When you went up to Finn in the hallway he definitely did not expect you to drop the fact that you were pregnant. When you told him his brows just knitted together a bit, looking utterly confused at this. You knew Finn just needed a second to process so you waited a moment until you finally got fed up of him saying literally nothing so you give him a light nudge.

Finn glanced down at you, letting out a wry chuckle. "Pregnant?" he said in a whisper, leaning close to you, his voice barely audible. "I mean - are you sure? Sure, sure? Those tests can be faulty sometimes and..." he trailed off and stopped talking as soon as he took in the expression of annoyance on your face.

"Right," he muttered, sighing, running a hand through his short hair. "Pregnant," he raised his eyebrows as the school bell rang, signalling the end of lunch. "I have gym, so, I should go..." he chuckled awkwardly motioning in the direction of the school gym. Even though he stated that he should go, he still stood there, in front you, as if he was waiting for you to allow him to go to class since it felt too douche-y to just leave his now pregnant and supposedly extremely nervous and hormonal girlfriend for gym class.