Chapter 39

I took a paper towel and cleaned myself up as much as I could. I threw up once more and then washed out my mouth. I then looked myself over as Grace said goodbye and left the bathroom wishing me luck. I was then left with nothing else to do. Except sit four hours in an airplane with Kendall by me knowing something he didn't. I then got the courage to then pull the bathroom door open. I walked out slowly to see Kendall leaning against a pillar across from the bathroom doors. He looked worried.

"Babe, you okay?" He asked me worried. I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, just took awhile because Grace, that's the pregnant woman that had a baby on her side, had me hold Maggie, the baby, while she used the restroom. Then I went while she changed Maggie and then by the time I was done, Grace had to go again. Pregnant women, right?" I laughed nervously. Kendall furrowed his brow.

"Are you okay, Soph? You are really pale and look really sick. You feeling okay baby?" He asked reaching to touch my forehead. He then pulled his hand back. "You're clammy." He said. I nodded and closed my eyes for a second.

"I wasn't feeling well. I'm fine. Don't worry about it. I'm better now." I smiled assuring him. Kendall nodded still not sure.

"Well, let's go sit for awhile that way if you pass out it's not from the standing position that you fall from." He said as a joke, but it felt like it was actually going to happen. I sat and rested my head on Kendall's shoulder, falling asleep. He then woke me when we had to board the plane. I didn't want to fly right now. I was going to get sick again. I don't want to puke in a plane full of people.

"Babe, I'm not going on that plane." I mumbled. Kendall furrowed his brow.

"I just asked if you were alright. What's wrong? You can sleep the entire flight if you're feeling like you're getting a cold. Come on." He assured me taking a step closer to the line to board. I shook my head and then felt as if I was going to puke again. Kendall was starting to get mad.

"You can sleep on the plane, Sophia. Get on the plane." He said annoyed. I shook my head. I then took a step away.

"You go ahead. You go on the plane and see the people I hate." I told him. I shook my head again and felt like crying. I was so stressed out. I then started walking past the people in line behind us. I kept walking and could hear an aggravated Kendall trying to follow me.

"Sophia, stop being so immature. Just wait a second. Sophia?!" Kendall exclaimed following me to the bathroom doors, but a good ten feet behind me as I went into the women's bathroom. I ran into the first stall which at this point was like a second home for me. Kendall then walked into the bathroom not caring that women could possibly be in there but there was no one except me.

"Sophia, I hope you have a good excuse because I was going to do something for-" he started ranting but stopped once he saw what was happening. "Babe, what's happening?" He asked coming into the stall and taking my hair from my hand.

"I don't know. I need to see a doctor." I told him. He looked so confused. He was trying to piece it together himself but he's a man who misread all the obvious signs which was good until I could figure out what was happening for certain. Kendall helped me to my feet and then we took a cab to his place. I passed out in his bed until the next evening. Every time I got up, was to get sick. Every time I did get up, Kendall was by my side. I had Kendall set up a doctors appointment for the next day and then it came time to go to it.

I barely could crawl out of bed. But I did. I put on some of Kendall's grey sweat pants, a black tank top he also provided, and then one of his plaid shirts. He drove me to the doctors and insisted to come in with me. I assured him it'll be just as boring from the parking lot. I went in and sat for awhile. But eventually I was called and then told that we were doing tests. But I'd have to wait for results. I thanked the doctor and eventually went out to the parking lot.

"Hey, babe, what'd the doctor say?" Kendall asked eager to know. I sat and then took a breath.

"They had to run tests and then they'll call me with results." I told him. He looked very disappointed.

"Well does he have any idea of what you could have?" He asked. Your baby inside me, I answered in my head.

"Nope, he says it could be a lot of different things." I lied. He nodded.

"Well, I'm hungry, and now that I won't know if you're okay, I'm going to make you swallow something." He said smiling at me. I groaned.

"I just what sleep." I told him. He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"Sleep then love. I'll get something and we will be home before you know it." He assured me.

"Okay." I told him.

"I love you Sophia." He told me.

"I love you Kendall." I told him.

*Two days later*

Kendall has been my personal nurse. He's been there for my every want and need. He's been there. He's slept by me every night in case I needed anything. He's been praying at night when he thinks I'm sleeping that I'm okay. My heart breaks not telling him that I'm okay, well as okay as a pregnant woman is. But today was different. "Babe! Your phone is ringing! It's the doctors office!" Kendall said coming in and handing me my phone. He sat on the edge of the bed. I answered the phone but turned the volume down.

