princess;

elle kingsman twenty nyu fashion major the bright one 1/2 OF KINGSMAN CUDDLE CO. CUDDLING EVERYONE SINCE 1993

[cohenlacey]

If you visualize based off of my baby pictures, you’re going to decide that our child is the ugliest thing, trust me. Nope, it’s gonna be a boy. We’re gonna play in the mud and he’s gonna learn how to play lacrosse. Whoa, whoa, whoa, who said I’d put him into training for that? He’s gonna learn self defense, but that’s so he can protect his mom when his dad has to go out on one of those stupid missions. You- do you really think he’d hurt me? I mean, Mr. Beck has never exactly been the- violent one. A slut? You had sex with your boyfriend. If you had at least told them that we’re dating, maybe it wouldn’t have turned out like this. Don’t understand your stress? Yeah, I may not be pregnant, but I’ve got to worry about supporting a family, trying to figure out a way to make sure my future father-in-law doesn’t cut my nuts off, and making sure I’m focused enough to defend your life when I need to. I’ve got stress of my own. Who said you had to be alone? I said you could come stay at my place until we leave.

[ellie-kingsman]

Your baby pictures are quite possibly the cutest thing imaginable. My belly tells me it's a girl, but okay mud boy. Either way I'm playing dress up with the baby. I thought- I just assumed, I don't know. Self defense is fine, even though I'm sure I can handle myself decently. You could just stay home and protect me all the time with no stupid missions. Well, his daughter has never been pregnant before either. The silent ones are the ones you have to watch out for, right? Hey- I just- I didn't want-... You're right we should have. But then we wouldn't be allowed to be alone together as much. I didn't imagine this would be happening any time soon. Then again this probably wouldn't have happened if they knew. So I guess everything is my fault. Support a family? We have money, we aren't poor. I haven't left the house unless you've dragged me. I'm the one who's going to get fat and go through so much pain. I'm the one who's going to get the looks of disapproval. You can do whatever you want and still look completely normal. My parents wouldn't allow that and you know it.

[cohenlacey]

You always want moooore. Yeah, but you’re stunning, so I’d much rather have our prince get his momma’s looks. And nope, it’s gonna be a boy. I know it. I can feel it in my bones. I’m not gonna say that I agree with you, because I completely don’t and think our little man will be great, but whatever momma says goes, right? You gotta stop thinkin’ so negative and enjoy pregnancy. You’re supposed to be happy about this, not upset. You should be planning the baby’s room and thinking about stuff to buy and eating everything in sight. Stop letting it stress you out so much, baby.

[ellie-kingsman]

More is always better, at least when it comes to baby Cohen pictures. I need to visualize what our kid is going to look like. Well, she is growing in my tummy and I feel it. Watch it be a girl, you're going to have tea parties and paint nails. Yeah and then you can handle me having a nervous breakdown every time you send him off on one of your stupid missions. How could anyone want that for their child? I'm sorry, I just don't see the point of it- and certainly not with our own child. It's hard to be happy when I know my dad could potentially beat the crap out of you- or worse. And that my family is going to think I'm some... Slut. I can't even distract myself with those things because I can't really do any of that until we go back to the city. I'm sorry you don't understand my stress. When I'm with you it's all sunshines and rainbows and the moment I'm alone it's just downward spiral.

[cohenlacey]

You’ve seen a few! But yeah, I’ll consider it. I make no promises though, lets just pray our baby gets your looks, yeah? Well, hopefully they’ll understand. It’s not like we did anything wrong! No, it doesn’t look suspicious. Come stay with me, then. I need you eating, okay? I need our little prince to be healthy and strong so I can teach him to play baseball and kick ass one day. You sure you wanna tell them that? Don’t you think they’ll- be even more upset? Oh, did you? We could, yeah. I mean, I’ve still got my place we could stay at, at least while we find something with two rooms.

[ellie-kingsman]

I know, but I want mooooore. Pft, you're plenty handsome for our little prince- or princess. It might be a girl you know, though you can still do all those things. And no, our child will not be joining the family business by any means whatsoever. I've seen that go terribly wrong and I'm just going to say no now. I just want to get out of here, I feel like this is going to explode any moment on us. Like we just need to get out of here and away from our parents as fast as possible. 

