She's a Little Bit Country, He's a Little Bit Rock N' Roll

It's been three weeks since Matt's birthday. The party was an absolute blast. Trying to keep up with everyone drinking was a huge mistake for both Pixie and myself. It was a repeat of that night at the country club all over again, except this time we've felt sick non stop since that hangover. I don't think I've ever puked so much in my damn life. Neither has Pixie.

The guys had to go do some radio interviews today, so we decided to have a girls day in the hotel room. Just the two of us. It had been way too long since we had quiet time, and both of us lack energy so often that a day in bed sounded divine.

After ordering probably way too much room service and putting on our favorite movie For a Good Time Call..., we began our relaxing day together.

I was laying there messing around on my phone when a notification from an app popped up. It was from my period app.

Hello! Clue checking in, here. You haven't logged your cycle in a while. We hope you're well!

My eyes widened. I opened the app and checked the last time I entered my cycle information. It was two months ago.

"Pixie..."

"Yeah, boo?"

"When was the last time you had your period?"

"I have no fucking idea. I don't ever keep track of it. It's always wonky anyway."

"I need you to open your Clue app. Please check. I know you update it every month usually." I bit my nails anxiously.

She sighed and picked up her phone, scrolling through for a minute.

"Says I had my last one at the end of July." She shrugged.

I stared at her for a minute and waited.

"IT SAYS I HAD MY LAST PERIOD IN JULY. IVY IT'S THE BEGINNING OF OCTOBER HOLY SHIT!"

"Mine too...our cycles were synced, remember?"

We paused for a few minutes trying to take in the information before we both bolted out of bed quickly and threw on the nearest ensemble we could find, not caring if it matched.

"Look up the nearest convenience store!" I scrambled trying to find my wallet.

"Already on it! There's a CVS right down the street!"

"Perfect!"

Despite our recent lack of energy, we used whatever bit was left sprinting down the street from our hotel to the closest store. As we ran through the doors we quickly looked around for feminine needs isle as quickly as we could before finding it and rushing towards it together. We put our arms out and scooped as many pregnancy tests into them as we could before sprinting back up to the register to pay.

We didn't have the energy to run back to the hotel, so we decided to speed walk.

"Ivy what the fuck. How. Why. When?" Pixie's eyes widened.

"Obviously two fucking months ago unless both of our bodies are playing some sick game." I huffed trying not to throw up breakfast.

"And if we are? What the fuck are we going to do? The guys can't handle kids right now we are on tour for another six fucking months!" She whined.

"They're going to fucking leave us Pixie. Holy shit. We're going to be dumped off the side of the road like trash and be single moms. I'm going to have a panic attack." I started breathing heavily.

She stopped me in the middle of the sidewalk and slapped my cheek.

"No. Don't go there. We've got this. If we're not, we will both go to a doctor for a check up to see what's happening. Maybe it's just stress. Bodies under a lot of stress stop cycles from happening sometimes. If it's not stress...we'll go to the doctor for a different kind of check up. Whatever the fuck happens, we are not doing this alone. We have each other. I don't give a fuck if we have to raise our kids in a Romy and Michelle type of situation. We will always have each other." Pixie gave the stern motivational speech. I took a couple of deep breaths.

"You're right. Okay. You're absolutely right. I'm ready. Let's do this...after...I..." I turned to the side of the sidewalk away from everyone and let the contents of my morning meal exit my stomach onto the concrete. This fucking sucked.

After rushing back to the hotel and chugging as much water as we could manage, we both took turns sharing the bathroom as we took every single test we got. Split in half we had six each. We needed to be sure before jumping to any conclusions. After we finished all of them we set a timer and paced back and forth across the balcony. We couldn't help ourselves as we both lit cigarettes during this stressful time.

"Pixie if this is real. If we are pregnant, together. We would be around two months. We won't have a stable doctor to see while on tour because we will be traveling so much. And the amount of drinking we've done since the start of this thing? If we do have humans growing inside of us, I don't know how they even survived! We shouldn't even be smoking!" I whined.

"Ivy if this timer goes off and we see positives, we will quit smoking from that point on. We will figure everything else out after that. We go to Jersey in two days and we have a three day break there. I'm sure the guys have a ton of shit to do again, and we can sneak away to a doctor. We'll get a plan together." She grabbed my hand.

A few seconds later, we heard the loud beep of Pixie's phone go off into the air. We threw our cigarettes off the balcony and almost crashed into each other as we ran into the small door frame of the bathroom.

There they were.

Twelve little pink plus signs.

We backed out into the room and collapsed onto the bed.

"Pixie...we're going to have babies. Together." I said monotonously.

"Ivy...can I even be a good mom? I mean. I can barely take care of my own damn self half the time. How are we going to tell them?"

