*jasmine pov*

i'm a week late. my period was supposed to come about a week ago and it still hasn't. i'm very worried because i think i know what's happening here.

i think i'm pregnant.

although, i don't know yet because i haven't taken a test and because some of my symptoms could just be pms. i'm tired all the time and am cramping, but i also have a horrendous headache.

the most important thing is that anthony doesn't find out- he'll probably want to break up with me. he knows something's up because i've been acting off but i don't think he knows what's going on. i'm not planning on telling him unless i find out that i'm actually pregnant.

i love him too much. i don't think i could ever live a life without him. my gaze fell down to my middle finger on my left hand. there was the promise ring that i hoped would stay true.

since i have to pretend that all is well, i'm going to perform the show just like i normally would. hopefully, lin and renee don't know what's going on- since they both have kids and know he signs of pregnancy.

"ready to go ant?" i asked as i walked out of our bedroom.

"yeah," he replied. "wanna walk?"

i was starting to feel a bit nauseous and my stomach churned at the thought of walking or taking a cab. "sure, let me go grab a water," i told him.

i walked into the kitchen and quickly grabbed the tums, took a few, and shoved the container in my bag. i almost left without the water, but got one from the fridge and made it back to anthony hoping i didn't look suspicious.

my boyfriend kissed me on the forehead and grabbed my hand as we made our way to the richard rodgers. once we arrived we went into the green room to hang out with whoever was already here- pippa, leslie, thayne, renee, and lin.

i sat down on the couch and tried to get my stomach under control as i just nodded along to conversations. after a few minutes, i felt the urge to throw up.

i clasped my hand over my mouth and ran to the nearest bathroom. i sank to my knees in front of the toilet and heaved. i felt someone hold my hair back which i was very thankful for.

when i was finished i flushed the toilet and used so toilet paper to wipe my mouth. i slowly turned around to see anthony, god bless him, holding my hair and a concerned renee and lin in the doorway.

"are you okay?" anthony asked gently, his face pale as a ghost.

"i'm fine," i said honestly before i started to ramble. "i actually feel a lot better, honest! after throwing up i'm not very nauseous anymore. i can still do the show."

renee cocked an eyebrow and lin shook his head no.

"there's no way you can perform," lin said. "you just threw up!"

"i promise i am fi-" i started but renee cut me off.

"anthony can we please talk to jasmine alone?" she asked kindly. anthony nodded and left the bathroom.

lin handed me a stick of gum while my 'sister' locked the door. renee sat down and rubbed light circles into my back.

"so you feel better now?" lin asked.

i nodded, "yeah it's weird. i just got sick and now i don't feel all gross anymore." they shared a look.

"please excuse me for prodding, but are you late?" renee questioned.

my face flushed, but i knew that they knew what was going on. i nodded. both lin and renee hugged me.

"was it an accident? i mean no offense but this just doesn't seem like something that would happen to the two of you," lin inquired.

i nodded, "we just got so caught up in the moment. i'm sorry."

"oh no, no! don't be sorry. no one's angry. relax honey," lin soothed. "resipra!" i thought of my first date with anthony.

"have you taken a test yet? does anthony know?" renee asked.

"i haven't done either," i confessed.

"okay why don't you take off today and get a test in your way home. no matter what the results, you have to tell anthony," lin said.

i nodded, stood up, and walked back to the green room. upon seeing me anthony immediately stood up and rushed over.

"are you okay? did you throw up again? what were you guys talking about? are you going to do the show? are you dying?" anthony bombarded me with questions.

"i'm feeling better, but i've decided to go home and rest. although, before you try and offer, i can go home by myself. you stay and do the show. okay?" i explained.

he pulled me into a hug, "feel better. i love you!"

"i love you too."

i waved bye to everyone and took a cab home. i went into my closet and pulled out a hoodie so if anyone saw me they might not recognize me. then, i put on a pair of random, out of style sunglasses i found in my drawer.

after i decided that unless you really looked no one would know it was me i left the apartment building with my head held high. i walked into the nearest cvs and right to the feminine care aisle. i grabbed two different brands before getting a third just to make sure they were right.

thankfully, the current cashier was a middle-aged women who looked very bored. i didn't want anyone to really think about a young girl getting some pregnancy tests. she checked me out quickly, i payed, and left.

once back at home i took off my 'disguise' and took the bag into the bathroom. the instructions said to pee on them and wait five minutes for the results, so i did my business and set my phone timer.

after only two minutes i decided that, since i would tell anthony either way, we should find out together. i found an empty shoe box in my closet and stuck the three tests in. i wrapped it in some of the gift paper we keep for birthdays and such and left the box on the counter so i couldn't chicken out of telling ant or finding out.

my phone started beep loudly signifying that the test results were ready and waiting, but i just turned it off. to calm myself as i waiting for my love to come home i laid with nala on my lap.

a few hours of tv later i heard the door open and anthony say, "honey i'm home!" i ran to him and hugged him tightly. "i've always wanted to say that to someone," he told me with a dopey grin.

my heart was about to beat out of my chest. i took a deep breath. "anthony i have to tell you something. it's about why i got sick earlier," i started.

he panicked, "oh my gosh are you dying?"

i laughed, "no! actually, um, my period is a week late and i think i'm- anthony i think i'm pregnant."

"okay. how do we know for sure?" he asked seriously.

"well, i came home and took three different tests. but i didn't want to know without you so here," i confessed and walked into the kitchen to hand him the present. "open it. i'm too scared."

anthony nodded. slowly and shakily his hands worked to take off the wrapping paper. he opened the box and put the three tests out on the counter. we poured over them like students studying last minute for an exam.

"what do they say?" he questioned.

"anthony, i'm-"

a/n:

is she not pregnant? pregnant? how many kids? stay tuned and thanks for reading!

edit (9/25/17): PIPPA GOT MARRIED LAST NIGHT GUYS OMG

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