
"Why am I getting such a weird vibe from you? You seem.. scared." Amber says as we walk up the steps.
"Scared?" I ask, feeling sweat slowly starting to bead my forehead. "No.. I'm just tired."
I take my key from my pocket as we reach my floor and soon enough, we're at my door.
"It's already unlocked.." Amber says noticing the door is cracked open.
"Oh.." I say pushing the door inwards.
And there sits Fabian, on the couch, clenching the yellow note tight in his hand.
"Is it true?" he asks, standing up
"Yeah, I knew you would hate me.. I mean we're so unprepared-
I start but Fabian presses his lips against mine, interrupting me.
"What just happened?" Amber asks, breaking the silence.
"I'm pre-
"I knew it! I have to tell Mick, Patricia-
"Can we tell them?" I laughed.
"Fine..." she sighed. "I'm just so excited!"
"I am too." Fabian smiled.
He kisses me one more time on the cheek before going into the kitchen.
"This calls for a toast... We have no champagne so this'll have to do for now." Fabian said handing us glasses of orange juice.
"Cheers!" Amber squeals.
"Cheers." I laugh, before we all took a sip of orange juice.
"Well, I have to go home, Mick's mother is coming into town tonight."
"Oh ok, bye." I say.
"Bye." she grins while walking out the door.
"So..." I say turning to Fabian.
"So..." he mocks, picking me up and bringing me over to the couch.
"Do you really think we're ready for this whole parenting thing?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Really?" I say, trying not to sound too surprised.
"Yeah, I mean, I know it'll be hard and all, but we can do it... We just have to stay strong, because now.. There's 3 of us."
Smiling, I kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you."
"No problem."

Like it? Do ya? Haha I have no idea what I think about this story right now.. Should I even continue? I don't know..
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