It had been a few weeks since Louise last spoke to Zachary. He had apparently cut her off on everything, and he hadn’t dropped by. It was very unlike him. She had expected him to show up the next day, their fights never lasting long. But after several unanswered texts and calls, Lou got the hint. She had gotten caught up, and busy with work and hair shows, traveling from place to place. Never piecing together the real reason, she was feeling off. The blonde kept putting it off, and saying it was only jet lag, or lack or sleep, or even lack of eating. However it wasn’t until she was in the middle the last hair show that she finally accepted what might actually be wrong. After the show, she dragged her tired self back to her hotel room, but not before making a pit stop at the drug store to pick something up -or a few-. Once she was back, she kicked her shoes off, let her hair down, and opened up the first box. This was not part of Lou’s plan. She wasn’t even sure if she wanted kids, yet here she was possibility pregnant, and not even by her boyfriend.
Louise left the doctors office, in tears. How was she suppose to let anyone know. What made even worse Zachary wasn’t even speaking to her. She pulled herself together in the car, and made her way over to his place. Not expecting to ever be there again, if she was honest with herself. But there she was, knocking on his door, and chewing nervously on her nails. She knew he wouldn’t believe her. Which is why she had two sets of sonograms in her bag, along with paper work stating that she was in fact expecting.
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