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eighteen.

a/n chile i have four assignments due soon and i'm taking my time writing a wattpad 😜🙏🏻

heather

"Okay, and how on Earth do you expect to tell Al that you're not only pregnant, but you're also going to break his heart?" Bridgette asked. "I- I don't know." I shrugged. "Heather just get it out the way and do it today!" Courtney said impatiently. We were walking down the school corridor just as Alejandro was talking and minding his business with Duncan. Everyone apart from Courtney, Bridgette and Alejandro had absolutely no clue. It was eating me alive. I had to tell him more details and have a mature talk with him. Humph. So much for being a "mature senior". Italian passed and I handed up my assignment along my classmates, Duncan actually handed his up proudly with a surprising smile on his face. Thank God for Courtney.

It was time for lunch and I had to grab Alejandro's attention. There was a mob of sweaty teenagers racing to their "assigned" tables. You see, at my school there was this unspoken rule of where your group sits. For example, rap star wanna be, or by other words, Leshawna, sits with her friends Gwen, Trent, Izzy, Harold and Owen on the table furthest away from  the lunch services, for Owen's sake of course. Even though I would usually really enjoy extra time to spend to spend with my friends before this horrific trip, I felt sick to my stomach every time we sat down. I didn't know if it was a clean tie between Owen's feral burps or Tyler's faint worthy stench after gym, but whatever it was made me have to throw up my entire insides almost every other day.

Okay. It was time to activate my plan. It was unusual for me to be in such an anxious state, I mean, I was just waiting for that stupid crazy stalker girl Sierra to blurt it out on her ridiculous blog. Somehow, she manages to get dirt on everyone in the school, apart from Tyler, he's the least blogged about. Shit, he's even under Ezekiel.

a/n see my little TDWT reference 😗✌️

I knew the music room would be free since there are no sessions during lunch. I pulled Al aside from the conversation at my table, which by the way, is the best and most popular table in the grade. "Heather what the fuck? First you tell me your knocked up and leave me with absolutely nothing but crumbs and now you want to talk to me? Forget it!" He said in a tone which didn't agree with me. "Yeah okay! Talk louder I didn't think Principle McLean on the highest floor heard you quite so well!" I responded biting back at his loudness. "Fine, but you better hurry up." He said. "I promise it'll be quick" I replied. We made it to the music room and I tried to speak but no words came out. This was going to be harder than I thought. "You know what, save it!" He scoffed. I griped his arm. "Alejandro wait. I have a few things to say. I'm sorry that I stormed off for no reason after you being nothing but great to me. I'm just so confused. We didn't intend for this to happen, we even used protection!" I continued. "We should have been more responsible and I know that some of this is my fault, but it's also half yours. I have been so confused with everything, and nothing has been making sense. I don't even know what I'm going to do with it-" Alejandro then opened his big mouth. "Wait so you're probably not keeping it? Don't I get a say? You said it yourself! It's half mine so shouldn't I have at least a say whether we raise it?" He said.

My palms started burning up, and the same action for my ears. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "A say? Ha!" I laughed. He didn't budge from his stubborn position. "Oh so you want a say in whether or not I completely ruin my body, give birth to a human, raise a child for eighteen years, completely change my life after you didn't pull out properly?!" I counted on my fingers sassily. "You can't just, abort it!" He basically yelled. Thank goodness this was the music room and the walls were soundproof. "Hey I never said I was going to abort it but I may not raise it either! Adoption exists you complete idiot". He rubbed his temples.
"You know what, fine Heather. I just can't deal with your moods anymore". In my head I thought it was a valid opinion but I would never admit that. I sighed. I just wanted this whole nightmare to be over. This was my mistake as much as his, and I had to take some kind of responsibility. "Listen Alejandro, you don't have to be in this kid's life if I decide to keep it, but I need you to understand that I just can't raise it. Look at us, we are only eighteen and we have a whole life to live. I might give it up for adoption, who knows. But I just wouldn't be able to live with  myself if I messed up this child's life because I was irresponsible." I had to calm myself down. I honestly didn't know what I was going to do and I didn't want to say something I didn't mean.

I looked at him dead in the eyes. This was it. I knew better moments would arise for a better time to say this but I had to get it out. "I want to have a break. Not a Ross and Rachel break, an actual break. I need time for myself." And before you knew it, a tear rolled down his cheek as he looked in no particular direction. I rubbed the side of his toned arm. "Look, I'll always keep you posted and we can stay friends but I really just need to figure this out on my own. I'm a strong woman and I can handle it. And you will too. We may get back together or we may not, who knows, this is only high school after all" I said sweetly.

He looked at me and genuinely smiled. Cupped my cheek and kissed me. It wasn't one of those sloppy Gwen-type kisses, but a sweet one. Like sugar perhaps. We hugged. I don't know how long but long enough for lunch to end. "We better get back to class" I said brushing my skirt down. It was only miniature steps into my pregnancy so I was still fairly slim. "Heather, please promise me you'll tell me everything and not go on a narcissist power trip". He smiled as he opened the door for me. "Charming" I said bluntly. I wiped away a single tear from his tanned cheek. "Yeah,  I will, as long as you don't turn into a "Harold type loser" in the words of Duncan" I joked.

We separated our ways to class and to be honest, the rest of the day was pretty boring. I really didn't know how long this break was going to last but I knew it was for the best. I truly did still love him. I went to bed that night clear headed. I still had to tell my mum about this whole thing. After all, if I was going to get an abortion I needed her permission. Whatever. That was tomorrow's problem.

a/n it's almost 12 am on a Wednesday night bye 😭
oh and yes I'm definitely pro-choice! pleas do not come near me if you're pro-life 😁