One morning you woke up extremely sick; puking your guts out at 4am. Your finance Kendall got up quickly and knocked on the bathroom door. “You okay?” He asked. After you got your breath back you answered. “Yeah I think. Just sick.” “Do you need anything.” he asked concerned. “No thanks.” You stood up shakily and looked in the mirror. You looked awful, but didn’t care at the moment. You brushed your teeth and went back to bed, where Kendall already was. You saw that he had kindly placed a trashcan on your side of the bed. You quickly fell back asleep, but was soon awaken again by a sick feeling. This time at 6:30. Kendall was already in the bathroom getting ready. He walked over to the toilet and felt your head. “You don’t feel hot honey.” He pointed out. You flushed the toilet and brushed your teeth. “Do you need me to stay with you? I can call into work.” Kendall asked, being the loving boyfriend he was. You told him to go onto work because you had a feeling you knew what the problem was. After Kendall left you went back to sleep for a few hours, but at 10:00 you figured you would get up and go to the pharmacy. Once there you looked at all the bright colored boxes. Pregnancy tests. You had been 2 weeks late on your period, but didn’t think anything of it till this morning. You picked the one you thought would be the best and headed home to take them. It was the longest 3 minutes of your life. Positive the first one read. With a deep breath you picked the second one up. Positive. The rest of your day consisted of ways to tell Kendall and worse-case-scenarios that could happen. When 8 o’clock rolled around and Kendall was home, a sense of relief washed over you. But then more and more worries sunk into your brain. “How are you feeling.” Kendall asked and kissed your cheek. “I think I know why I was sick.” you add. Kendall looks at you with a questioning look. “Kendall I don’t know how to tell you this. I wish it would have happened later in life. I have been thinking about it all day and nothing sounds good, so I’m just gonna say it. Kendall I’m… Kendall I’m pregnant.” you blurt out. Kendall’s face goes blank and he just stands there. “Please say something.” you plead after a second, your eyes releasing the tears you had held back all day. “Babe don’t cry. This is amazing. I am sorry I didn’t say anything. I was just thinking about how perfect our lives are going to be.” he says taking your face in his hands and wiping away your tears. “I love you YN. And our baby.” Kendall lightly pushes your against the counter an kisses you till, you pull away. “So you’re not mad?” you check. “Of course not honey. I am thrilled! Just think about his or her of course, first Christmas, and what about Halloween costumes? Should we do matching outfits…” Kendall rambled on as you two walked over to the couch. At that moment you kind of laughed at yourself for thinking that Kendall would be anything but supportive.