One Of The Guys

"So I've ran the test and thankfully now I know the reason for your sickness"
I stared at the doctor in silence, my heart pounding.
Please don't be pregnant. Please don't be pregnant.
"[name], you are pregnant, congratulations! I'd estimate between 8 to 9 weeks"
Fuuuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkk
My ears started ringing and my stomach dropped. Oh no. I can't be pregnant. I'm way too young to have a baby. And my career with the band is only beginning. The doctor went on talking but I was in too much shock to hear him. A million thoughts were swirling through my mind, but one was way more prominent than any other thought.
Who's the father?
Is it Andy? Or is it CC?

The doctor wrote me a prescription to help with my morning sickness and congratulated me once more before I left his office.
Why is he congratulating me? This is terrible. My whole fucking life is ruined.
As I entered the waiting room, four familiar heads popped up to look at me. I was bombarded with questions from all of them.
"How'd it go?"
"What did the doctor say?"
"Are you going to be okay?"
"What's wrong with you"
All the questions were too much for me to handle, along with the stress of just finding out I was pregnant. I turned around and punched the closest wall to me before storming out of the building.
I didn't get too far before the guys caught up with me. All five of us were standing in the middle of the parking lot.
"Hey, [name] wait up" called Jake.
I stopped and turned to look at my bandmates. I looked through each of their concerned faces. I couldn't hold it in any longer;
"I'm fucking pregnant" I cried. "After all the shit we've been through, I thought we could finally move on and get over it. But no, there just has to be a fucking alien creature thing growing inside of me" I kicked stones on the ground.
CC laughed. My head shot up to him and gave him a death stare. He stopped laughing immediately.
"I'm sorry" he said. "It's just.. You called it a alien creature thing" he chuckled again and this time Andy laughed too.
"Well I'm glad you think it's fucking funny. You won't be laughing when you're trying to figure out which one of you is the father, will you?". It was a low blow, but it was the only way to get them to take the situation seriously.
The turned and looked at each other, half filled with jealousy, half with anger.
"How am I going to perform with a giant pregnant stomach?! What am I going to do, give birth on the bus?! Ugh, this is so fucked up" I groaned.
Ashley approached me and put his hand on my shoulder, relaxing me.
"Honey, calm down. We will figure this out. You're not alone"
I sighed and walked back to the car.

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