My Favorite Color is Purple, Too! *Synyster Gates* 39

After waiting for a few minutes, I got up and started pacing, Brian grabbed my hand and gave it a tight squeeze. "What are we going to do if we are pregnant, Brian?" I asked him.
"I don't know. I mean, I've always wanted kids, but with the band and everything... I just don't know." he answered.
"Well, I'm never going to abort, so that's simply out of the question and I'm really if-y about adoption. I don't know either. This really sucks." I said, he giggled a little bit at that.
"Hello, Leslie and Brian. So, you think your pregnant." Dr. Bergman said when he walked in.
"Yeah. See, the thing is, we took two home tests, one came up positive, one came up negative... so we're totally confused." I explained.
"Ahh, I see. Well, with home pregnancy tests, it is possible to get a false positive. Why don't we just do the test here and I can let you guys know. Now, I understand that you need answers quick?" he asked.
"Yes sir, we're on tour right now. I play guitar in a band and we're already running kinda late to get to our next city, so we're really crunched for time right now." Brian explained.
"Well, we'll do what we can." he said. I'm not going to get into all the details of the test, but once he collected all he needed to, he left the room. My heart was beating at a million miles a minute as I waited, holding on to Brian's arm for dear life. Brian kept kissing my head and whispering to me that it was all going to be okay, he really knew how to calm me down. After the longest twenty minutes of my life, Dr. Bergman came back in."Well, Ms. Berry, Mr. Haner... congratulations," my heart dropped to my feet, all the color in Brian's face left, "you're NOT pregnant." he said. Brian and I both sighed with relief and Brian gave me a huge kiss on the lips, right in front of the doctor.
"Wait, though. Then why am I late?" I asked him.
"Well, sometimes when you're going through stress or you're around a lot of women, it can affect when you get your period. You'll probably get it within the next couple days." he explained.
"Oh my God. Thank you so much, Dr. Bergman." I said.
"Just send the bill to my address. I'll take care of it." Brian said, shaking hands with him. I changed back into my normal clothes and Brian and I got back on to the elevator. I jumped into his arms and kissed him on the lips three times, then kissed his cheeks and forehead repeatedly.
"Damn, Les. You weren't even this excited when we first got together." he said.
"I know! I'm just so glad we're not pregnant." I said.
"Wanna mess with everyone?" he asked me. I grinned deviously and nodded. On the way to the bus I stopped in front of an air vent that was cranking on full blast to make my eyes water up and Brian got all of his laughs out. We walked back to the bus and got on. Everyone was waiting in the living area of the bus, looking EXTREMELY anxious. "Oh my God." Val said, seeing the tears in my eyes.
"Brian. I swear to God. You better fucking step up and be a man." Jason said.
"Guys... so I guess you all know then... we're NOT PREGNANT!" I said. They all got really upset and some threw water bottles and beer cans at us, but at the same time they were all really happy. After talking to everyone for about an hour, they all went to bed with the exception of me and Brian. I snuggled up next to him on the couch and he draped a blanket over us. I was playing with the frayed edges of the blanket when he finally spoke, "Hey Leslie?"
"Yessss?" I said, looking up at him and smiling.
"I just wanted to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"I love you." the words poured from his mouth and filled my heart with pure ecstasy.
"I love you, too, Brian." I said, then he bent down and kissed me lightly on the lips.
"But baby... you really should go on birth control." he added.
"Deal."I said and we both started laughing. I was happy to know that he felt the same way I did and I didn't even have to question him saying it because I could tell by the look in his eyes and the way he was holding me that he meant it, he was just trying to find the right time. The worse day of the tour turned in to the best in no time flat.