[cohenlacey]

Apparently like really early twenties? I’m assuming somewhere around our age. You’ve gotta make sure you eat more, baby. You’re eating for two now, so it’s not very fair if you don’t. You just gotta remember that. We could try my parents first? I mean, it might help make you feel a bit better, at least. I wish. Only a few more weeks before we’re back at the city though, so that’s something to look forward to.

[ellie-kingsman]

I want to see baby Cohen pictures at some point. Yeah I think my parents were... like almost thirty, haha. It's not fun eating by myself. Plus it looks suspicious if I'm suddenly eating ten pounds of food. Plus I don't want to become a beach ball so soon. Yeah, we should tell them... Sigh. So we tell my parents just before we bolt, right? I found a pretty cute apartment near school. We could even leave a bit early to go looking for a place to rent.

[cohenlacey]

Hey, I think you’re over thinking this. My mom and dad had me when they were pretty young. I don’t think they’d be upset if they found out. And your parents- they- well, we’ll work on that. Sick? Have you eaten today? Did the doctor call? The doctor said not to let things stress you out.

[ellie-kingsman]

Really? How young? I ate a little bit, but I've just been avoiding the world mostly. Yeah, yeah he called and said we should probably talk to them to relieve some stress. But I feel like it's just going to add to it. Can we just move to the moon already?

[ellie-kingsman]

I don't even want to think about how people are going to react... Ugh, I feel sick again.

[ellie-kingsman]

surprise || cohen & ellie

[cohenlacey]

"Hey, hey, Ellie, baby," Cohen laughed softly and an his thumb across the fabric of the shirt on Ellie’s stomach, "You are my family, okay? Yeah, we’ve got to tell my mom and dad and your parents- which I don’t wanna think about right now, but…” Cohen paused and nuzzled close to the girl, held her tight and pressed a kiss to the girl’s temple, “you don’t need to worry about my job, alright? I’ll- figure out a way to make sure everything I do is only here with you, or maybe I’ll volunteer to do paperwork or something. Don’t worry about that, okay? And when we get back to the city, we’ll find a place for the three of us- somewhere safe and close and warm, yeah? We’ll figure this out. We’ll make it right, Ells. We can do it.” Cohen pressed in close and kissed Ellie’s cheek, “You don’t need to protect yourself from me, princess. We’re together. I’m done hiding things from you and hopefully, you’re done hiding things from me, too.”

"Baby daddy, hmm? I guess I am now, aren’t I?" Cohen’s smile followed Ellie’s as he glanced down to his hand on her stomach, too. "You’re gonna be so beautiful, you know that? Not that you’re not already, but- I just- I’ve always wanted this, I’m sorry, and you’re- yeah,” Cohen shook his head as Ellie stood, his hands going to brace the girl’s hips when he noticed how suddenly weak she’d become. She clearly hadn’t been taking care of herself and for that, Cohen was worried. He followed her to her bed and climbed on right behind the girl, Cohen’s arms instantly wrapping around Ellie as they laid down, his hand slipping up the back of her shirt to rub circles on her skin.

"I love you, babygirl," he hummed softly and listen to Ellie talk about her worries, following up with a shake of his head and a kiss to the girl’s lips. "What to do next is get you some food, something easy like crackers, because I need you to stay healthy and help our little baby grow big and strong," It took Cohen two seconds to burst out in giggles and press his face into Ellie’s shoulder. "Goddammit, I’m already starting to sound like a pussy. Tell a guy he’s gonna be a father and he goes soft, damn," Cohen rolled to his back and pulled Ellie up so she could rest across his chest. "I know we need to get you to the doctors and on the proper medication, that’s important. As for- telling our parents- I don’t know who we should do first. Because your mom would- she’d back us, I think- but your dad… I don’t- I don’t know. Because they don’t even know we’re dating and he’s- he’s gonna cut my dick off. He’s gonna- fuck, you don’t- okay no, lets tell my parents first. Because I think my father will be- moderately okay with it. Hopefully."