"We can't. Not right now, anyway. We will figure this out together, they have enough shit going on. Eventually we will have to tell them when we start showing, which could be in the next month or two depending." I sighed putting my face in my hands.

Pixie moved from the other bed and sat next to me, holding me into her arms. I was overwhelmed. I had no idea this happened. If I did I would have been taking care of my body.

"Are you...happy?" My voice became hitched in the back of my throat.

"I'm...yeah...I mean I really am. I've always wanted a family and I know you have too. I just don't think either of us thought it would be this soon. It doesn't matter though, we are going to be the most kick ass mothers in the goddamn universe." She half smiled and wiped the single tear falling down my cheek as I did the same for her.

We sat there in silence for a moment taking it all in.

"Alright. We can start researching doctors in the Newark area. That's where we will be for three days the end of this week. I'll check the tour schedule on Matt's phone and see what interviews they have lined up so we know what time to set our appointments. We will get a check up done and see exactly how far along we are. After that we can figure everything else out." I said confidently.

All of a sudden we heard the footsteps of multiple people nearing our room door. I heard Brian's laugh and Pixie and I bolted into the bathroom to hide the evidence. We scooped all of the tests and wrappers into the plastic CVS bag and quickly ran to the balcony to throw it off the side. They'd never know it was ours even if it was found.

After jumping back into bed and making it look like we never left all day, the door finally opened to reveal Zacky and Matt smiling and laughing at each other.

"Hey guys, how'd it go this morning?" I smiled kissing Matt.

"It was amazing! It felt so great to be able to answer fan questions and get feedback on the tour so far. Really validating!" Zacky grinned and cuddled up to Pixie.

"What have you girls done today?"

"Oh, just sat around and watched movies. We ordered a ton of room service and just kind of vegged out." Pixie chuckled.

"Well we have another interview with Kerrang at four. Did you girls want to tag along or are you pretty much cemented into these beds?" Matt chuckled.

"I think we'll pass, my love. We're enjoying doing absolutely nothing together." I grinned.

"Suit yourselves. We will be back around seven and maybe we can all go to dinner? You girls look up some places you want to try and we can all agree on one." Zacky kissed the top of Pixie's head as they stood up and headed out for another busy errand.

As the door closed we both released a sigh of relief in unison.

"This is going to be harder than I thought. I hate keeping secrets from them. Especially one this huge." Pixie frowned.

"I know. I hate it too. Until we figure things out though, we can't say a word, okay? We should probably tell our parents first before the guys. If it gets out, the tabloids are going to announce it before we can and I don't want them to find out like that." I mentioned as Pixie climbed into my bed with me.

"Agreed. Okay. We can tell them once we know we will both survive this. What do you think you're going to have? I hope I have a boy. I've always wanted a son." She smiled rubbing her stomach.

"Me too. I hope it looks a lot like Matt. That would be such a beautiful baby. So will yours! Can you imagine if it gets Zacky's eyes?" I sighed dreamily thinking of the genetic possibilities of our offspring.

"We are going to have some gorgeous kids. I think we've gotten past the shocked stage for the most part. I'm...actually really fucking pumped to be pregnant at the same time as my best friend." She smiled holding my hand.

"Can you imagine all the fights we are going to get into with each other once the hormones really start kicking our asses?" I chuckled.

"Oh, God. We should probably avoid each other as much as possible our last couple of months. That's the worst." She grinned.

We immediately headed to Pinterest on our phones to do the basic girl thing and pin ideas for our combined baby shower and shit.

I can't believe I was fucking pregnant. With a baby from Matt. Was this even fucking real life? Is this some weird dream? Will I ever wake up?

"So...when we do tell them. How do you want to do it?"

"Well...it's the first week in October. I say we make it a Halloween celebration. It's your birthday anyway, that's perfect! I'm sure we will all go out to dinner or something to celebrate and we can break the news then. I think we should get something for the babies. Something gender neutral that we can wrap and give to Zacky and Matt at dinner and watch their reactions unfold from confusion to realization." Pixie grinned.

"Pixie that's genius! They won't even see it coming! Halloween is almost four weeks away, though. That's almost a month. What if we are already showing?"

"If we do, we will figure something out before that. If not, then it's settled and we will tell everyone on your birthday. My main issue is, how are we going to convince them that we aren't drinking just because it's a newfound personal decision and not because we are knocked up?"

"Easy. Anywhere we go we will just order our drinks separately and keep them close to us so no one can taste them. We'll order shit like cranberry juice and tell them it's a cranberry vodka or something."

"Where would I be without you?" She smiled.

We cuddled into each other and replayed our favorite movie as we looked at the day's events so far. Our lives became crazy two months ago, and from now on, they're going to be even crazier.

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