Unexpected - A Dan Howell series

Unexpected - Part 8

3 months have gone by, and there was no hiding the pregnancy. At 20 weeks I already felt huge. I haven't heard from Dan. which honestly, I wasn't coping that well. for the first month I tried repeatedly to get into contact with him. I wanted him to know the truth, but he wouldn't respond. After a while it just said the number was disconnected.

I had my 20 week scan today, hopefully finding out whether I was having a little guy or gal. I didn't have anyone, but at least I had this baby, they gave me a reason to smile. I slipped on my ballet flats, because they were the only thing I could get on without a problem these days, and grabbed my keys to head out the door. I stepped outside onto the street and deliberated what I should do. I could take a cab, but the place wasn't that far, and I could really use the exercise. All I do is eat and lie around the house, the walk sounds good for me.

I started walking down the street, thinking about my future, my apartment was too small for a baby, I should really look at apartments when I get home. All the baby clothes and furniture I need. I decided to put it off until I found out what I was having, save me buying things that may not even get used. I turned the corner and accidentally bumped into someone, causing them to hit the ground. I panicked and looked down. I don't think I have ever expressed how sorry I was to someone until now. But that wasn't the biggest shock. I looked down to help the man up but when I saw who it was I froze. It was Phil.

I quickly helped him up and he glared at me, his hand reaching my stomach.

"Y-Your, Your Pregnant. What, How?!."

My eyes were so wide they could have popped out of my head, I had to get out of here. And fast.

"Sorry Phil, would love to chat, but i'm late for an appointment, gotta go , bye!"

I shuffled as fast as my feet would take me until I reached the clinic. I walked inside and let the receptionist know that I was here. I took my seat and then patiently waited for my name to be called, so in the meantime I picked up a magazine. Ooh, red carpet pictures!

"(Y/n)" The doctor called, I stood up, although every time i came here it was getting harder and harder to do. We walked into the examination room and I took my regular spot on the reclining bed. I lifted my shirt and awaited for the cool sensation of the gel. As cold as it was, I actually didn't mind it. The doctor looks around and smiles

"Well everything seems to be going extremely well, how are you feeling?"

"Apart from the morning sickness, The little one and I are fine" I beamed back at her, I really was excited of my little pride and joy.

"Alright well that's good to hear, now the big question is, Do you want to know what the sex of your little baby is?"

"Absolutely, I'm so excited! What is it?"

"Well, It looks like it's going to be a little..."