I've been at the studio with Alex and the guys for three weeks now, and for the past couple days I've felt really off. I always felt sick to my stomach in the morning, nearly to the point where I want to throw up. I've been craving all of my favorite foods all the time, mainly salty and savory foods. Then there's the fact I'm late for my period. I voiced that I was late for my period two days ago to Alex when we had a moment alone and he instantly tensed up and got awkward with me.

I know that there is no way I could be pregnant. I knew Ales didn't use protection, I'm not total naive when it comes to sex, even if he was my first. But there is no possible way that this one time he forgets protection that he lands on a day I'm the most ready to conceive a baby. I mean we've only been dating now for eight months, and that is way too early in a relationship for us to try having a baby and starting a family.

Plus I wasn't ready to settle down and set up roots. I was only twenty-one, I have plenty more of my life ahead of me to consider having a family with Alex or anyone really. But if I am pregnant, then that's how it is and I hope Alex will stay and help me raise our baby as best as he can around his busy schedule. I know that once I have the baby, if I am in fact pregnant, I'm going to stay in Baltimore and get a job working somewhere doing something full-time or I might go back to school to finish where I left off at Wayne.

"Alex, I know we have the day off," I said as I sat in our shared bunk with him, "I want to go to the drugstore and get a test. I want to see if this is just a scare or if we really have the chance that we'd have a baby in nine months."

"I see no problem with that," he replied before he climbed out of the bunk, grabbing his keys, laminate, and wallet. I followed after him, getting my laminate, purse, and throwing on one of his hoodies I stole since it was always so much warmer than my own and it always smelled like him, even if he was here next to me.

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"Now we just sit and wait five minutes for the results to pop up in the window," I sighed as I held the test in my hands. Alex and I were holed up in the bathroom on the bus. The door was locked and I was sitting on the counter while Alex stood in front of me, in between my legs as he held onto my waist.

"No matter what happens, Courtney, I am staying put," he reassured me, "I've invested eight months of love and time into you and I am not about to throw it away based on whatever comes out of the little piece of plastic. I love you and I will stick around."

Soon the five minutes were up and I wasn't brave enough to look at the test. I handed it to Alex shakily. I was scared of what was going to happen next. I was so anxious about everything that would unfold after this moment. I was scared that I might not be ready to be a mom. I was scared that I might have a chance of losing the baby. I was scared that I'd might have to leave the tour so I can get the care I need during my pregnancy. I was scared that Alex would leave once I had the baby so he can skip out on being a father.

"Courtney," Alex paused as he showed me the dark and very blunt double lines in the results window of the test, "We're having a baby."

"I'm scared," I whimpered, "I have no idea on what to do now."

"We'll figure it out together," he replied as he took me into his arms, "I promise that no matter what comes next for us, I will be here for you and I am not abandoning you."

"What should we do first," I asked him, my voice cracking from my tears.

"We tell the guys, both band and crew. Then we call up our parents to let them know what's going on. Maybe we can try to get a hold of your brother so he knows. Then we can expand to our extended families later down the road.," he replied, "But for right now, we enjoy the fact that we created a new life that's growing inside you and that we have to tell our closest friends the happy news."

"You're happy about this," I asked him, "I mean Alex we're young still. I don't understand."

"I'm happy about this because the number one girl in my life is going to have my baby in a few months," he replied, "I'm happy that I have another thing to bond with you with for the rest of my life. I love you Courtney. Never doubt that."

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"So you guys are saying that you're going to be having a baby in nine months," Rian asked, trying to grasp what was going on.

"Yeah," Alex replied, "That's what we're saying."

"Are you staying on with us when go on tour, Courtney," Matt asked.

"I want to," I replied, "I can go to clinics while we're on the road so I can get the care I'd need. Sure it's not the best idea, but I want to enjoy this lifestyle of being on the road as much as I can before I have the baby."

"Alright, then I will keep you on as the assistant merch manager," Matt replied, "But you are to only work the table. No lifting. Leave that with me and Vinny."

"Works for me," I replied.

"What about bunks," Zack added, "Won't it be hard for you to crawl into the bunk you and Alex already have once you start to really show?"

"I already planned for that," Alex replied, "I'm going to clear off the junk bunk and move us into that bunk and put the junk into the old one."

"Wow a baby made you suddenly responsible," Jack joked.

"I've always been responsible Jack," Alex argued, "I just never really showed it until now. And I plan on doing so from now on."

"So when's the wedding," Vinny joked.

"Not for a while," I replied, "I have a bun in the oven."

"But I am going to put a ring on that finger," Alex added, "Once the time is right of course. Right now I'm going to enjoy getting ready to be a dad with my lovely girlfriend."