"If you look just there," The ultrasound technician pointed to the screen. "You can see your baby!"

Hanna gripped Caleb's hand tightly. "It's so tiny," She mumbled, happily. It was making everything seem more real. This was actually happening; she was going to have a baby.

2 MONTHS LATER

Aria shuffled down the hallways of Rosewood High and found Hanna by her locker.

"Hey!" The brunette said in her usual chirpy voice.

Hanna, on the other hand, wasn't so sprightly. She grunted as a reply and slammed her locker shut.

"Dang," Aria raised her eyebrows at the blonde's mood. "What's wrong with you?"

"It's Caleb," Hanna replied. "He's being such a jerk."

"Care to explain?"

"Well, last night I asked him to bring me a pizza and a tub of Ben & Jerry's. First of all, he brings Larry's pizza instead of Dominos, and then he brings the wrong fucking flavour of ice-cream!"

Aria laughed and rolled her eyes. "You are definitely pregnant."

Hanna shot Aria daggers. "What's that supposed to mean?"

The brunette smiled and began wandering down the hallway. "Oh, nothing."

-:-

"Hanna's hormonal so don't say anything to set her off, okay?" Aria explained quickly as she joined the others at the bench outside. Hanna sauntered up to the group and sat down, dropping her bag onto the floor. She pulled out a chicken noodle salad but only picked at it.

"What's up, Han?" Ali asked as she ate her own lunch.

"Caleb is a fucking jerk," Hanna replied, deadly serious.

"Hanna, all he did was bring the wrong flavor of ice cream," Aria said, mid laugh.

"And he brought the wrong pizza! What? Why are you all laughing at me?"

Alison, Spencer and Emily were trying to stifle their laughs, but Hanna could see the grins. She stood up and stormed off, heading towards the girls' bathroom.

As the blonde sat whimpering in a stall, she heard the door squeak open and feet shuffling through. "Han?" Emily's calming voice echoed around the restroom. "Han, are you in there?"

"Mhm," Hanna murmured, in the midst of wiping her face.

Emily leant against the toilet door. "Hey, what happened back there?"

"Nothing, just hormones," Hanna tried to laugh it off, but wasn't convincing herself or Emily.

"Hanna," The raven haired teenager's voice become stern. "Tell me what's going on."

The stall door unlocked and Emily poked her head around. She noticed Hanna hunched up in a little ball.

"I hate being pregnant," she cried. "I fucking hate it."

"Oh, Han. Why?"

"Well let me think," The blonde suddenly became sarcastic. She held her hand up and began counting on her fingers. "I'm fat, I'm hormonal, I feel ill all the fucking time. Need I go on?"

Emily stepped into the stall, locked the door and crouched beside her friend. She rested her palm on Hanna's shoulder. "Han, it's alright. We can live with you being hormonal, feeling ill is just a side effect of something amazing that's happening inside of you and you are definitely not fat. You haven't even started showing yet."

"Bullshit," Hanna said. "But I love you, Em."

A/N - you can probably tell but this chapter is just a filler. I'm really eager to move this story on so I think I'm going to start posting more chapters a day. Keep reviewing, favoriting (is that actually a word?) and following!
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