Cohen turned his head to look at Ellie, “You’re worried about us not being married? Worried our baby is cursed because it’s gonna be born out of wedlock?” He snorts and rolls his eyes, runs a hand up Ellie’s side, “Didn’t know you were religious like that, babe. Look, we’ll- we’ll figure it out. You’ll have me through whatever we face, okay?” He lets his eyes shut for a moment before his stomach lets out a loud growl making him pause, “What I said earlier- about us getting food- we should. Think you can stomach going out for something? Maybe a salad? Or some dry pasta? I think you just need a bit of sun and I’d love to take you out. Just because you’re pregnant doesn’t mean you can’t go for a ride on the bike, you know.” Cohen leaned over Ellie and pressed a kiss to the girl’s nose, “What’ja say? Come out with me?”

[ellie-kingsman]

Cohen said things would be alright and they would figure it out, and she wanted to believe him. Part of her knew that even though he said it, didn't make it true. Cohen's life was on the line every moment he was working and she knew that people still wanted her gone. "Paperwork sounds much... Safer." Her hand clung tightly to his, scared that she would lose him. It would cost her a lot more than just losing him. He pulled her in tighter and that calmed her down a bit, things might not get better but at least it would get easier. "Like finally living together? I would love that." She laughed, rubbing her eyes. "We practically live together when we're there anyways." Being back in the Hamptons was hard for them because parents did get in the way. And now parents were probably going to get in the way more. "I won't be hiding things- I don't think I have anything else at least." Ellie was slowly coming to terms with that she was in the wrong for thinking he wouldn't accept the baby.

"Beautiful? I'm going to have a soccer ball for a stomach- that's awful." Ellie groaned, slightly horrified at the thought. But Cohen was... Well, he was him. And he was probably the oddest man on the place of the Earth to be so in love with being a parent. "Don't be sorry." She said softly, happy to at least be a lucky one that had her boyfriend stay by her side. "I'm... Well, deep down I'm happy. I suppose. I mean this is life changing and I just... I don't know. I always thought this would happen differently." Not that their relationship had ever really been conventional. "I'm not religious or anything. I just... I don't know. I wanted the white picket fence. Married with stable jobs. Maybe have a pet dog to practice on." She laughed, but it was true. It wasn't like they were starving students or anything, but she certainly couldn't imagine this working well for their future. But they both didn't have much of a choice, their little baby was growing. And whether they were prepared or not, they were going to be parents. 

"I love you too, so much." Cohen's sudden paternal nature shocked her, but she was trying hard to not have a goofy smile on her face. His giggles filled her room and she finally accepted that things were okay. "I love this daddy Cohen side you have now." Her hand rubbed his chest as she looked up at her ceiling. "Yeah, we should probably go to the doctor first. Just to double check there's really something happening. And then move from there."Part of her was hoping the stick was wrong, the other part was slightly... Excited? Motherhood was everything she wanted... Just not at twenty years old. "Mom will probably flip. I picture everyone flipping. Especially my dad." Groaning, she wondered how he was going to take his only daughter being a mother. "He probably ahs a knife with your name on it." She tried to joke, but she hoped that her father would take this well. But what was she kidding? Of course he wouldn't. 

"I don't want a shot gun wedding." Ellie pinched his cheek, that was the last thing she wanted. She wanted the fairytale, and if the baby was going to be there for it- then that's what would happen. "Not like we need to rush things even more than we already have." Hell, she told him she loved him only moments after they got together. Now only a few months into dating they were having a baby? They didn't need any more speed than they already were experiencing. "As long as I have you, Coh." Even if her parents were furious, she knew they wouldn't like... Disown her or anything- they were reasonable. Hopefully. Listening to his stomach growl, Ellie laughed and sat up. "Well lets get Prince Charming his food, okay? Whatever you want. I'm sure I can keep food down now." At least the stress part of her sickness was solved. "I want a smoothie at some point." She mentioned, needing something sweet. 

"I think we should look up if it's really safe. Like the shaking or something." Her hands wandered to his, and she squeezed it. "Thank you." Ellie said softly. "At least we had fun making the little one." Remembering their drunken night become very important to her, and she remembered much more than she had the morning of. "Cohen Jr." Ellie laughed, nudging him. "I'll go though. I need to get out of this room, it's starting to feel like a stress prison." Standing up she moved to her closet to grab some real people clothes. Sliding some pants and grabbing her riding jacket she did a little twirl. "Appreciate tiny Ellie while you can. Plus super pregnant Ellie probably has to go by car to places." She finally felt like they were going on the right path, even though there was some unpredicted speed bumps. "I also want the greasiest burger in all of existence. Y'know... Normal food before I'm dipping pickles in ice cream." 

