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"Urm..." I trail off, laughing nervously, "You see, this stuff... This stuff... is for my cousin?" I say, making it sound more like a question.

Austin raises an eyebrow at me, "You're really bad at lying."

I sigh, "I know."

"What's the real answer to my question?" Austin asks me, stepping closer to me.

I begin to debate with myself; should I or shouldn't I tell him? I mean, it's his baby, he deserves to know! But, what if he freaks out and leaves me or gets mad because I didn't tell him sooner?! Ugh, this is a hard decision...

No, it's an obvious decision; tell him! Yes, I have to tell him. But I can't! Yes I can! Okay, all I have to do is tell him carefully, think about what I say and how I say it. I don't want to rush into it, but I don't want to say it too slowly either. Maybe I should just say it quickly to get it over with. No, I have to ease him into it gently, just incase he gets annoyed with me.

"Ally?" Austin says, making me focus again.

"Huh? Oh, yeah... Urm... I-I think you should sit down..." I tell him, nervously.

"What? Why?" he questions, confused, but he sits down on my bed anyway. To be honest, you would have thought that he would've gotten the hint by now - what with all of the baby stuff and my weird behaviour - but I guess not.

I sit down next to him, trying not to let my anxious behaviour show too much. "Okay, so, this may come as a shock to you, and I'm sorry that it has taken me this long to tell you this, but I was just worried about how you would react and what you would say and-" he cuts me off.

"Ally, just say it, you're worrying me now."

I sigh, "Okay... Well... Here goes..." Austin looks at me expectantly. "I...I'm pregnant, and you're the father..." I say slowly, looking at his face for some kind of reaction.

He stares at me wide-eyes, obviously trying to comprehend what I just told him. "But... but we were careful..." he finally whispers, sounding shocked.

"I know, but sometimes it doesn't work," I state. "As you can probably tell," I add on, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

"Ally... This is..." Austin trails off.

"This is what?" I ask him, softly.

"I don't know. I mean, I just moved to New York and I'm going to MUNY soon. And you have an amazing future ahead of you too! This... this changes everything!" he says.

"In a good way or a bad way?" I question, slightly scared about what he is going to say.

He is silent for a second, most likely thinking about the answer. "In a good way," he replies, smiling weakly at me.

"R-really?"

"Yeah. I mean, of course it's a shock and it's not exactly the best time, but if this had to happen to me with anyone, I'm glad it's with you," he states.

I smile at him, blushing slightly.

"Aw, I still make you blush," Austin teases, smirking.

"Shut up."

"Okay," he syas quickly, sensing my hormonal mood. "So now that it's out in the open and everything, do you think we should start dating again?" he questions, taking hold of one of my hands.

"Urm, we'll have to wait and see," is all I reply with. Austin nods sadly in response, letting go of my hand. "So, you're not mad that I didn't tell you sooner?" I ask him.

"Well, kind of, but at least you have told me now. How many months are you now?"

"About 2," I answer.

"Woah..."

"Anyway, I'm proud of you," I state.

"Why?" Austin asks.

"Because with your anger issues and stuff, I thought you'd be completely furious, but you've actually handled this really well," I reply.

"It's because I love you and I know how hard it must've been for you to tell me..." Austin says. "And don't worry, I don't expect you to say you love me back," he adds, quickly.

"Good..." I reply, quietly. "I want to, but we're still broken up..." I tell him.

"I understand..."

"So, we're good?" I ask him, hopefully.

"We're good."

"That's great!" my mum exclaims after I tell her about me telling Austin about the baby. My dad on the other hand, just grunts and continues eating his meal.

"I know," Austin smiles, taking my hand. "I still can't believe we're going to be parents."

"Well, get used to it. You have about 7 months to prepare yourself until your life changes forever," my mum says, after swallowing a mouthful of food.

"Wow mum, thanks for that," I reply, sarcastically.

"In a good way!" she states. "I mean, yeah, sure there's the whole issue of school and education and stuff, and the fact that you're going to get almost no sleep for the next few years shall we say? And, the fact that you're going to need quite a lot of patience and you won't have much time to yourselves, but still! At least you'll have me to help, and hopefully your father would like to chip in once in a while."

My dad just shrugs, taking a sip of his water.

"Oh, he'll get used to it," my mum assures us, waving her hand in dismissal.

"Okay, mum, first things first, please don't start scaring us with all of this stuff. Austin only found out about the baby a few hour ago, I don't want him to be scared off now," I tell her.

"It's fine, Ally, honestly. I love the idea of having my own child, even if it is at a young age, and I love it even more because you're going to be my child's mother," Austin states, softly.

"Aw," my mum suddenly says, sniffling.

"Mum, I'm meant to be the hormonal one, not you," I point out, as I see tears start to stream down her face.

"What? Can't I cry happy tears over the fact that my daughter has found 'the one'?" she questions.

"What do you mean?" I ask her, bemused.

"Well, you're having a baby together, it's obvious that you're meant to be together; Austin is 'the one'."

"I like the sound of that..." Austin says, smiling.

"Well, we aren't even together, mum, so don't go getting any ideas," I tell her.

"Oh please, why would I want to butt in on my own daughter's love life?"

"Because that's the sort of thing you do," I state.

"True," my mum mutters, making me giggle.

Maybe telling Austin was a good idea after all.

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