"But I'm only 16." I cried it as I looked at the pregnancy test.
It was positive.
This was the 10th one I took, and all of them were the same, positive.
Ethan was so going to leave me.
My hands trembled, and my body shook.
I don't want to be a single mother.
I heard the front door open and close, "Babygirl, I'm home!" Ethan called up to me from our apartment door.
I quickly shoved the stick into my hoodies pocket.
My wobbling legs slowly walked downstairs, into the kitchen.
"Hey bab-." Ethan stopped as he saw my face.
"Why were you crying? Why is your face pale? Are you sick?" His questions flooded everywhere as he cupped my cheeks.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I dropped to the floor balling my eyes out.
"Yo- you- you are g-going to l-eave me." I sobbed onto the floor.
I saw his face look at something next to me. I followed his gaze and saw the pregnancy test next to me.
It fell out of my pocket.
Before I could grab it he already swiped it up.
I saw how his face observed it.
My heart skipped some beats.
I started shaking more.
I saw his eyes start to water.
"Your going to leave aren't you?" I cried.
He dropped to the floor with me and hugged me tightly.
"I'm going to be a dad!" He cried with me.
Relief washed all over my body.
We cried together on the ground excited about the new family member that was growing in my belly.
A/N: when other people write about this they always make it sad lol