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"D.amn it's loud in here!" Joe laughed.

"It's a club!" I giggled.

"Well, yeah, but- I don't know," Joe laughed, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"Let's dance," I smiled excitedly.

I followed Joe onto the dancefloor and danced with him in amongst all the other people there. We danced for a while before more people started coming on the dancefloor.

I then started feeling a bit claustrophobic.

"Joe, wait, I need to leave," I said flustered.

"Hm? I can't hear you!" Joe yelled over the music.

I don't know why, but right now all I need is to get off this dancefloor. I'm starting to feel sick again and claustrophic, and I'm literally breaking into a small sweat. I ran off the dancefloor, through more crowds of people. I looked around and saw the exit, needing to breathe fresh air.

"Love, once you leave you can't come back in," The security guy said kindly.

I shook my head, about to throw up and ran past him and out the door.

"Minx!" I heard Joe yell after me.

I made it outside before throwing up in the gutter on the side of the street.

"F.uck, Minx, what's wrong baby?" Joe said concerned and confused.

"I'm sorry. I felt really claustrophobic in there and then the air felt really stuffy and I just needed to get out," I shook my head.

"This is the second time you've thrown up today. Minx, are you sure you're okay?"

"I don't know," I mumbled, shaking my head.

There were a group of girls that came out from the club and started smoking by us. The smell of the smoke almost instantly made me throw up again.

"Minx, let me get a taxi, we're going back home."

"We just got here. I'm so sorry," I said, almost crying.

"Shh, come on. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I feel a bit better. The smell of the smoke makes me want to throw up," I muttered as we walked in the opposite direction of the group of girls.

"Let's get you home," Joe said calmly.

"Joe, I'm sorry," I said quietly.

"Minxie, love, don't be sorry at all. It's okay, and to be honest I wasn't in that much of a party mood. Let's go back to your flat so you can get cleaned up."

I nodded. I hate feeling like this. I feel weak and unable to do anything. I've always been somewhat independent but I recently feel like I've become more of a weak person in general, especially after the whole Rory scenario.

We soon arrived at my flat, only about half an hour after we had left originally. Joe had made sure to call Caspar and Oli. I honestly felt horrible because I feel like whenever we go clubbing, we leave early because of me.

"I'll run you a bath, yeah?"

"No, I'm just going to take a quick shower," I nodded.

"You sure?" Joe asked.

"Yeah, I'll be good," I smiled weakly.

I got undressed and into the shower. I felt almost fine again. I think I just might of had a small panic attack because of the amount of people in that club? I don't know.

"Minxie, I'm going out really quick. I'll be right back," Joe said through the door as I was getting out of the shower.

"Okay."

I left the bathroom and got into my warm pyjamas. I crawled into bed and got my laptop before watching a movie and waiting for Joe to come back.

Like Joe said, he was really quick. He came back within fifteen minutes.

"Where'd you go?" I asked, yawning.

"Just the corner shop."

"Why?"

"For these," Joe said, handing me the paper bag.

Inside were a few boxes of different pregnancy tests.

"Joe, I'm not pregnant! I'm on the pill," I said, tossing the bag back towards him.

"Just make sure then? It would kind of explain everything if you think about it," Joe shrugged.

"Like what?!"

"You always been tired, throwing up a lot today. The smell of the cigarettes making you throw up," Joe shrugged.

"I've been busy, that's why I'm tired. I threw up earlier because of motion sickness on the windy road, and then I think I had a panic attack at the club," I explained.

"Baby, please. Just take them. It won't be a bad thing if you are-"

"But I'm not!" I snapped.

"Okay, well prove it then," Joe smirked.

I don't know why he found this funny. It made me angry. I've been consistent on the pill and we've been safe, so I shouldn't be pregnant, right? F.uck.

"F.uck, Joe," I shook my head, now almost crying again.

"See, and your emotional," Joe smirked.

I huffed, wiping the small tears, and getting up to go take the tests. I took one from each box and used them.

"These ones should be pretty accurate, they weren't exactly the cheapest," Joe said through the door.

I finished and let them sit on the counter on some tissue paper. I let Joe into the bathroom while I went to lay back down on the bed.

"How long do they take?" Joe asked.

"Um, read the box," I said, getting up to go back into the bathroom.

Joe sat on the counter and read the back of the box.

"It shouldn't take too long," I shrugged, "But can we talk about this?"

"Yeah, come on," Joe smiled as went and sat down on the bed.

"What if I am pregnant?" I said worried, "What if it's just another scare?"

"Okay, if all of those three tests in there say positive, then you're pregnant. And if you are pregnant, then we'll have a kid in nine months," Joe said.

"It's not that easy."

"Why not?"

"Because! It will affect your career, and our lives, forever."

"Yeah, but we will be able handle it. We'll get married sooner, and then it'll be okay," Joe nodded.

"I remember said you don't want any kids anytime soon," I muttered.

"Minxie, it'll be okay. If you are pregnant, then it'll be a good thing. Your mum will be happy! Amyway, that's kinda exciting if you're pregnant," Joe smiled.

"Yeah," I nodded.

"Let's go see!" Joe said excitedly.

"I'm nervous," I smiled meekly.

"Come on," He grinned, holding my hand.

I followed Joe back into the bathroom. I'm so nervous to look.

"Minxie, look!" Joe smiled.

All the tests were read as positive.

"I'm pregnant?"

"Yeah! We're having a baby!" Joe smiled happily.

"We're having a baby!" I repeated.

Joe gave me a kiss and hugged me.

"I'm going to be a dad!" Joe laughed.

"I didn't think you'd be so excited," I giggled at his behaviour.

"It's weird to think that we've created another person, that's now growing in your stomach!"

"Oh my God!" I laughed, "That sounds weird!"

"It's true though!" Joe smiled, giving me another kiss, "When should we tell everyone?"

"Hm, I don't know. I want to be with my parents when we tell them," I shrugged.

"Ok, yeah I want to be with Zoe when we tell her too," Joe smiled, "Do you want to wait to tell your parents first?"

"Um, sure," I shrugged, smiling.

Because Joe is so excited and happy, it rubbed off on me and now it makes me more excited.

"Tomorrow I'll make an appointment for our first ultrasound?" I asked.

"Yeah, but you should get some sleep now," Joe said seriously.

"I'm too excited to sleep!" I smiled, before letting out a yawn, "Or maybe not."

"Mhm, come on," Joe smiled, tapping my bum as we walked back through.

"There is another human growing inside of me," I gasped.

"Yeah, we just went through this," Joe laughed.

I got into bed and laid on my back.

"Goodnight lil' one," Joe said, lightly kissing my stomach.

"Oh my God, what have we done?" I laughed lightly.

"Something I don't think we'll ever regret," Joe smiled, kissing my cheek before turning off the lamp and laying next to me.

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a/n: ¡ay dios mio! Yay! Thank you for reading! I love you all so much! Letme know what you think, as always. Love you loads! X