[ellie-kingsman]

surprise || cohen & ellie

[cohenlacey]

It’s mine. Cohen’s stomach hit the floor as he stared at the wall opposite of the bathroom. At the back of his mind, he vaguely heard Ellie getting sick, but all he could wrap his mind around was the fact that Ellie was pregnant with his baby. She was going to be having his baby and that made Cohen’s entire world take a pause. It wasn’t that he never wanted something like this, because he did, oh he did. He wanted marriage and kids and a future with Ellie, but this wasn’t then. This was the future and Cohen couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what Ellie was going through. He quickly shook his head and turned around, watched as the girl sunk to the ground and began having a panic attack of her own.

"I don’t understand," Cohen’s voice was just above a whisper as he stepped forward, "how you couldn’t tell me, Ellie." He gulped down air and tossed the stick onto the counter, his legs shaking as he bent down to get eye level with Ellie as well. "We’ve been best friends for ten years, we’ve been dating for a while, I don’t- why couldn’t you tell me?” Cohen wanted to reach out and hold her, to tell her that it’d be alright and that they’d figure out a solution to what had happened. That they’d be able to get through this. But right now, he didn’t know if that were true. He had a job and a life and a very dangerous career path that he was headed down and how would he ever be able to handle a kid along with all of that? But in all those thoughts, it didn’t once cross his mind that he’d want Ellie to get rid of their child, not once.

So when Ellie said I didn’t want you to make me get rid of it, it was like Cohen couldn’t breathe- as if the wind and air and everything else had been knocked out of him. He collapsed to the ground as his jaw fell open, his heart in his stomach and his breakfast from earlier that morning quickly rising up his throat. “You- you think that I would make you get rid of something that I helped you make? Something that- that I’ve told you I’ve wanted with you? That I’d make you get rid of my own child?” Cohen scoffed and stood, his arms and legs and body aching in pain of the love of his life thinking such things about him. “We’ve- you’ve known me for ten years and you still think that I would want you to get an abortion? You don’t- you don’t know me well enough then, Ellie, because that is the god fuckin’ last thing I want.” He walked out of the bathroom, left Ellie crying on the floor, to press his face into his arms as he stood against the wall. I can do this by myself, in other words, I don’t need you, Cohen.

Cohen wanted to slam his fist into her wall, he wanted to scream and yell and ask why she didn’t love him enough to see that he’d never, ever, ask her to do something like that. “Ellie Rose Kingsman,” Cohen pauses and moves to stand outside of their bathroom door, “I’ll leave right now, if you want me to. I’ll walk out that door and let you-” he stops and takes a breath, “do this by yourself, if that’s what you want. If that’s what you think that I’d let you do. After I’ve given my life for you numerous times, after I’ve gone through hell and back to see you happy, if that’s what you want me to do, I’ll leave.” He stepped into Ellie’s bathroom and sunk back down next to her, “But every day, I will think about you and our baby, and you’ll get a check in the mail at least twice a week, and a letter at least four times a week saying that I love you, and checking on how our baby is.” He swallowed thickly and carefully wiped away some of Ellie’s tears, before letting his hand rest on her stomach, “but I don’t want that to be what happens. I want to be there for everything, Ellie. Everything. And I stand by your choice in keeping our baby because we’re in this together. And I could never hate you. Ever.” Cohen pressed a gentle kiss to Ellie’s cheek, “So which do you want? Because either way, I’ll still be in your life, but one choice will give me the chance to wake up every day next to you and our baby.” I can do this. I can be a dad. I can be a good dad. I can do this.

