Goodbye Baby

                                    

                                          
Tris's P.O.V.
                          
It's been 4 days and Michael and I are having a date night. My parents are in the U.K. Ignoring me like usual.
                          
Lately I've had morning sickness, and I'm scared I'm pregnant and I'm planning on telling Michael tonight. 
                          
I put a short mid knee dress, that was black lace and walked to the bathroom to do my makeup. 
                          
I did a more dark look with red matte lips. Then I grabbed a pair of black heels with red on the under part. I grabbed a clutch bag, putting my essentials in.
                          
I walked down the stairs of my house that was empty due to having my parents in England, and my older brother at his apartment. 
                          
I went into the kitchen, and looked at the bag I got when I bought a pregnancy test. I haven't used it yet and was planning to tonight after telling Michael. 
                          
Yes I would have done it right away but I need to know his reaction first. 
                          
The door opened and Michael walked in, seeing me in the kitchen.
                          
"Babe you should really lock your door, I could've been a serial killer" he said coming to me, giving me a kiss on the cheek. 
                          
"Wow you look good" he complimented me, looking up and down at me. I chuckled.
                          
"Thanks, you look good yourself" I said to him. He wrapped his arms around me pulling me close to him.
                          
"How did I get so lucky?" He asked.
                          
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After dinner, I haven't told him, but I needed to, because it's now or never. We were walking in the park, the one where we hung out when Amber got hit by the car. 
                          
"Sorry about the paps babe" He apologised for the paparazzi, from earlier walking to and from the restaurant.
                          
"It's fine, I understand, uh babe I need to talk to you about something" I said, swallowing the bite of salad.
                          
"Any thing babe" he said.
                          
"Uh, I, oh god this is so hard to say" I sighed out.
                          
Michael then looked concerned and laced his fingers in between mine.
                          
"Babe what is it, please tell me" he asked, looking in my eyes.
                          
"Uh, Michael I-I think I might be, uh pregnant..." My voice trailed off and I felt tears form in my eyes.
                          
"Pregnant?..." He repeated quietly.
                          
"It's still a maybe I don't know, I'm not due for my period for another 3 weeks, I have a test and I haven't done it yet, I wanted to tell you first" I told him putting my head in my hands.
                          
"Well you know what?" He asked. I lifted my head up, and looked at him with teary eyes.
                          
"What?" I croaked out. He pulled me closer and wrapped his arm around me.
                          
"Pregnant or not, I will always be here for you, I love you Tris, even through all the fucked up stuff that has happened" Michael said pulling me closer. We leaned in and our lips touched. As I put more pressure, he pulled me onto his lap.
                          
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We walked back to the car, and got in, buckling up our seatbelts in.