Hey guys! So i'm so so sorry that this has taken me so long to upload, i'm in my last year of high school and i'm strggling with the pressure of my GCSE's. Some of you may understand, then some of you won't. WARNING: This chapter contains a few curse/swear words, you've been warned!
Enough from me, enjoy the chapter! xo
After Patrick left, I heard Matt open the door slightly, peeking his head 'round.
"Kaz, are you okay?" I could hear the fear and anger in his voice.
"Fine," I sighed "you just don't need to fight over me, I mean look at me! I'm huge, you can have anyone you want." tears started to roll down my cheeks.
"Kaz," Matt whispered as he came in the door, making his way over to me. "I love you."
"I love you too." I replied, tears still falling. Matt used the pad of his thumb to wipe the tears away.
"Patrick's text." was all I said.
"What does he want? Surely he knows he's done enough!" Anger rising in his voice.
"Matt don't get angry, please." his face softened as he looked at me.
"He text to apologise and to wish us well with being a family."
"Really?" He was as surprised as I was.
"Yes."
"Thank God." Matt sighed. I smiled at him, truly believing everything was going to be okay.
I woke up to my phone buzzing and an empty space next to me.
Where's Matt and why is my phone going off so much?
I picked up my phone and looked at the display.
"200 Twitter Notifications."
Oh that's not so bad, probably just some fans and nice tweets.
I was wrong.
I clicked on the little blue icon on my home screen. The little blue bubble on the notifications page struggling with the amount of notifications.
"Fuck!" I heard Matt yell, obviously in the living room. I took my phone in the living room with me, to find Matt on the sofa, laptop in his lap.
"Matt, what's the matter?" I asked, looking at him. I obviously caught him off guard as he jumped.
"Oh hey Karen." he said, smiling at me. Being called my full name was a red flag, something was seriously wrong.
I had completely forgot about my Twitter notifications until now, I clicked the tab and immediately it was full of: "I can't believe this, congratulations!" and some like "omg I can't believe this #Smillan is real!" followed by a lot of emojis. I looked at Matt.
"Oh my God." Matt looked at me and nodded.
"Yeah…no guesses as to how this got out."
"I haven't been out in days, there's only one person who could've done this." I carried on scrolling through the notifications, new ones constantly coming through. Some like "Is this true KarenGillan?" and links to an online newspaper article. Oh fuck.
"Are you looking at the article Matt?" I said as I sat down next to him, not realising I'd been stood up since I walked in the room.
"Yes." he replied, staring at the bold title at the top. "Ex Doctor Who Co-Stars Expecting A Baby." Then I noticed he had multiple tabs up with multiple articles.
"Oh fucking hell." I muttered. Spotting photos of myself and Matt, getting our shopping a few weeks previous. I immediately brought up the screen for a new tweet.
'To answer all that are curious as to whether I am pregnant, the answer to that is yes. I am due in a couple of weeks, thank you for all of the sweet messages. I'm very excited to have this baby, as is Smith Dog.'
I hit send, instantly there were replies, many in shock but the majority wished nothing but happiness. There were a couple of tweets with photo's attached, showing tiny baby Tardis onesies.
"Matt look at these, we have to get one!" I said and showed him the onesies. He took my phone and smiled at me.
"Of course we are getting one of those, they're awesome!" he replied, laughing. His laughing faded when a text alert came through to my phone.
"Matt who is it?"
"Patrick."
"Oh God, what did he say?" Matt opened the text and read aloud.
'By now I'm sure you've seen the news. To answer the questions you've obviously been asking, yes it was me who leaked the news. They deserve to know, especially as you've been keeping it a secret from everyone. That included me. If I hadn't come around last night to ask you to take me back, I wouldn't have known, would I? You wouldn't tell me, you'd wait until I saw it in the news. Heartless bitch. To think I actually wanted you back. I hope you and Matt are happy. Patrick J'
"A fucking smiley face?! Does he really think that's acceptable?" I didn't care how loud I was shouting, nor how much I was swearing.
"Kaz calm down, love please." Matt said, putting my phone on the table along with his laptop, bringing me into a hug. Tears were streaming down my face, anger and sadness overwhelming me.
There you have it! Again, sorry for the swearing! It's just how I imagine them handling it. Don't forget to review!
Until the next chapter.. ;) xo