[ellie-kingsman]

When Cohen got to her level, her mind was already buzzing so loudly she could barely focus on what he had to say. All she registered was that this was negative, Cohen wasn't touching her- he wasn't making things better. He didn't have a magic wand to make it all go away like he usually did. All she heard was him asking her why she hadn't told him. Biting her lip, she couldn't talk. Fuck, she was just like her dad. The moment she felt emotionally distraught, her voice clung in her throat. "B-Beca-a-" She tried, biting her lip even harder now. Retreating into herself, she couldn't look him in the eyes, she was ruining his life just as much as she ruined hers. His scoff made her close her eyes and tighten her hold onto herself. This wasn't what she wanted- he was leaving. Cohen didn't want her to get rid of the baby. "Coh-" Her throat tightened, at this point she became aware she needed to calm down.

"Cohen I didn't-" Ellie went to reach for him but he was already leaving her in the bathroom alone. Her chest collapsed and she doubled over now, bringing her knees even tighter to her chest. Calm down, calm down- he doesn't want you to get rid of the baby. He was so upset she just- Ellie didn't know what to do. Was it that bad that she was absolutely petrified? No matter what she thought he would really do, men seemed to always act differently when it came to having children before they were ready. Her parents were ready when they had her and Harris. But Ellie? She knew she wasn't ready, hell- Cohen could have instantly darted away. Was it really that far fetched of a thought? Hearing him come back to the bathroom, Ellie looked up at him with eyes filled with tears. "Baby-" She was cut off by him and she frowned, not wanting any of that at all. 

"I don't want that." Ellie shook her head, knowing perhaps her fears had quickly grown out of control. "Y-You have everything and I just-" Ellie rubbed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I didn't want you to run away from me." Her hand reached forward, wanting him to stop saying things that tore her heart up. "I don't want that at all, Cohen." Her arms wrapped around his chest and she didn't want to let go. "I was scared- I know, it's stupid. But you have your job and you were busy and you have... Your job. Also your family, I just- I didn't want you to mess that up." He was gone when she found out, and she wasn't sure how she could manage worrying about not only the love of her life but also the father of her child? Babies were work and she would be alone anyways but she just... She couldn't imagine actually being alone. "I thought you were going to bolt- I was protecting myself." Where were they supposed to go from here? Her tears managed to stop falling, knowing this wasn't going to be going anywhere her nightmares had lead her to believe. 

"I have my own money, baby daddy." She teased with a sad smile, her hand pinching his nose playfully. "Need me to take you on Maury to make you stay?" Her eyes drifted to his hand on her stomach and she flushed, this is exactly why Cohen had protected her from having sex all these years. Just to quickly knock her up himself. Ellie knew he wasn't planning on running away, not that Cohen had every really run away from her before. "I love you." She said softly, squeezing his arm gently. "I've been sick this whole time, I haven't kept anything down." Ellie admitted, it was due to the pregnancy but it was also due to her stress. Standing up, she used the sink to balance herself. "Let's go lay down in bed, the floor is uncomfortable." Rubbing the last of her tears away, she stepped out of her bathroom and threw herself on her bed. "I don't know what to do next. I can't even look things up online without getting mortified of this. I'm so scared. What about my parents? What about your parents? We aren't even married-" Bitting her lip again, she stopped herself. "They're going to be so pissed, Coh. They don't even know we're dating."

[ellie-kingsman]

surprise || cohen & ellie

[cohenlacey]

Cohen had been running around for the last two weeks like a chicken with its head cut off. Between suddenly getting sent across the country to do work for his father, coming back and doing more undercover work, it was rough not being able to see Ellie at all. In fact, if he counted correctly, it had been exactly a week since he’d even last seen her. With nothing but cute texts that read ‘I miss you’ and ‘I love you’ Cohen couldn’t help but feel like he had gone and done something terribly wrong to make her avoid him so much. It quickly got to the point for Cohen that he couldn’t stand being alone anymore, and that certainly meant he couldn’t handle just sitting around waiting for Ellie to ask him to come over.

So he did what any boyfriend would do, text her a million times. Each message varied between ‘Ellie?’, ‘Can I come over?’, ‘I really, really, really miss you :c’ and ‘I’m coming over!’ But with each one, he never seemed to get any response in return, and that’s when Cohen figured out something had gone wrong. There hadn’t been many threats towards Ellie or the Kingsmans at all as of late, which was both great and unsettling, because it meant either ACE had given Ellie up or were planning some form of attack. Cohen’s stomach churned as he left his house, only taking a few moments to yank his helmet over his head before his bike was screeching down the road towards Ellie’s house.

