It was early 2003. You and John had been dating for three years now and loved each other dearly. However, after a few too many drinks on new years eve, you landed yourselves here.

John sat on the bathroom floor with his back against the door watching as you stared at the pregnancy test on the counter.

"Love.. come here.." He beckoned softly, holding his arms out as you slumped into them. "Whatever happens, I'm right here."

After a few more minutes, you got up to check the test. Low and behold, it was positive. John stood up slowly and walked over to you before gently cupping your face in his hands and whispered; "We're gonna have a baby.."

You were both obviously terrified seeing as he was 18 and you were only 17.. but you knew that if you decided to bring this baby into the world together, they'd be the most loved baby in the entire universe.