Mr. Book Store

CHAPTER 14

MCKINLEY P.O.V

Luke and I were suppose to be leaving for California in two days but I hadn't been feeling too well.

"Luke?" I asked walking into his apartment where he was suppose to be making dinner. I found him sleeping on the couch and joined him. He groaned when I laid on top of him and I snuggled into him. I wasn't really sure what was wrong.

"Hi." He mumbled.

"Hi." I mumbled back. He rubbed my back and we both fell asleep for another hour. By the time we woke up it was closer to 7:30 and I could hear his stomach growling as I laid on top of him.

"Babe, get up. I'm hungry." He whined but I didn't move. I wasn't in horrible pain but I was just sick enough that I wanted cry. "Babe, seriously." I sighed as I got up and got out of his way. I went to lay in guest bedroom checking my emails. "What's wrong?" He asked standing in the doorway with a bowl of food that smelled so much like soy sauce that it made my head hurt even more.

"I don't feel good." I mumbled. I had had a headache for days that I couldn't seem to shake. My stomach felt weird and not like a "I'm going to throw up weird" it was a like i just want to feel weird weird.

"How can I help?" He asked.

"You could go get me some Panera."

"Really? Right now?" He asked.

"No. I was joking." But I really wasn't. I went back to what I was doing.

"Well maybe you should go home." I looked at him, he was still standing in the doorway.

"You don't want me here?" I asked. I was so offended. Luke had never told me to go home, he always offered for me to stay over and sleep in his bed with him. I sat up and put my shoes back on.

"Of course I do, I just don't want to get sick. We leave in two days." He said.

"Oh yeah, speaking of that. I don't think I should go." He looked sad when I said it. "It's not that I don't want to, I do. But I don't feel good and I feel like if I go you'll feel bad that you don't spend time with me."

"I would make time for you."

"I know but I changed my mind. I don't want to go."

"Awe." He pouted as I got my coat on. The weather had gotten warmer, thankfully, but it was still cold at night.

"I know. I'm sorry." I said kissing his cheek and grabbing my purse. "I'll see you later." I mumbled as I left, getting in my car and driving home. I was honestly so offended that he didn't want me to stay with him but I wasn't going to argue with him. I stumbled into my apartment, locking the door behind me and going to my room to change my clothes.

'You really don't want to go?' He texted me and I ignored it. I really couldn't believe that he didn't want me to spend the night with him.

*TWO DAYS LATER*

I still wasn't feeling good by the time that Luke was leaving for California so he didn't even want a hug goodbye incase he got sick, but I think he thought my sickness was something that could be passed around but sadly, that's not how pregnancies went.

I was more than freaked out. My period was over two weeks late and at first I tried to say that it was because I was under a ton of stress. But as the week went on and I never got it, I panicked. So as soon as Luke got on that plane, I ran to the drug store and got a pregnancy test.

"Court." I said into the phone, nearly in tears.

"What's wrong? Did you and Luke break up?"

"What no. Can you just come to my place? Please." I asked as I walked home. By the time I got there she was already there and she was freaking out.

"What's going on?" She questioned.

"I think I'm pregnant." I said sitting down sighing. She looked like I had just told her that I had murdered someone. "And Luke doesn't know."

"Have you taken a test?" I shook my head but held up the bag where it was stored for right now. "Go take it." She said trying to get me to stand up.

"I'm scared. If that comes back positive, he'll leave me." I couldn't be a mom. Well I could, I knew that there was a chance I could get pregnant every time I had sex. I signed up to be a mom the minute I spread my legs for someone and I knew that. I couldn't be a mom alone.

"No he won't." She said and I sighed. I was so scared. I had no idea what was going to happen but I went to the bathroom and took the test anyway. I took it out to Courtney and we both watched as a line and a half popped up.

"What the hell does that mean?!" I freaked out. "Am I pregnant?!" I was so afraid for how I was possibly going to tell Luke that I was carrying his child.

"I don't know. Maybe you should go see a doctor." She said trying to calm me down. "Cause I'm not really sure what this means." I nodded. It was still early in the day so I called my doctor to schedule an appointment for as soon as possible. Thankfully she got an appointment tomorrow which I was thankful for. I wouldn't be able to wait that long to know if I was pregnant. Luke was coming home next week and I wouldn't be able to hide this from him for much longer.

*NEXT DAY*

I was sat in a paper gown at the doctor office, my legs spread apart, and my doctor between them. I had taken another pregnancy test here and they had taken blood. I hated that I was doing this alone but I knew that Luke probably wouldn't have come with me anyway.

"Alright." She said finally looking at me and allowing me to put my clothes on. She left the room and came back with papers as she sat down. "Okay, you are not pregnant." She said and I nodded. "Now, if you would like, we can change your birth control if you're nervous about getting pregnant." She said. "I think we should use IUD." She said and I shook my head.

