STORM'S POV

~ Seven Months Later ~

I sit at my computer desk, finishing up a recording… trying to hide what's actually on my mind. I win the round of skywars and call the video there. I stop my recording and slump back in my chair for a moment. I don't know what to do… No, what am I saying? I do, I'm just so scared. This can't be the case. I divert my attention back to my computer as I open my editing software. I get to work and as the video is saving, I check my channel. For the seven months my youtube channel has gotten a fair amount of attention and a lot less conflict and, or haters. Things have been looking good.

I sit back one more time before shaking my head, and heading to the door. I grab my keys, put on my shoes and head out to the drug store. Gosh, I really need Kim… I don't think this is something I should be doing on my own. I head to the aisle where I never thought I would be to get what I need. I go to the checkout and get a judgemental glare from the older lady working. She rings the item through and I'm on my way back to my place.

I head to the washroom and take a deep breath. Ten minutes later I read my result. Crap, I'm pregnant….

I drop the test in the sink and leave the washroom. I head to my bedroom and look at myself in the mirror. I lift my shirt and look at my stomach… I'm pregnant, I keep telling myself… No, this isn't the fresh start I wanted, I begin to panic. I pace my bedroom and start to think about Mitch… I need to tell him, but when? How would he respond? There's really no other option than to keep it… and Mitch need's to respect that. I continue pacing the room and decided that I needed to see him in person this weekend to tell him. I open my laptop and begin to book tickets when I hear a knock on the door. Who could that be?

I head to the door and check the peep hole, dammit. It's Mitch… what is he doing here? What reason would he have to be here? I'm not ready to tell him now, I start to panic but quickly realize that now is not the time. I take a deep breath and open the door.

"Mitch!" I cheerfully greet him. "I've missed you so much!" I give him a huge hug and let him in.

"I've missed you too," he replies and drops his bag. Moments later, he's walking towards me puckering his face. I immediately dodge him. Confused, I tell him that I'm not feeling well.

"So what are you doing here?" I ask randomly.

"I can't surprise my girlfriend?" he chuckles. "I wasn't intruding anything was I?"

"Oh no, of course not," I play my question off. He could sense something was off.

"Anything the matter?"

"Nope, did you want some food? I bet you're hungry."

"Oh definitely," he agree's and follows me to the kitchen.

I pull out my phone and quickly text Jason, he's the first person that came to mind. He quickly responds asking what's up to my somewhat highly worried sounding text. I'm in the midst of responding when I hear Mitch isn't behind me.

"I just gotta hit the washroom," he shouts to me.

I quickly divert my attention to my phone and look back. I rush to the washroom and shout "No! Wait!" But it was too late, he was already eyeing the pregnancy test in the sink.

"You're pregnant?" he calmly but hesitantly asks me.

I sigh and say "yeah, I guess so…"

"I'm assuming you just found out yourself?… And this is the reason of all the tension?"

"I did and I guess so…" I trail off.

"Let's talk about this, just let me go to the washroom."

"Course," I reply and head back out to the kitchen. I start preparing to make scrambled eggs seeing since I have nothing else. Minutes later Mitch walks in and sits down.

"Sit… please, don't worry about feeding me," he explains. I do as he says and sit down across from him. He takes my hand in his and looks directly at me. "Whatever you decide to do, I want you to know that I will behind you one hundred percent, I love you Storm."

I sigh in relief with his response and all my tension eases. "I need to keep it…" I begin to tell him.

"Then keeping it we shall do," he grins which reassures me that he isn't a boy who would run for the hills after hearing news… I mean we've been together for three years, guess it would make sense.

"I'm really glad to hear that," I smile. "I love you Mitch."

"Have you told anyone else?"

"No… I literally found out ten minutes before you knocked on my door…. I wouldn't even know how to tell my parents, they would just be so furious and so disappointed in me…" I shake my head.

"No, I'm sure they will have your back… they're your parents after all and after all you've been through in the past… I'm sure this is something that they are willing to be there for."

I sigh and nod my head. "Yeah, I guess you're right…"

"Want to call them up?"

"Sure," I agree and pull out my phone. I see Jason has texted me three more times. I back up my message and tell him that I will tell him later.

Mitch was right… my parents even wanted me to come home but I told them that it wouldn't be necessary and talking on my toes, I told them that Mitch had moved in with me a few months ago. They settled with this response and told me to keep them updated, I agreed and hung up. I look back to Mitch.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to lie like that… the last thing I wanted to do was go home," I explain.

"Well, I guess there is only one option left," he exclaims. I give him a puzzled expression and he continues to say, "I'm moving in."

"No, you really don't have to… you have your own life and -" he cuts me off.

"And you're a part of it. I said that I would be here for you one hundred percent, so unless you tell me otherwise, I would like to move in and take this matter very serious."

I sit and think about this option for a few minutes and I finally say "better start packing."

[oh snaaaap!]