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Drunk Mistakes

Summary: A Onenightstand turned into so much more than that.

𝟭:𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗰𝘆 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝗢𝗻𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱

𝟭𝟳: 𝗟𝗶𝗳𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗕𝘂𝗺𝗽 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

Warning: Realistic Representation of Pregnancy, Being in denial about Pregnancy at first, Mentions of Throwing up.

A/n: heyyy! I really hope you like the Way i implemented this, i tried my Best. I highly Recommend listening to Music! Enjoy🫶🏻!(feedback is always welcomed!)

Pregnant, Pregnant, pregnant. The word seems to be Jumping around in your Mind as you hold on to the Sink for dear life. Tears fall down your Cheek leaving a Wet Trail. Everything seems to collapse as your Legs give in and you find yourself on the Floor. Covering your Mouth with a Hand, you let the Tears fall and fall and fall. The Upbuilding Panic inside of you is overwhelming and something you have never felt before..

Pregnant. The Tight Feeling in your Chest makes it hard to breath. Leaning against the Cold Bathroom Wall you continue to sob into your Hand making it impossible to stop. Denial, Anger and Regret fills you all at once. This wasn‘t supposed to happen. It shouldn‘t have. One Night. Six Drinks. And a Cute And Funny Spanish Man speaking to you. That‘s all it takes to turn your Life upside down forever. Drunken Words whispered onto Pillows some of them being spanish some english, Sticky Foreheads pressing against each other and a Comfortable voice filling your ears briefly.

Even though you were pretty drunk, the Night is infront of you as clear as the stars on a Cloudless Sky. Pictures flash before your Eyes. Carlos. That was his Name. Carlos Sainz. The Carlos sainz. Of course you were aware of his Status but you couldn‘t care less. The Smile he gave you the Night and the Way his Lips caressed your Skin leaving a Love Tattoo, was enough to make him not leave your Mind once for the past Month. Now it‘s different.

Something about him Changed. He‘s the Father of the Human forming in your belly. About the Baby that will have you as their Mother. And him as his Father. You as Parents. Because you had a Few Drinks more and had to meet his Father. You hate yourself. God how you wish you could blame someone else. But you can‘t. Not on him, not on your Friends that left earlier that Night with a few Men leaving you at the Bar you meet him. Now it‘s too late to change anything. Guilt fills you as you think of the Baby. How are you supposed to be a Mother?

All your Life you dreamed about the Perfect Life. With a Husband, A Dog, two Kids -a boy and a Girl-, in a Big House. This is not what you imagined. Not a One nightstand. All about him won‘t leave your Mind. The Way he said your Name making it sound so different apart from other People, the way he smiled at you making your Heart jump and the way his Finger would travel over your Skin making you feel like you are worth a Million Dollars. Everything about him is perfect. But almost nothing is perfect about this. In the Moment of grief you wish you could go back in time changing that night.

Nothing like that is possible. And it won‘t ever be. Your Life won‘t ever be the Same. Having a Child. How will you manage? How will you tell him? Will you tell him at all? Of course. How could you not? Leaving him in incertitued would be nothing but unfair. He‘s the Father. The Father of the Human you both created together, unknowingly.Shaking you lay aside the Pregnancy Test pulling your Legs in hugging them. Quickly you bury your Head in your Arms you continue to cry not caring about anything. You messed up. You’ll have a Child who‘s scent you have never smelled, they‘ll Have a Name you never yelled, they‘ll have a Touch you never felt, they‘ll have a Mother who has failed.

That was almost 7 Months ago. For hours you layed on the Bathroom floor crying not wanting to get up. Nobody came in to hold you. Nobody came to lift you up into your Arms and tell you it‘s gonna be okay. Until you called Carlos that Day. As you asked him if you could come over, you tried your Hardest to make your Voice sound strong but failed miserably. Only 15 Minutes later you were standing infront of his House nervously fidgeting with your Hands. Eventually you managed to ring the Bell. Your Knees got weak, your Hands sweaty and your Heart sunk as he opened the Door. Almost Immediately he saw your Expression and told you, you could come in.

