"Oh, your mother's pissed." This was the first thing Josh said to me when he followed me out to the car. Judging by the way he slammed the car door when he got in, I'm getting he got the ears bashed off of him.

"D'you not think I figured that out for myself? I may have baby-brain, but I'm not stupid." I shot back, and I heard Josh mutter something under his breath. "What'd you say?"

"Nothing, I said nothing. Just give it time, like you expected them to act like that, so leave it be. After all, were you over the moon when you found out?" He was doing some reverse-psychology thing on me and I'm not happy.

"I sobbed in front of a doctor and mentally questioned if abortion was the way to go. You figure out for yourself if I was happy or not." I didn't mean to say the last part. Well, shit.

"You what?" Josh cut the engine, so I'm guessing he was serious.

"Nothing, it doesn't matter. What matters is that this baby of ours will grow up with its gran and uncle hating its existence, how awful is that?"

"No, no, back up a second. You were going to get an abortion and not tell me? Am I not supposed to get a say in the matter since I'm, I don't know, the baby's father?!"

"Joshua, just drop the subject. I'm not up for discussing it now. Let's just go home. What's the point in staying?"

"No, I'm not dropping the subject. Rachel, I get you were scared, I get you didn't understand how to tell anyone and I get that we all haven't acted in the best way so far. You should've just said something and we could've worked around things. That's all." Josh rubbed circles on my hand, but I was still fuming.

"If one more person says 'you should've told me' one more time, I'm going to fucking snap. D'you know how hard it was to even understand it? I shut down for two weeks after I found out. I rang Mum about twice during that time. I never talked to Taylor. I'm surprised I even managed to shower, because I felt hopeless."

"Then I take it back. You told me exactly when the time was right, but I just didn't get that. I was annoyed that the right time wasn't sooner, but that's all. Your mum and Dan are just shocked, but they'll come around in time. There, better?" God bless.

"A bit, thanks. You're sweet."

"Do I get a reward, then?" Hah. He wishes.

"Does it look like it?" I pointed to my stomach, and Josh laughed. "Not until November, if you count the baby as a reward. If you're hinting at something else, then wait till Christmas." I mock-sighed, and Josh started the engine again.

"Obviously the baby's a reward, shows I haven't completely fucked up in life. But fine, we'll think of something else. I think KFC takes it, how about you?" Food. I'd obviously agree.

"Yeah, sure, I'm starving. I haven't been to KFC in ages, mind, so yeah, let's go there." That was that decision made. I still only felt mildly better.

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To say I feel full after that KFC is an understatement. I ate double my normal order since I'm not eating for two, and I swear, I nearly dropped dead after I'd finished. It's been four hours and one bath later, and I still feel like a whale. I think I'm being a teeny bit overdramatic. Nasty flaw of mine.

Also, by fluke, we ended up breaking the news of the baby to Max (who's reaction when he saw me and my baby-bump was, "Jesus fucking Christ, the hell happened to you since I last saw you? Looks like you've swallowed a yellow melon!") and Matt and Chris, who came over to watch the Arsenal match on Sky Sports with Josh this evening, much to my lack of knowledge. I mean, I'm not having a moan about it since they're good friends of ours, but I just wish Josh had opened his mouth and said something. Dan, however, wasn't amongst them. Screw him, I'll find a new godfather for my baby.

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So lazy shit here, aka yours truly, decided to call it a night at seven, because in all honesty, I wasn't overly keen on sitting with a group of lads who were yelling at a tv while drinking beer (which I can't have), so I lay in bed watching Bride Wars, just because know think that Kate Hudson is one of the best ladies to exist.

The lads headed home before the end of it, meaning Josh watched the last forty minutes-ish of it with me, seemingly enjoying it more then I was. I followed it with Mamma Mia, though the was less keen on that one.

I shut the DVD off at around ten, because neither of us were staying awake. It'd been a long day, and I cried a lot, so it wore me out. I'd finally gotten myself comfortable (very rare when yo can't lie on your back or stomach), but that was ruined.

"Are you for fucking real, Joshua?" I gave him a sharp flick on the ear while I sat up. He turned away from me and muttered what sounded like "shut up" or something, but I tugged o his hair, and that got him up.

"What d'you want?" He sat up and frowned at me, but I folded my arms and raised an eyebrow.

"You just gave me an elbow to the spine, you eejit. Keep your long limbs to yourself, us short people don't appreciate it." I grabbed the blankets off him and tried to regain my previously comfortable position, and had succeeded. Then however, I felt a pair of arms around me, and it was icing on the cake.

"Sorry, love. Are you alright?" Josh asked after a few minutes, his voice all raspy and nice to listen to. I forgot to be pissed off that I got an elbow to the spine.

"I'm fine, just tired. Now ssh, sleep, but don't elbow me again."

"One question," Was he serious? "d'you want it to be a girl or a boy? The baby, I mean." Aww.

"I dunno, a boy, I suppose. I hope it is, then you can have those father-son bonding experiences you've been yapping about. I wouldn't mind if it's a girl, though. Why?"

"Just curious. I'm the opposite, though. I really hope it's a baby girl, because you know I've always wanted a daughter. But I wouldn't mind if it's a boy, that way ice some one who won't complain about the football on TV." Aww, plus a slight groan at that sky dig at me in the end.

"Yeah, you've told me a few times you've wanted a daughter. We'll find out next week at the scan, I told you earlier."

"Oh yeah, you did. Tell you what, though, we should put a bet on it. Winner gets to do the baby's feedings, loser gets to change the baby's nappies. And because I'm feeling extra nice, I'll do up the spare room for the little monster regardless of the result. Fair enough? While we're at it, we'll get the whole gang involved, and get them to put money on it." Was he out of his mind?

"Since when is my uterus a casino?"

"Since now at this second. It'll be fun though. You've nine days before the scan, so we've plenty of time to get people's bets."

"Will it keep you happy?"

"Not happy in a sense, but it's just for fun, like."

"Then fine. I agree to it. Now really, let me sleep or I'll be nagging you all day tomorrow. Love you."

"Fine, then. Night, Rach, love you too." Then, right, he kissed my neck and tightened his grip around me ever-so-slightly, and it made me go all mushy, and that was the end of it.

Josh was out-cold five minutes laterm

Notes

Side note; it mightn't have been conveyed in the right context here, but I fully support abortion.

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