Taylor had a family party to go to this evening (aka. July 2nd), and once again offered me to come with her since I'm so tight with her family, but I politely refused and said it was all good, that I'd stuff to do for Sam (her brother, as I'm working for him temporarily for college. He owns a tattoo shop, which coincides with my college courses) which wasn't technically a lie. I've to draw up a rose tattoo like the one I've got on my arm (I've 3 uncolored roses on my inner left arm, with the stalks and thorns on the outer part of my arm) since some bloke liked mine so much. I like drawing though, so it wasn't a chore.

I had a bath early and listened to The Maine while doing so, and just stayed really calm and quiet and had a really good time. Apart from the music, the apartment was super duper quite and it was just so nice. I practically live in my bath like, I'm always having baths and I've no shame in doing so. Baths are excellent, especially when you're up to your neck in bubbles. That's my favourite part.

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Once I'd finished with my bath, I threw on some sweatpants (y'know those ones that are tight on your legs? They're like leggings in sweatpants form) and a (really nice, might I add) bandeau from Primark and my zippy hoodie and sat on the couch with my drawings and got to work, since it was pushing eight o'clock at night and I'd a Teen Mom (oh, the irony) marathon at nine.

No more than fifteen minutes into my drawing and chilling, some one buzzed the bell on the hall door. I'd just gotten comfortable, and then some one has to go and ruin it for me. I sighed heavily, and got myself up off the couch to see who wanted to bother me...and maybe kill them while I'm at it.

"Who's it, then?" I asked before opening the door, just in case I was going to be murdered. That wouldn't be good.

"It's just pizza for the very lovely, Miss Rachel Amelia Flint." The person said back in a deep-ish, gravelly voice that I recognized, and I then opened the door. "Surprise, babe. I'm home." Josh.

I nearly knocked him backwards because I leapt up into his arms and put my legs around his waist, and I swear I made him hug me so tight that I was in fear of bursting. I missed him quite a fair bit, if you didn't notice, so I guess I was glad to have my partner in crime back with me (and the baby).

"Oh God I missed you so much, please don't ever leave me again." I started crying into his chest, and he couldn't help but laugh. "Don't laugh at me, Joshua. This is serious. I was so lost without you."

"Aww babe, I missed you too. C'mon, let's move it inside and we'll continue this, because otherwise it'll give Mrs. Charkowsky something to gossip about." The old bat is literally a teenage girl in a 60 year old woman's body.

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Josh carried both me and his suitcases inside and put me down on the sofa, before sitting down next to me. I kept the zip on my hoodie pulled up over Bump so he couldn't see it, and made sleeve paws before resting my head on his shoulder.

"Did you actually order pizza, Josh?" I asked, since I was hungry. I haven't had anything since pasta and spaghetti sauce at around five. I'm vegetarian now since I found out that I was expecting, and I haven't even looked for a chicken curry once.

"I did, yeah. Should be here soon. Oh, what was it you wanted to tell me?" When he asked this, I gulped really loudly, and shit, he heard. "Rachel, what's going on?"

"Gimme your hand." I unzipped my hoodie and placed his hand on Bump, and watched his face change in confusion. He looked down at my stomach which was bigger than when he last saw it. I breathed out, and went for it. "I'm..I'm pregnant, Joshua."

"Wait, you're what?" He didn't get it.

"I'm having a baby. Well I mean WE'RE having a baby, but I'm the one that's popping it out."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, no joke. Found out in April, and I'm due in November!" Now, Josh looked pissed off.

"Wait, so you found out in April, and waited two months to tell me? Are you for real?"

"Well, yeah. I found out after you'd left for tour, and I felt horrendous dragging you back after finding out. I was hoping you'd have maybe a week off and you'd be home so I could tell you sooner, but that never happened.."

"Not think of ringing me and telling me?"

"I wanted you to be with me when I told you. I didn't want to drag you down by telling you."

"So you thought it best to keep it to yourself..?" He got up and began pacing around.

"Calm the bloody hell down. The only person who knows is Taylor, because it made me sick to my stomach to tell people. And this's why I didn't. I knew you'd be pissed off."

"I'm not pissed off that you're pregnant, I'm pissed off that you didn't tell me!"

"I didn't tell you because I was scared! I was scared you'd leave and scared I'd be left on my own to raise or child. They're the thoughts that have kept me up at night!" I went to head into the bedroom, but Josh held me by the shoulders and looked me dead in the eye.

"I'd never leave you, I promised you that had I'm keeping that promise until I'm six feet under. You won't be left alone, because I'm not leaving you, love. I swear that I'll never leave." He pulled me closer because he knows I'm a sucker for it. "I'm pissed that you never told me sooner, but I don't hate you for it."

"I'm sorry, I guess."

"Don't be." We stood there hugging and sighing and Josh rubbed my back like always does, and we did so until the pizza came. I ate half that pizza and went to bed, hoping the nightmare would end.

Notes

Why am I up so early smh

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