So I wasn't going to say anything, but seriously, you guys have been slacking off and not reviewing as much as you should! Come on guys, this is how it works. I give you a story and you give me reviews! This part doesn't even have as many reviews as the second part yet. Please please please! I love your reviews and I need more of them.
Haha, anyway, I'm trying to get a bunch of chapters written but I'm trying to write my Macbeth essay at the same time and I've still only got one chapter written for you guys so here it is. I guess as long as I keep writing, it's cool, eh? (eh? eh? eh? soo canadian!) I haven't written a chapter of...secrets (:S forgot the name of it for a second) in AGES though. So when this story finishes, I'm going to try to get that done. It's too much work to do both at the same time, especially since I've got all this homework going on. Who knows, maybe if this story's still going in the summer, I can start working on both...or maybe I'll just scrap that one. I have this annoying tendency to write a sequel to every story I write...and then a threequel...I gotta stop doing that. Anyway...if you're looking for something to do on the computer tonight, may I suggest watching some of the amazing Darren Criss's covers on youtube. Seriously, search them up. He makes Disney sexy. I honestly think I'm in love. Funny, supermegafoxyawesomehot, talented, AND he loves Disney. Plus I KNOW he's not homophobic which is a bonus because I hate it when i start dating a guy and then i find out he is...Seriously, can I marry this guy? Please?
Chad's POV
"Shit," I muttered, not really sure what else to say. Ellie gasped and covered her ears.
"Daddy!" she exclaimed.
"Sorry," I apologized. "Uh...Ellie, play with your toys. I need to talk to Mommy for a second."
"Okay," Ellie agreed, running over to her mountain of presents and trying to rip a talkingdoll out of it's packaging. I took Sonny's hand and dragged her into the kitchen.
"Chad," Sonny whispered, looking up at me with scared, brown eyes. "What are we going to do? I don't think I'm ready for this."
"It'll be okay," I assured her, not truly believing it myself. There was no way I was ready to do this again. First Tawni being pregnant, then finding out I was Ellie's dad, and now this. Funny how my dream of having two kids was turning into my worst nightmare.
"But how are we going to take care of Ellie and a baby?" she asked. "We're too young for this."
"Let's just take it one day at a time," I said, trying to keep calm. "First, are you sure you're actually pregnant?"
"I'm six days late," she told me. "I've never been late before, Chad. This can't just be a coincidence."
"Hold on," I said, running out of the kitchen and up the stairs, taking them two at a time. I rummaged around in the bathroom cupboard until I found what I was looking for—a little pink box with "First Response" written across it in black letters. I ran back down the stairs and handed it to Sonny.
"Why do you have-" she began.
"They were Tawni's," I explained. "They come with two in a box so I guess she used the other one when she was pregnant with Lily."
"Will you come with me?" Sonny asked, taking out the pregnancy test and reading the writing on it.
"I should go check on Ellie," I told her. "Come out when you're done though and we'll wait for the results together." Sonny nodded nervously and started walking towards the downstairs bathroom.
"Hey," I said, stopping her. "It'll be okay, no matter what the test says, alright? I promise." Sonny threw her arms around me.
"I love you," she told me, sounding like she was about to cry.
"I love you too," I replied. Sonny let go and headed into the bathroom while I went back into the living room to check on Ellie who was still struggling to get the doll out of it's box. I knelt down beside the tree so I could help her.
"Chad," Sonny called from the next room.
"Gotta go, Pumpkin," I said, handing her the doll and kissing the top of her head. I ran out of the living room and into the hall. Sonny was standing there, biting her nails nervously.
"How long does it take?" I asked her.
"The box said to wait one to two minutes for the results to appear," she answered. I held her hand and counted the minutes on my watch while we waited.
"It's been two minutes," I told her. "I think we should look at it now."
"I can't," Sonny said, shaking her head. "Here, you do it." She thrust the test into my hand and I took a deep breath before looking down at it.
"Two lines," I announced. "What does that mean?" Sonny's breath caught in her throat. "What does it mean, Sonny?" I repeated. Sonny blinked and a tear rolled down her cheek.
"I'm pregnant."
Dun dun dunn...what's gonna happen next?
Okay so completely unrelated to this story, cuz i'm not really in the mood to go on and on about it, I've actually started watching the Harry Potter movies. I was gonna read the books too, but I wanna watch all the movies before the last one comes out so i can go see it. So I watched Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone and Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (and Mulan, because Darren Criss's cover of "Reflection" reminded me how much I love that movie!) and they were actually pretty good. Although, it's been a little hard getting used to the fact that no one's gonna burst out in song anytime soon. When I was watching the first one, near the beginning I was just like "sing Harry freakin' potter god dammit!" but they didn't. :( haha. And everytime Gryffindor loses points I say "Thanks, Hermione." lol Reflex. I was actually sitting in the kitchen watching it while i was pretending to do my homework and I said "thanks hermione" and my mom was like "What?" and I was like "Oh nothing, just reading my essay aloud." and she was like "I thought you said Hermione." and I was like "haha no." Hey, speaking of Hermione, she is so damn cute when she's little. Seriously, I was like "OMG! I wanna adopt her as my little sister, she's adorable." Although, after really thinking about it, I was like "nahh. She's such an overacheiver, I'd be even more of a disappointment to my parents."
Well, i'm gonna go now and actually try to finish my essay. Peace out suckahs!
Random AVPS quote:
Harry: In the muggle world, I'm just a...I'm something called a douchebag. I play guitar when everybody just wants to hang out and I make weird covers of Disney songs...I mean, who does that? See, muggles hate that shit. To them I'm just a douchebag. I'm like...Jesse McCartney.