So you did. Watching his Heart breaking, reflect in his Eyes made you tear up again. Finally somebody held you in their Arms, telling you it‘s okay. He told you he‘d be with you no matter what. That he will do whatever is necessary. His Words made your Lips form into a Weak smile, that made him smile too. And in the exact Moment you shared that brief Smile, you knew you would do it. Together. Hope and Faith was the Thing you held onto. Both of you agreed that it would be the best If you would move in with him. You did it all for the Babys Sake.

By now you don‘t look back at the Night regretting it. It was a Mistake. But the best Mistake you ever made. The Pain of it still echoeing sometimes is what makes you feel alive. Like a Conformation that this is really happening. And as you stand up from your and Carlos‘ Bed the heavy Weight of your Bump, causing you to struggle also confirmes it‘s real. Several times you felt her Kicking. About Two Months ago you found out, it will be a Girl. Secretly you been rotting for a Girl. Carlos and you have decided on the Name Sophia. Sophia. Each Letter seems like Perfection now that, the Name is hers.

It stands for Beauty and Wisdom. When Carlos first Suggested the Name, you immediately knew it would be the One. Not one Name even came close to it. Nothing could compare to it. As you walk out of the Bedroom you hear the Music coming from the Kitchen. Sometimes you still can‘t believe this isn‘t just all a Complete dream. Of course the first 2-3 Months felt weird. But soon you found yourself falling in love with Carlos. He took care of you when nobody else would. For your Whole Life you always thought there was another Half to yours. That there was your Soulmate somewhere out there. Since you were a Little Girl you waited for your dream prince.

But you didn‘t expect it to be a Guy who you met in a Bar and got you pregnant. He built you a whole World and gave you the keys to it. Keys to your Future. Together. 7 Months ago you asked yourself what could be good about your Situation. Now you ask yourself what could be bad about your Situation. You are with the Person that loves you just the way you love him. Your Baby is growing inside of you. Nothing about this could be bad. Except the Craving and sleepless Nights. But it‘s worth fighting for. In the End it would pay of. The Media completely went insane about your Pregnancy. They said they didn‘t know Carlos had a Girlfriend all this Time. If they only knew.

Apart from the Pregnancy you left everything private. Carlos‘ Friends freaked out too. They are the only ones we told how we truly got into the Situation in the first Place. And they couldn‘t be more supportive. Everything is perfect. Nothing could bring you down. As you enter the Kitchen, Carlos is standing at the Stove cooking for the Two of you. Well the three of you. Your face splits into a Huge Smile as Smooth Operator starts Playing. One of his Favorites. By now it‘s basically his mark. Every Fan knows it. As Carlos turns around he smiles even wider seeing you in his Shirt and Underwear. Even though your Hair is kinda messy, he‘s sure you couldn‘t be more perfect.

All Pregnant and Swollen. ,,The Music is loud.“, you chuckle. Grinning he pats your Bump. Since it began to grow and grow he‘s been obsessed with it. ,,she loves music.“, Carlos Tells you. Nodding, agreeing you give him a Brief Kiss. ,,How are you feeling Amor?“, he asks you. ,,Swollen.“, you pout. Bending down a bit he faces your Bump. ,,Giving Momà a Hard Time, Soph?“, he kisses your Stomach. Love fills your Heart as you watch him.Smiling he takes your Hand. ,,Dance with me.“, he smirks in his spanish accent. Gently he spins you around and now holds you from behind having his Hand on your Bump, slowly swaying to the Music. ,,I have an Idea.“, he whispers and places his Hand on the Underside of your Bump. Irritated you turn your Face to look at him.

All of sudden he lifts your Bump carefully. Sighing you throw your Head back. The whole Weight you have been carrying around lifts of you. Relief washes over you. Groaning you lean a Bit into Carlos. A Smirk plays over his Lips, knowing he helped you atleast a Bit. The whole Living Room is full with Kids Stuff. Toys, a Blanket with small Elephants on it and a changing table. Everything is ready for the little one to arrive. The calculated Date is only about two Weeks away leaving you all excited. Carlos can‘t wait for sophia to arrive. Only the Thought of him with Her makes you Smile. He will be the perfect Father no matter what.