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We were having a meeting, all the guys. I put on a large baggy hoodie, even though I hadn’t even started growing bigger I wanted something there, like a cover, a cushion to comfort me, protect me.
“You ready?” Mikey asked.
I nodded.
“Gee, you’ve got me okay, I promise,” he said.
“Thanks Mikes,” I said half smiling at him.
“Now drag your self away from the mirror you big head,” he said.
I chuckled.
“Say’s he who straightens his hair!” I yelled down to him.
“Shut it eyeliner lover,” he said.
“I admit it though!” I yelled back.
I grabbed my phone and went down stairs.
I went straight out to the car, I wasn’t allowed to drive, Mikey thought pregnant “people” shouldn’t drive… I don’t know where he got that from but oh well.
He sat in the driver seat and started the engine.

We were soon got to Ray’s house, Mikey jumped out and rushed to my side and helped me out.
“Geez Mikey I’m that pregnant yet,” I said.
“Shut up you, I’m being nice,” he said.
I laughed.
“Let’s get this over with,” I said.
We walked up to the house and knocked on the door.
Ray opened up.
“Hey guys, come in,” he said gesturing us to go in.
We went in.
I saw Frank holding a glass vase, I advise Ray to take it away from him straight away or else.
I saw Brian on his phone.
I saw Bob… looking so perfect as he just sat there. Yeah okay I have a crush on my own best mate, doesn’t it happen to the best of us? I guess it didn’t help when we had a bit of a thing on the last tour a couple of months ago, ending up in his bunk and then never talking about it… I wondering if he is… if he is the father, it did happen about three months ago… oh shit…
“Hey guys,” Brian said.
“Gee!” Frank yelled as he dropped the vase and ran over to me, flinging his arms around my neck and hugging me.
“Dude! That was a present from my mom!” Ray yelled.
“Whoops…” Frank said.
“Your paying,” Ray said.
“Aww of course Ray-Ray, what kind of payment do you want?” Frank asked as he let go of me and wrapped his arms around Ray’s waist and wiggled his eyebrows.
“Just cash thanks,” he answered looking a little uncomfortable.
“Sure?” he asked.
“Very,” Ray said.
“Come on you guys stop the gay porn and get over here,” Brian said.
I sat down next to Mikey and Frank.
“So I’ve booked tours in England, France, Germany and over here,” Brian said.
“Mmm… all those English and French fan girls,” Frank said.
“Frank your married!” I said.
“I’m a man!” he said.
I laughed.
“So anything I need to know?” Brian asked.
“Gerard has some news,” Mikey said. Thanks Mikey, not… great I had to tell them now.
“What is it?” Brian asked.
“I…umm… I…” I stuttered.
“Spit it out Gerard,” Frank said.
Mikey took hold of my hand and squeezed it, telling me it was okay.
“You’re not doing the whole incest waycast thing are you?” Ray asked.
“No,” I answered.
“Well then what?” Bob asked.
I looked at him.
“I-I’m pregnant,” I said.
“What?” Ray asked.
“Are you being serious?” Brian asked.
I nodded as a tear slipped down my cheek.
“Can that even happen?” Frank asked scratching the back of his head.
“Yes you dumb ass,” Ray answered.
“Wait… we’re gonna be uncles?” Frank asked.
“Yeah, oh god Frank as Uncle Frankie, the kid is in for one hell of a ride,” Mikey answered.
“So y-your all okay with this?” I asked.
“Well it’s gonna be a bit umm… different… but Gerard your our best friend and have been for so long, we’ve all been threw so much together and we’re happy for you,” Ray said.
“Thanks Ray,” I said.
“Well we might have to shorten the tour, cut down but we could do it after the umm… birth…” Brian said.
“Thanks Brian,” I said.
“Dude that means weird cravings and horniess and stuff,” Frank said.
“You guys will have to put up with it,” I said.
“Bob you okay? You look pale,” Ray said.
I looked at him, he did looked freaked out.
“I think… I need…I need some fresh air,” he said as he got up and went outside.
“What’s up with him?” Brian asked.
“I don’t know,” I said looking at my hands.
“Gee come with me,” Mikey said.
I followed him into the kitchen.
“What’s really wrong with Bob?” Mikey asked.
“I think… well I’m certain he is the dad,” I said.
“Shit really?” he asked.
“Yes, but don’t breath a word to anyone, I haven’t talk to him myself,” I said.
“Okay, but you need to,” he said.
“I know,” I said.