When he got there, Cohen used his own key to unlock the front door, and after taking the stairs two steps at a time, he only took a moment to knock on the girl’s door before he was opening it and was greeted with the sight of- Ellie. Just Ellie. But his stomach continued to churn when he took in the girl’s appearance, he swollen eyes and her tangled hair. The lack of ambition she seemed to have to even sit up. I pulled an all nighter. Liar. You sent me a goodnight text last night. What’s gotten into you? Cohen decided to bite his tongue and step into Ellie’s room, gave his girlfriend a small smile, and closed her door behind him. He took a few strides across Ellie’s room while kicking off his shoes and shrugging out of his jacket, before hopping up onto his girlfriend’s bed and pulling her close to him.

Cohen gave Ellie a kiss to the lips, and then to her shoulder, “What brings me here?” He scoffed and ran his hand up and down Ellie’s soft arm, before eventually letting it settle on Ellie’s stomach. “I haven’t seen you in a week, that’s what brings me here. I’ve missed you, baby. Can’t a boy come and say hi to his girl?” Cohen’s questioning tone made his toes curl, what had gone on between them to make her want to stay away from him? "I figured I’d come and drag you out of the house, maybe we could go dancing, have something to drink, have some fun later," Cohen waggled his eyebrows a bit, "I just need you to come out with me for a bit. Especially now that I’ve finished all the work for my dad and we can finally have Cohen and Ellie time again." He nodded at his girlfriend and sat up, "So go on, get up, we’re gonna go out for some lunch. I just gotta pee real quick."

He pressed another kiss to Ellie’s lips and hopped up, his fingers already popping the button on his pants as he pushed open the girl’s bathroom door. Cohen closed it behind him and did his business, and just as he was flushing the toilet and rebuttoning his pants, he glanced down into the waste basket next to Ellie’s toilet. Normally, she emptied it regularly, but it seemed that Cohen hadn’t been the only thing the girl had been ignoring lately. What he spotted, though, made Cohen’s head spin and his hand shake as he leaned down and grabbed the pregnancy stick from the trash. Why does she even have a pregnancy test? We’re always safe. That doesn’t make sense. When Cohen turned it over, his blood ran cold as he saw the two little pink lines and only those two little pink lines. Pregnant. No. How? He placed the stick on the counter and quickly washed his hands, attempting to get them to stop shaking and to calm himself down a bit. Maybe it wasn’t hers? Ellie had girl friends. Don’t jump to conclusions, Cohen. So he grabbed the stick and clenched it in his hand before pulling open the door and smiling at his girlfriend, “So, funny story. I was just- finishing my business when I saw something- um- would you- could you elaborate on this?” He held up the stick and gave his girl a grin, “It’s a friend’s right?”

[ellie-kingsman]

When Cohen didn't respond to her, Ellie thought for a moment he saw straight through her. She flinched slightly, feeling paranoid as he moved towards her bed. But being pulled in close to him, she let herself relax for the first time in a week. "O-Of course he can." Ellie glanced down at his chest and buried her face into him. She hadn't realized how badly she had missed his scent or his touch. Once Cohen started explaining what exactly he had planned for today, Ellie felt her body tense. Dancing? Drinking? Some fun? She couldn't even leave her room without feeling completely sick from what was happening to her, let alone go do something extraneous. "I um-" Before she could even come up with an excuse, Cohen was up and out of her arms with a kiss. The bathroom? Ellie had been completely unprepared for him coming over in every way possible. Her mind wasn't even focused on the bathroom, she was focused on what she was going to say to him to get out of these plans. 

Ellie clearly couldn't drink, and fun got her in this mess. While her mind was racing with new lies to use against him, she hadn't even noticed him stepping out of the bathroom. Looking up she returned his smile just out of habit but then the blood drained from her face once he held it up. His grin made her heart sink, a friend. He wanted it to be a friend, he was joking that it wasn't her- it so obviously wasn't her to him. Ellie felt a rush of emotions and she was sure her face read all of them as she turned from smiling to petrified in two seconds. "I-" Ellie began, unsure what to say. How did you break it someone? "Cohen, listen I-" Her stomach churned and she rushed past him into the bathroom, quickly getting herself to the toilet. This was the last thing she wanted, absolute last. Pulling away, she stood up and made her way to the sink to rinse her mouth out. "It's mine." She said softly, her eyes focused on her hands as she washed them. 

