Kristen's pov
When I try to get out of my bed in the morning, I feel extremely nauseous. I try to keep it in, but I can't and I throw up all over the floor.
"Are you okay?" I suddenly hear a male voice. I look up and see Michael running into my room. What the hell is he doing here? I told I'm I don't ever want to see him again!
Right now I feel too horrible to do something about it though. For a moment I just let it be and sit down to calm down. "Is there something I can do for you?" he asks me. "No," I say and close my eyes.
After a moment I calmed down a f j get finally the chance to think. "What are you doing here?" I ask Michael who's still in my bedroom. "I'm here to help you though your pregnancy," Michael says caring.
I frown my eyebrows. "I'm pregnant?" I say confused.