"Hello?" I asked. Kendall took my hand.

"Hi, Sophia?" A woman asked.

"Yes this is Sophia." I told her.

"Hi! This is Dr. Wells office calling with the results of your test." She told me.

"Oh, and the results are?" I asked her.

"You're pregnant! Congratulations. We would like to schedule your first ultrasound at the most convenient date for you. What would that be for you in a week?" She asked. I was pregnant. I was having Kendall's baby. Kendall Schmidt. Baby.

"Uhm, Thursday?" I asked her.

"Okay, is ten good?" She asked me.

"Yes ten is fine. Thank you." I said calmly and then hung up without another word. I set my phone down. I then covered my face with my hands in a mask of shame. I then started to cry.

"Babe, what's wrong? What'd they say? Bad news?" Kendall asked me very upset himself. I sniffed and then started hysterically crying.

"I'm pregnant." I cried and sunk into the covered with only my upper body sticking out. I wasn't sure if he could understand me since I was crying with my hands over my mouth.

"What? Babe. Please. I need to know what I need to do. Please tell me what's wrong. Please. Is it cancer?" He asked. At least I know what worst case scenario is for him. Maybe pregnancy would be better for him.

I uncovered my face and saw tears in Kendall's eyes. I sat up and uncovered myself. I moved as close to him as I could. I sat with my legs folded in front of me. "Babe, please, just let me talk for a second okay? It'll be easier that way. Just let me talk, don't interrupt me okay? Is that okay?" I asked him. He nodded still worried as hell.

"You know those times we had really great, passionate, and loving sex?" I asked him. He was confused. "At your parents." I told him. Light bulb, he nodded then. "Well, we used protection all the time except once. The one time Kevin caught us." I told him. He held up a hand.

"Are you trying to tell me you're pregnant?" He asked. I was shocked. I didn't expect that. I nodded slowly. He smiled a little. "Thank God." He said laying back on the bed.

"What?" I asked so greatly confused myself. He sat back up and planted a huge kiss on my lips. I was so confused.

"Babe, look at me. I am a man yes, but I'm not stupid. I thought you were pregnant once you started having so much sex so freely without telling me you were on your period. I saw the glow. The day I asked you to go to your parents and the shower? Why do you think I couldn't keep my hands off you? You were glowing so brightly I couldn't contain myself. But once you didn't notice yourself I thought maybe it wasn't pregnancy but something worse. Like I don't know cancer or something bad. And when you said you needed a doctor, I thought it couldn't possibly be pregnancy if you didn't know what was happening to you." He said smiling. He grabbed my face and kissed me again.

"So," I started, confused and lost. "You knew I was pregnant before me?" I asked him. He shrugged and smiled.

"I knew it." He said giddy.

"You're okay with this?" I asked him. He laughed.

"Of course I am. Babe, you're going to have our baby. That's amazing. I mean, I would've liked that this was planned, but this is okay too. I'm okay with it. I love you, you love me. We're having a baby out of love, nothing else. It's natural and beautiful." He said shrugging. I furrowed my brow.

"Did everyone know except me?" I asked him. He cocked his head to the side. "Grace knew, a complete stranger knew that I was before me. How did I not know?" I asked him.

"My dear, I think it was simply because you didn't want to go to Colorado after all and you were in need of something to distract you from yourself, so you chose the Colorado trip to distract you." He smiled, holding my hand.

"How are you handling this so well? I don't even know what to think right now." I told him in disbelief that I could actually be having a baby in nine months. Kendall's baby to add to that. The man I dreamt about in my bedroom all my life was now my boyfriend and the father of my unborn child.

"Because, don't you remember? When we were at my parents house, you were looking at my baby pictures and I said we could have a baby when we were both ready, but at that point I was ready, so I said in the end you'll decide when we have a baby. But in this moment, I'm assuming God decided that we were ready." Kendall said smiling at me sweetly. The sensation of relief eased my worry. I then took one of my hands and pressed my palm against my abdomen. There was a baby in there.

"There's a baby in here Kendall!" I said excitedly. Kendall laughed and pressed his own hand on my stomach. I giggled and wrapped my arms around him. "I love you, so very much."

"And I love you." He said pulling away and giving me a kiss. "And you too." He said then looking at my stomach.