Ellie knew she was crying, but she didn't move to rub her eyes immediately. "I... I was late and I just- I didn't want to-" Ellie couldn't bring herself to look at him. Her stomach had literally nothing else to throw up, or she would probably be still throwing up. I didn't want you to make me get rid of it. Sinking to resting on her heels, she covered her eyes. Cohen hadn't gone through the anxiety of what she face, this was her body. One hand moved to her mouth to muffle her sobs while the other went over her stomach. She couldn't even begin to speak to him after everything really set in that this was real life and shit happened. "I don't know what to do. I c-couldn't tell you." Her heart picked up and she thought the world was going to melt. "I didn't find out until last week." Her eyes moved to his and then darted back away, not even catching his expression. "I-I haven't told dad or mom or anyone." Her breathing hitched as her crying became more hysterical. 

Shaking her head she buried her face in her knees as her hands covered her stomach. Cohen would want to get rid of it, that was just the fact she had to deal with. "I'm sorry- I just- I didn't mean for this. P-Please, don't hate me. Don't make me get rid of it." The last part she sobbed harder, shaking her head more. If he didn't want it so badly she would just have it when they were away at school and not tell anyone. Just place it for adoption and silently let it slip through the cracks. If anyone in her family knew, things would become increasingly hard for them. "I can't go out dancing, I can't drink." She was almost certain that he would freak out and leave her. "If... If you want to go, then go. I-I can do this by myself." No she couldn't, she would spend the next eight month stuck in her room at school probably not talking to a soul. Her life was over.

[ellie-kingsman]

surprise || cohen & ellie

Sitting on her bed, Ellie felt terribly sick. Her hands were shaking as she clasped over the results of the stick- she couldn't bring herself to look. Maybe everything was just a fluke, maybe she wasn't that. That being the word she couldn't even bring herself to even think without feeling completely nauseous. She didn't mean to do any of this, she wasn't that type of girl. Opening her hands, she finally looked down at the results. "No, no, no..." Her stomach lurched and she ran for the bathroom. Positive. Finally emptying her stomach into the toilet, she brought her head to her knees. She wanted to scream, she wasn't ready for this- but she couldn't- no, she couldn't do that. What about Cohen? He trusted her and she just- she fucked up- she... "Oh my god." She cried, feeling her entire being just want to escape into a dark hole and never face the reality of the situation. 

But reality was approaching a lot faster than Ellie wanted. Throwing the stick into her trash, she laid in her bed and sobbed for hours. Everyone was out of the house, surprisingly. Ellie didn't know how long she kept herself in her room, thinking about how to even approach the subject with anyone. People were supposed to be happy when this happens, not crying by themselves. And recently Cohen had seemed more aggravated and Ellie wasn't sure she could handle his reaction. Even knowing him so long, she couldn't predict his reaction. This baby was just as much his as it was hers. Ellie kept to herself for a few days, playfully texting Cohen that she was busy working and needed to focus on her summer design projects. But really she was puking her guts out constantly and burying herself in bed crying. 

It was the afternoon or so, Ellie hadn't looked at a clock in days, but she heard her front door open. Pausing, she pulled herself into the fake smile mode she had used when having to face her parents when she left to get food. Wiping her tears, she heard foot steps come up the stairs and closer to her room. Ellie instantly knew who it was by the sound of the footsteps and she had to contain herself from running to the bathroom again. She moved to the edge of her bed and didn't have time to sit up before her door was open and there was Cohen. "Hello." She smiled, her voice cracking. "Ah, jeez I just woke up- sorry." Clearing her voice, she ran a hand through her hair. Glancing over at the clock it read 3 in the afternoon, whoops. "I pulled an all nighter." To stop her hands from giving her away, she had them neatly clasped in her lap. Cohen had a life and a job, she couldn't bear to tell him and ruin it. 