"I like the pills. I have never had an issue with them." I wasn't really nervous about getting pregnant. We always used condoms and I always made sure to take my pill, I was more nervous about what Luke's reaction was going to be when I told him the real reason why I didn't want to go to California with him.

*LUKE P.O.V*

I was really missing Mckinley. Every morning I would text her good morning and let her know what I was doing for the day so she would know when the right time to call would be. She had been acting really weird lately and I wasn't really sure why. I wasn't sure if it was something I had done but I was more than ready to get off this plane to go see her and figure out what was going on.

"Kinley!" I shouted the minute I saw her in the airport, running to her and lifting her up. She laughed as I kissed her. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too." She kissed me as I put her down. When she let my lips go, we went to baggage to get my suitcase before she lead me to her car. "How was it?"

"It's so beautiful over there. I wish you had gone with me. You would have loved it." I smiled at her holding her hand as I drove back to my place. "I'm glad you're feeling better." I said looking at her smiling. She all of a sudden looked panicked.

"Yeah..." She responded.

"What's wrong?" I questioned looking between her and the road. She was silent. "Mckinley, what's going on?" I was a little worried.

"Okay, but don't get mad at me." She looked at me begging with her eyes for me to not get mad at her.

"I won't get mad." I promised her and she sighed before looking ahead.

"I went to the doctor for a uh... A pregnancy test." She said and my eyes widened.

"What?" I was freaked out. "Oh my god! Are you pregnant?" I nearly crashed the car making her scream. I parked the car running my hands through my hair. "Please tell me you're not pregnant." I said turning to look at her.

"I'm not pregnant." She said and I sighed.

"Thank god." I said turning to look out the windshield. "Thank god." I repeated letting my head fall onto the headrest of the chair. "I have no idea what I would have done if you were pregnant." She stayed quiet. I began to drive again while she stayed quiet looking out the window. "Look at me." I said and she slowly looked at me. "We're not ready to be parents."

"I know."

"Then why are you so upset about it?" I asked. She shouldn't be upset with the fact that she's not pregnant.

"I wasn't expecting you to react like that. You acted like it was the worst thing in the world that I may or may not be pregnant." She said. Lately, we had been fighting a lot and a baby wasn't going to fix our problems, a baby would make them worse.

"How was I suppose to react?" She shrugged.

"I don't know, maybe be a little understanding that it was your ballsack that could have gotten me pregnant." I rolled my eyes.

"You can't blame me. It take's two to make a baby." I said. She sighed.

"I'm not even pregnant. Who cares."

"Well do you want to be pregnant?" I asked. I couldn't be in a relationship with a girl who wanted me to get her pregnant. That wasn't happening.

"Not really." She answered as I pulled in the driveway and parked the car. Neither one of us moved. I got out and she followed.

"I want to be alone." I said looking at her. I wasn't sure what to think about this whole situation but it was a little scary that the reason my girlfriend stayed here was because she thought she was pregnant. She nodded. I handed her the keys, and she left without another word. I went to the office and sat at the desk. I rested my elbows on the desk and rested my head in my hands.

I had no idea what to do. I had no idea how to feel about this. I had never had someone tell me that they thought they were pregnant with my baby. McKinley was the first ever girl to tell me that she had a pregnancy scare and it scared the hell out of me.

I felt like I wanted cry. I know she wasn't pregnant but even the thought that I could have become a father in nine months was scary. It was something that I knew I wouldn't be able to handle. I was finally trying to become something of myself. My record label was getting tons of hits from people all over the country. People from England were contacting me to get a record deal. I was loving life and throwing a baby into the mis wouldn't have been good for me.

I knew it was selfish, but it was true.

*MCKINLEY P.O.V*

Luke hadn't talked to me in a few days and I was getting really worried. I wasn't sure what to think. I wasn't sure if we were together or we weren't and it all made me really anxious.

This morning I woke up in a pool of my own blood and right away texted Luke that I had gotten my period and that I was in fact not pregnant. I never got a response. I missed Luke. I felt like we were always fighting about something. Someone always had an issue with the other and maybe it was because we had finally gotten comfortable with each other or maybe we just didn't give each other enough space but whatever it was, it made me miserable.

I was working, trying to keep my mind off the fact that my boyfriend hated me when someone knocked on the door to my office.

"Come in." I sighed and looked up as a delivery man set a dozen roses on my desk. "Thank you." I smiled at him pulling the card off of the flowers. All there was on it was a big red period and the words 'at least one of us got a period' and Luke's name at the bottom. I rolled my eyes at it but smiled. Why couldn't the moron just see it from my point of view?