False Positive [Chapter 1]
Rating: T+/M Words: 1,555 Pairing: Kristanna Summary: When things don't go according to plan and Anna finds herself alone and pregnant, she looks to her sister's best friend, Kristoff, and almost makes a huge mistake.
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Notes: Ummmm... should I be starting a new multi chap? Probably not. But here we are. It’s... idk. It’s still vague! Hopefully I don’t... mess up or write myself into a hole lmao!!!!
Title from @faerytold who is a blessing thank u
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Anna took a deep breath.
The room was cold and quiet except for the dull echo of children screaming in the lobby or other rooms or maybe even somewhere else in the building, and she could feel her heart pounding hard enough to break her ribs. Her fingers twisted together around the tissue she had been holding since she walked through the waiting room doors. Tears had started days ago and had yet to stop.
Maybe she had jumped to conclusions. Maybe she was mistaken. Hans was stressed with work, and brought that stress home, and that caused Anna to be stressed… and when she was stressed she was late! She was late all the time. Maybe not three weeks, but…
She sighed, dabbing at her lower lashes again, willing her eyes to just stop watering for a few minutes.
A part of her had been ecstatic when she took the first test. She’s always wanted a big family, and an engagement had to be just around the corner, so what was the harm in starting early? But then another part of her thought about their plan. They had a plan, and having a baby right now was definitely not a part of it.
Hans was always very uptight about following plans.
So she took three more tests. Waited a few days and took four more.
Positive, positive, positive…. And more positives.
When she told Hans, he froze.
He was at work, texting her about how rough his day was and how he couldn’t wait to get home and see her (and do other things to her). So she thought maybe he would like a little surprise! So she stopped at the store, got a little balloon and a card that had a dumb little joke on it - You’re One Cool POP, with a popsicle drawn in the O - and then went right to his office.
He smiled when he saw her, ushered her into his office with a sly smile, and kissed her silly before she had a chance to hand him the card and balloon.
And then he saw it, and his whole demeanor changed.
“What is this?” He asked.
“I… I’m pregnant,” she smiled, her eyebrows slanting down with worry. “I… thought you’d like a pick me up —“
“Pick me up?” He dropped the card to the desk. “Anna, we’re not even engaged. How stupid are you?”
“I…”
“Aren’t you on the pill?”
Anna nodded, tears starting in her eyes. “Yes but—“
“Did you forget to take it? You’re always forgetting!”
“No!”
“This isn’t the plan, Anna,” he sneered, sitting down hard into his desk chair. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“But,” her voice was quiet, as she stood still, attempting to make herself as small as possible. “We want kids, don’t we?”
Hans sighed, pressing his hand against his forehead. “Not unplanned.”
They argued more, his face growing red and hers getting paler as his voice rose and hers fell to barely a whisper, until he told her either she got rid of it or he was gone, and she cried and left and went right home and packed up her stuff and went to her sisters’ apartment.
And then she ignored his calls until he left her a voicemail saying he was done with this childish behavior, that she was stupid if she thought she could raise a baby, especially alone, and he’d send the rest of her stuff over as soon as he could make the time for it.
But those little sticks could be wrong, right? What really was in your pee to make them so damn accurate? They could pull up false results… right? So Anna decided it was better to go to a doctor and get it all sorted out professionally. She hoped she could go back to his home and show him that it was all a big mistake! That he could take her back now! That —
There was a knock on the door and Anna at up straighter before telling the doctor to come in. She opened the door with a smile, and Anna’s stomach dropped. “Well, congratulations, Anna. You’re indeed pregnant.”
Her eyes welled up with tears and she couldn’t bite back the smile that stretched across her face before she jumped down from the table and wrapped her arms around the doctor. “Thank you,” she cried, happy crying mixing with sad sobs as the other woman hesitantly hugged Anna back.
“I can’t tell if these are happy or sad tears,” she chuckled, leaning backwards from Anna.
