"And you've been hiding this for how long, now? Two months?" Taylor asks in disbelief, his hands grasping firmly onto your shoulders as he looks right at you. He's got a concerned expression on his face, eyes narrowed and lips pursed. Why couldn't you have broken the news about your pregnancy sooner? He really felt like he should've known from the start.

Of course, you were hesitant. Taylor was never the type to want to be tied down by kids. He'd always tell you how much he hated the thought of that. As much as he loves you, that wasn't something for him. Not to mention the fact that his mom absolutely hated you. So now that he's found out, why isn't he acting angry? Instead, he's... worried. About you. About the baby.