3 weeks later...
Will's POV:
Emma hasn't been feeling too well for the past two weeks, so she hasn't been at school. Emma told me the Doctor told her it was food poisoning. Something about her doesn't seem right, though...
I ring her every couple of hours but she seems to get pretty annoyed that I do. Girls on their periods, right?
It was half day today, though, because we are breaking up for Easter break. I had Glee all day. I walked to Glee and they had set up a mini party.
"Hey, sir!"
"Hey, Rachel, how are you all?"
"We are good. How about you?" She replied.
"Alright, thanks."
"How's Miss P?" Asked Mercedes.
"Oh, she's okay. She's just at home with food poisoning."
"Oooh... That's not very nice." A few chimed.
"No, it's not."
"So, shall we get this party started!?" Called Puck.
"YES!" They all shouted.
I sat watching the kids dancing, singing and demolishing all the party food they had brought. It was so good to see them not arguing for once. Even Santana was being nice. No sign of 'Snix' anywhere. They had even planned an Easter Egg hunt in the choir room. I heard cheers of joy when they had found them. Just like little kids, they are.
It had been a few hours since I had rang Emma so I decided to try and ring her again.
"Hello?"
"Hello, sweetie. It's me. Will?"
"If you are ringing me to tell me to take my medicine then I already have."
"I'm not. I'm just ringing to say I will be leaving school in about 20 minutes. I'll see you soon. Love you. Mwah."
"Love you."
Emma's POV:
Will shortly arrived home and gave me a hello kiss on the cheek.
"Hi, Em."
"Hi. Um, I'm cooking tonight. I've got some important news."
"Oh, okay. Can't you just tell me now?"
"No, sorry. I'm going to go up and get showered."
"Okay, see you in a bit."
I walked upstairs and got undressed. I stood in the shower, letting the hot water run over my body. I fully cleansed all my body and stepped out of the shower. Thinking about my news made the tingling feeling in my stomach return. I ran to the toilet and knelt on the floor, my head hanging over the basin. There was a knock on the door. He had obviously heard me.
"Em, sweetie, are you okay?"
"Yeah, perfect." I said sarcastically.
"Em, please. Just let me help you."
"I am perfectly fine. I'm not an imbecile."
"Okay, sorry. I'll be downstairs."
"Okay." I stopped throwing up and got dressed. I went downstairs and prepared dinner. I set the table up as the alarm went off for dinner. "Sit down please, Will."
"Okay." I placed our plates on the table and we tucked in.
"Mmm, Em, this is delicious."
"Thank you." We finished the rest of our dinner in silence.
"Can you tell me that news now?"
"Um, okay." I stood up and tucked my chair in.
"Well, these past few weeks you know I haven't been feeling very well. And I've been very hormonal... I'm sorry about that by the way... And it was three weeks today you asked me to marry you... So that means..."
"It's okay and it means that... I poisoned you with that fry up. I am so sorry, Emma."
"Will..."
"Emma?"
"Well... that isn't the reason."
"What is then?"
"I don't have food poisoning..."
"What's wrong with you then?"
"I have something that will change our lives completely." He looked worried. Like he was about to cry.
"Oh God no. You're dying. Oh no. No, no, no, no, no, no! Emma, why us? You haven't done anything wrong! We only got engaged 3 weeks ago! How long do you have left?"
"No silly. I'm not dying." He immediately perked up.
"What's so dramatic that could change our lives then?"
"I'm pregnant."
