《One of the guys》Telling Jc
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Cindy's POV-
I walk downstairs to see Jc cooking dinner for his mom, sister, and brother, and me of course.
"Jc, I think ill pass on dinner" I said. I couldnt eat, I had cramps, which is weird because I didn't get my period this month..
I ran up to the bathroom and threw up.
"I didnt even get to eat anything, and Im already throwing up" I tought.
"could I be..pregnant?" I tought
"I can't be, im probably just sick or something" I said.
I had really bad cramps all day, and my stomach felt...felt weird. Like there was something or, someone. 'thats it, im going to buy a pregnancy test!' I said.
I changed into my light pink sweatshirt and black tights along with my scandals.
I snuck downstairs and got into the car. When I arrived at the store, I bought 1 test, and went back to the car. When I arrived home, I hid the test under my shirt, and snuck into the bathroom.
I read the instructions and did what I had to do and the test said (+) positive. Omg I was pregnat again.
I had to tell Jc but I was nerveous I wanted him to find out himself so I put the pregnacy test thingy in his drawer. He opens it everyday. I waited for Jc to come upstairs and he finally did. I went downstairs and pretended like nothing happened.
Jc POV-
I went to my side of the room and opened my cabnit. I was looking for some socks when I suddenly touched something hard. I took it out and it was a pregnancy test. It said (+) positive. Was this Cindy's? I ran down the stairs and I saw cindy at the kitchen table.
Cindys pov-
Jc walked behind me with the pregnancy test and smiled. "Your having a baby?" he asked. "Yes!" I responded. He picked me up and spinned me around. Suddenly baby Taylor began to cry. "Sorry" said Jc. Its alright I said.
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