Fame | Shawn Mendes

Chapter 59; Talk & Stress

I grabbed my luggage from the baggage claim and followed my bodyguard outside where Andre would somewhere be to pick me up.

I spotted his car and tried to ignored the constant flashing of the cameras that had surrounded me.

I wasn't really in the best mood since I had to leave Shawn in Toronto which was really hard to do because we grew so close to each other ever since we got together and just being more than an hour apart from him is driving me insane.

My bodyguard put my luggage in the trunk while I got into the passenger seat.

"Hey," I greeted Andre right when he drove me away from the madness.

"Hey, Lauren & I have to talk to you when we get home," he said kind of serious.

"Uhm, okay?" I said. Was it the day they would finally kick me out like they were planning on for weeks now? I thought since they never talked to me about it that they had just a little fight and that they decided against me moving out.

I wasn't ready to live on my own. I guess.

The rest of the ride we spend in silence and I could see how nervous he was for some reason. Well, I hope it's not something I did.

We arrived soon enough and Andre carried my bag to the apartment. Lauren opened the door for us and gave me a long hug, telling me that she had missed me a lot.

"So, what did you guys wanted to talk to me about?" I asked straight up.

Lauren shot Andre a glare before saying, "let's just sit down first. Do you want something to eat or drink?"

"Just get to the point. Do you guys want me to move out?"

Both their eyes widened in surprise. "Did you tell her?" Lauren hissed, shooting daggers at Andre. "I really didn't," he defended himself.

"So it's true. Great. Do I like have to pack my things right now or will you two give me time to find somewhere else to stay first," I said, sarcastically.

"Mila listen, we just don't have the room for you anymore and we don't want to move just yet," Lauren explained, making me furrow my eyebrows in confusion.

"There is enough space for three people here? Do you guys need more privacy or-"

"That's the thing! Three people. Mila, I'm pregnant," Lauren told me.

I stood there speechless. My eyes traveled to her stomach and there really was a small, prominent baby bump that she tried to cover up in a huge sweater. How have I not noticed this?

"Pregnant?" I asked again to be sure that I had really understood her right.

They both nodded as Andre wrapped his arms around Lauren from behind who smiled and leaned back against his chest. Disgustingly cute.

"How far along are you?" I asked, my eyes still focused on her baby bump.

"Five months."

"Five Months," I repeated in disbelieve.

"Why didn't you guys tell me? I know for about two and a half months now that you guys want to kick me out."

"We didn't know how to tell you and we really don't want to kick you out since you have no where else to go so we tried figuring something out and also considered moving out all together but we really want to spend a little more time in this apartment," Andre explained.

"So, house hunting happens earlier than expected," I said to myself but they both obviously heard it. Since I'm only seventeen my mother would have to sign the contract but I can live on my own since I'm financially independent.