Dylan’s P.O.V
“I…I…am pregnant.” She finally manged to stutter out
Her words made me lose air in my lungs, not because I was not happy about it, but because I was not expecting to hear those words this soon, she has always said she may have trouble conceiving due to her eating disorder.
“You’re pregnant?” I finally managed to breathe out
She was crying by now, worrying on what I would think to this happening
“Are you mad at me?” she said timidly, looking at me eyes scared and worried “You hate me now don’t you?” she sobbed out
Why would she think this? I crawled up the bed to her, kneeling in front of her, placing my hand on her cheek
“Why would I be mad? I could never hate you baby.” I said stroking her cheek “Sweetheart this is amazing news.” I added excited
She looked at m
