Just prior to their agreement on Twitter to meet again at his home, Ryan had poured himself a glass of whiskey. Quickly enough he downed the strong liquor as a way to prepare himself for whatever there was to come now. In his mind, everything indicated that she was going to come and confirm that she was in fact pregnant with his child. As if things could get any worse. When he heard the knocking on his door, he rubbed the temples of his head nervously.

Without thinking twice, he opened the door and saw Nadia once again at his front step. He forced an obviously fake smirk and moved to his side to let her inside. He followed her into the living room, as he stuck his hands into his pockets. "So, should I sit down for this? Because if it is what I think you're about to tell me, I think I might pass out and I'd rather do so on a soft surface rather than the wooden floor," he mentioned with his words slipping from his mouth faster than he intended. That might have come across as half-some a joke but it really wasn't being far too sarcastic from the actual point. "Hmm..... I guess before you say anything I should apologize." Ryan told her as he rubbed the side of his neck, looking down at her.

He takes a seat a few steps away from her and looks over at her, nervously awaiting for what was bound to be bad news in his mind now. Ryan nodded, agreeing with her that their really wasn't much to apologize about but with how nervous he was at the moment, it was a miracle that he hasn't had an anxiety attack in the last twenty-four hours. He couldn't understand what this pause was for, did she expect him to guess? Was it really that obvious what she had to tell him right now?

"You're pregnant. I knew it... you're pregnant." he says with a scoffed chuckle, looking down at his pants, patting down the wrinkles that had formed on it when he sat down. "So...."

He heard the first few words that slipped from her mouth after he had spoken, but whether they actually sunk in was up for debate. His mind was still stuck with the idea that she was pregnant. He looked up at her when she grabbed his hand, carefully listening to the words that followed. I'm not pregnant; to say that came as the biggest relief in his life was an understatement at that. Ryan's eyes opened wide, not thinking this was possible as he had implanted the idea in his head that she was pregnant.

He returned the hug, resting his forehead against her shoulder, letting out a sigh of his own. "Oh fuck... thank god." Ryan was finally able to smile, he kissed her lips several times. He placed his hands on either of her sides and leaned his head back as he chuckled aloud. "Wow... I'm not gonna lie. It's been a long day."

Ryan shook his head, still laughing from the whole situation. "I was fucking terrified. It's like my biggest fear was just hitting me in the face." he said in a much calmer voice than before. His entire body language was now a relaxed and relieved one.

"You could stay over Nadia," he told her with a smile. He kissed her on the lips, moving a few hairs from her face. "Can I ask you for a favor?" he asked her in a slightly more serious voice. "Could you not bring up the whole moving in together thing for now?... If I promise you that you could meet my family after your done with touring. Would that be moving forward somewhat?" he said with a grin. The whole pregnancy deal was the big deal of the previous day, but that still didn't completely overtake the subject she had brought up earlier about them moving in together. Maybe it was something they could keep away for now but he decided to get all out of the way now for they could somewhat continue on a clean slate forward.