"What brings you here? I didn't get a-" Glancing down at her phone, she was surprised to see just how many messages she had missed today alone. "Wow, I need to check my phone more often." Laughing, she tossed the phone slightly away from her. Ellie wasn't planning on telling him anything until she figured out what to do with herself. She didn't want to get rid of it, she couldn't imagine doing that. But what if he wanted to? What would she do if he told her that they couldn't keep it? Would she agree? Her stomach continued to flip, making her want to excuse herself. Why was this happening to them? The worst part was she couldn't even drink to wash away the negativity. She actually had to muster through this, with or without Cohen. 

[ellie-kingsman]

@howlingcoral: perk of sleeping in: sleep. downside: where did my day go? #someonecomecuddle

@ellierella: @howlingcoral aww were you up all night sleepy head?

[not-harry]

He implied he saw proof. Probably not physically, but I imagine they’re having a not quite friendly conversation right a bout now. I’d just leave him alone, El. They’re not gonna fight where anyone can see them but no. I don’t know whose corner I’m supposed to be in and I’m not gonna side with Justin just ‘cause I’ve had a label for four days. I need proof from at least one of them before I do anything else. He meant it. You don’t have to speak for him, he’s a grown ass man, and he knows the things he does and says and does them on purpose. No, it’s not important. I just - I’m gonna go crash, but I love you.

[ellie-kingsman]

They aren't going to fight where anyone can see them? Are you listening to yourself, Harris? That's our friends fighting. Our boyfriends, mind you. Do what you want, and I'll do what I want. Justin is stronger than him, and we both know it. I don't care what's been said or implied, we can't just let them fight. I think you've lost it, but okay. I don't know what he told you, but... Sigh. Whatever you say. Even you know Cohen says things he doesn't mean, so I personally wouldn't take it to heart. It might have just been a misunderstanding, Coh is kind of notorious for that.  Fine... Love you too.

[not-harry]

Yeah, probably. Talking is how I get in trouble. Apparently I talk too fucking much. Your boyfriend was being a dick and then he started getting mean saying shit about my boyfriend and how I shouldn’t be so trusting. But he - it’s Cohen? He’ll talk a lot of shit, but at the end of the day he’s family and I don’t think he’d fuck around with that just to hurt me. But Justin says I’ve got nothing to worry about it and it’s all fine and a big misunderstanding and didn’t take it to well that Cohen was saying anything to me. So uh, I’m sorry.

[ellie-kingsman]

You don't- who told you that? You can talk as much as you like, at least to me. Cohen did what? He has- he hasn't said anything to me, if that's anything. I don't think there's anything wrong, I mean him and Justin are best friends. Wait- Justin and Cohen are going to fight? Jesus, Harris. I'm going to talk to Cohen, and keep Justin away from him- get it? Nothing is going to happen. Gosh, I just- Harris, I'm sorry. Cohen is- I can't even speak for him- I just- he doesn't mean any harm I'm sure. What else has he been saying?

[not-harry]

Dunno. Just haven’t heard his name splashed around much, so I assume that means he’s settled down. Or maybe I’ve just paid less attention since he and Rachel McAdams broke up. Yep. I don’t know. Lots of things right now, but they’ll work out one way or another probably. Right. Well. I wouldn’t hold your breath on that one, sorry.

[ellie-kingsman]

Well there's probably a lot of heart broken people out there, including me. A lot of things? Hey, talk to me. Don't hold my breath on a fight? Excuse me? What's going on, Harrison? 

[not-harry]

Yeah. Could be, I guess. If you find that entertaining. But probably not. I think Gosling’s almost-married to someone and you and Cohen are you and Cohen, so.

[ellie-kingsman]

Aww he's getting married? That sucks. Cohen and I are Cohen and I, this is true. It's just a joke, Har, what's wrong? I didn't mean it seriously- I don't want anyone fighting.

[not-harry]

I think Gosling could take him.

[ellie-kingsman]

You think so? I'm pretty sure it would be a fun fight to watch. Ryan Gosling is buff as hell. I don't know who I would bet on. Think I could get them to for real fight over me?

[jer-sinclair]

I think --

I just drank my body weight in chocolate milk.

[ellie-kingsman]

Where did you even find that much to drink? More importantly, why didn't you share?