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Present day:

I sit in the bathroom, cradling my head in my hands. I can't believe that I would get pregnant from a one night stand. I stare at the little pink plus in the indicator window in disbelief. Should I tell Logan? We haven't had a very close relationship since the night of the concert, but we still talk occasionally.

I left early in the morning that day, and he texted me later, explaining himself. He told me that he had been drunk and vulnerable from his breakup, and I was the first nice, understanding person he met. When I was laying next to him, half naked, he couldn't resist me. Logan told me that he was incredibly sorry, but the damage is already done. I hem and haw between telling him and not telling him. Finally, I decide to tell him. I find myself dialing his number. Each ring adds another adrenaline pump into my blood. Just when I am about to hang up, he answers. "Hello?"

"Hey Logan," I hesitate.

"What's wrong?" he asks me, sounding concerned. I sigh heavily.

"Logan, I don't know how to tell you this..." I trail off.

"Honey, I promise you, no matter what, I will always love you."

"Yeah. Totally. That's why we haven't hung out at all since that night," I snort contemptuously. I hear Logan sigh heavily.

"Babe, I wish I could. I've just been so busy, being on tour and all. We have rehearsals every day, and we are getting ready to release a new single. I couldn't have gotten together with you, no matter how hard I tried. Now, what were you going to tell me?"

"Well, according to the piece of plastic in my hand, I'm pregnant," I squeak. There is a shocked silence.

"What?" Logan exclaims.

"I'm pregnant," I frown. "I promise you, I have not slept with anyone except you."

"I don't doubt it," Logan sighs. "This is sudden. What are we going to do?"

"I really don't know. Wait, WE?"

"Yes. I had just as much part in making this baby, if not more, than you did. We are in this together, until the end," Logan vows. I can imagine the face that he is making: dead serious, with the little wrinkle in between his eyebrows. I let out a huge sigh of relief. Oh, thank God for this small miracle. At least I won't have to face it alone. "Tell you what. The tour is almost over. We will be back in your area in three days. What do you say you come down to the studio and meet us?" Logan asks.

"Sounds brilliant," I whisper, becoming choked up. "Thank you so much Logan. You're the best boyfriend ever!" I cry. Logan chuckles.

"I try my best," he laughs.

"I love you so much! I'll see you in three days."

"I love you too, baby. I can't wait to get home. The boys will be so surprised!"

"Haha I'm sure they will be. Do you think they'll be happy?"

"Heck yeah! They were so sad when you left."

"I'm glad I'll be welcomed back," I smile.

"Me too. Love ya sweetheart!"

"Love ya!"

"Bye."

"Bye." I hang up the phone. Thank God I won't have to raise this kid alone.

Three days later:

I drive to the studio at noon, even though the boys won't be back until one. I want to be early. However, when I get to the studio, everyone is already there. Logan runs out of the building to meet me, followed closely by Kendall, Carlos, and James. "I'm so happy to see you!" he almost squeals, scooping me up in a hug and twirling me around.

"It's so good to see you too! I missed you!" I squeal happily. James, Kendall, and Carlos come over and hug me too. Kendall whispers in my ear, "I'm so glad that he took you over that slut Camille. You are so much better for him." I blush at the compliment.

"Thanks."

"Any time. I'm glad you two are back together."

"Me too," I smile. Logan clears his throat, then walks over to me.

"Brianne, I love you, and I can't live without you. You're sweet, you're kind, you always make me laugh, and you can cheer me up. You are my light, my love," he pauses and gets down on one knee. Everyone gasps, including myself. "Brianne Mary Finnigan, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" he asks, pulling out a ring. I freeze for a moment, then start leaping up and down.

"Yes! Yes, of course I'll be your wife! I couldn't ask for a sweeter husband!" I cry happily. "I love you so much!"

"And I love you."

"Congrats guys!" everyone shouts. I smile, and Logan and I get into my car.

"Time to go home and start planning!" I say happily. Logan just groans.

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