“A bit of both, I think,” she admitted, wiping at her nose with the heel of her hand. “It’s complicated.”
“Well,” the doctor nodded, handing her another box of tissues. “Take all the time you need. All your paperwork is upfront at the desk. I’ve also given them a bunch of resources for you, for whichever direction you choose to take.” She smiled sadly, shrugging. “I’m here if you have any questions, or want to talk, okay? I know it can all be overwhelming.”
Anna nodded, accepting the tissues gratefully, and was more than thankful she had been relatively honest with the doctor from the get-go. She seemed kind and sweet, like someone Anna could trust, and she was sure she made the right decision when she saw all sorts of pamphlets and recommendations for all the options she could possibly think of.
By the time she got back to Elsa’s apartment, she was completely worn out. She had sat in the parking lot and cried, drove home with her most emotional playlist blasting, and now she wondered if she finally had gotten all of the tears out of her body as she looked at her red and puffy face in the mirror.
Looking around, she didn’t see Elsa’s car anywhere and sighed with relief. At least she wouldn’t have to face her sister just yet.
But then she noticed her sisters’ best friends’ beat up truck in the lot and tensed. Why was he here when Elsa wasn’t?
Wiping at her face again, Anna decided that her bed was all that she wanted, and she could probably just breeze by Kristoff. He was probably out on the balcony or fixing something in the apartment anyway. He probably wouldn’t even notice her.
She took a deep breath and sighed, pushed herself out of her tiny two door coupe, and made her way up to the apartment. She unlocked the door slowly, and tensed when she heard his familiar, deep voice, shouting at the television.
“Oh, come on, you idiots! That was clearly roughing!”
A loud bark followed his shouts, and she opened the door to him laughing as his dog jumped up on his lap.
“Geddoff!” He hollered, pushing his mutt off his legs. “You’re not a lap dog and you know it!”
Anna froze when his brown eyes turned up to her, and willed the tears to stay in her eyeballs until she made it to the back bedroom. “Oh, hey!” He started, smiling up at her. But his grin dropped when he looked at her face for a moment too long. “... You okay?”
Her eyes widened and she laughed, waving a hand in front of her face. “Oh, you know,” she mumbled, stepping into the room and closing the door while kicking off her shoes. “Typical female after a breakup. Cry, cry, cry.” Forcing a chuckle from her mouth, Anna pushed her hair back from her face before noticing he wasn’t laughing along with her.
“Do…” Kristoff shifted uncomfortably on the couch before muting the television. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Anna smiled affectionately. There was always a little awkwardness between them - she was just his best friend’s annoying little sister ever since they were in middle school - but she appreciated the effort. He always tried to include her. In fact, he was probably one of her favorite people in the world. But she still didn’t want to burden him.
“Oh, god no,” she laughed, hanging up her coat. “Enjoy your game.”
Kristoff stood up abruptly, almost knocking over the beer he had clearly let sit until it was too warm to be enjoyable. “I can change it… If you want to — I mean,” he stammered, his cheeks flushing. “If you want some company we can watch something else or…” he ruffled his hair between his fingers. “Just… I know you don’t really like to be alone.”
Feeling her whole face soften, Anna nodded after only a moment of hesitation and sat down beside him on the couch. She didn’t even mind that he took up so much space, especially when he draped his arm over the back of it, behind her shoulders, wordlessly offering her some physical comfort if she needed it. He picked up the remote and started flipping through the channels, finding something she might enjoy.
He found a movie he knew she loved, and sat the remote down with satisfaction.
Anna looked up at him, her heart feeling full, and scooted just an inch closer, tapping the back of his hand with her fingers. His arm lowered over her shoulders, and pulled her a fraction tighter. Her feet rose up to curl under her on the couch, and before she knew it, Anna had started to doze off on his shoulder, pushing closer into the warmth of him.
And then a stupid, stupid idea started to bloom in her head.