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Frank's POV
It's been a week since Gerard and I found out I'm pregnant and I still haven't said a word about it to Zacky. Through I'm pretty sure he knows something is up other than a really log case of the flu.
I've been puking my guts out every morning and just the thought of food makes me wanna vomit. I know I'm gonna have to tell him soon 'cause I can't really explain all the puking and weight gain. That shit only make sense when you're pregnant, which I am but he doesn't know that. Yet. I hope.
Speaking of gaining weight, I already feel like a whale and all I have is a baby bump. I have weight issues so sue me. I constantly thank god that I don't get huge tits like normal women do. If I did that would be soooo not good considering I'm gay and so are the the guys I'm with. Yes, I said guys. I'm going behind Zackys back with Gerard.
So back to my whole tell Zacky rant. We're currently sitting on the couch watching The Notebook and I'm curled into Zacky's side crying. It's a sad movie get over it. We've been having a chick flick marathon at yours truly's request. So far we've watched Mean Girls, John Tucker Must Die and Easy A. The second one rather sucked but Zacky thought it was funny.
It's around nine pm and I'm about ready to pass out. I guess doing nothing can get to you. Oh and the crazy hormones might have everything something to do with it.
I was just starting to doze of when my phone started playing 'This Is Halloween', the Marilyn Manson version, alerting me I had a call from Gerard. Not really caring I let Zacky answer. I didn't think that Gerard would be stupid enough to blurt something out before he realizes that it's not me that answered. I REALLY didn't think that he would ask if I remembered that we have a doctors appointment to find the sex of the baby first thing. 'Cause who the hell does that? I mean really. What the fuck? I'll tell you who. Gerard, that's who. So now, I'm screwed and Zacky is pissed. I really wasn't planning on telling him anything until it was an absolute necessity.
So now Zacky is giving me a really pissed look as I just finished telling him the whole story of having sex with Gerard, leaving out lots of details, and finding out I'm pregnant. He muttered something about going to his bother's Matt before storming out and slamming the door.
This so didn't go as planned!
FUCK MY LIFE!
It's been a week since Gerard and I found out I'm pregnant and I still haven't said a word about it to Zacky. Through I'm pretty sure he knows something is up other than a really log case of the flu.
I've been puking my guts out every morning and just the thought of food makes me wanna vomit. I know I'm gonna have to tell him soon 'cause I can't really explain all the puking and weight gain. That shit only make sense when you're pregnant, which I am but he doesn't know that. Yet. I hope.
Speaking of gaining weight, I already feel like a whale and all I have is a baby bump. I have weight issues so sue me. I constantly thank god that I don't get huge tits like normal women do. If I did that would be soooo not good considering I'm gay and so are the the guys I'm with. Yes, I said guys. I'm going behind Zackys back with Gerard.
So back to my whole tell Zacky rant. We're currently sitting on the couch watching The Notebook and I'm curled into Zacky's side crying. It's a sad movie get over it. We've been having a chick flick marathon at yours truly's request. So far we've watched Mean Girls, John Tucker Must Die and Easy A. The second one rather sucked but Zacky thought it was funny.
It's around nine pm and I'm about ready to pass out. I guess doing nothing can get to you. Oh and the crazy hormones might have everything something to do with it.
I was just starting to doze of when my phone started playing 'This Is Halloween', the Marilyn Manson version, alerting me I had a call from Gerard. Not really caring I let Zacky answer. I didn't think that Gerard would be stupid enough to blurt something out before he realizes that it's not me that answered. I REALLY didn't think that he would ask if I remembered that we have a doctors appointment to find the sex of the baby first thing. 'Cause who the hell does that? I mean really. What the fuck? I'll tell you who. Gerard, that's who. So now, I'm screwed and Zacky is pissed. I really wasn't planning on telling him anything until it was an absolute necessity.
So now Zacky is giving me a really pissed look as I just finished telling him the whole story of having sex with Gerard, leaving out lots of details, and finding out I'm pregnant. He muttered something about going to his bother's Matt before storming out and slamming the door.
This so didn't go as planned!
FUCK MY LIFE!
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