"What the actual fuck am I going to do with a baby?!" I was frantically pacing back and forth, running my hands through my hair like a mad man. A barely 21 year old mad man who just found out that he had knocked up some chick he met and slept with only once. "FUCK!!" I yelled one more time, at a loss for what to say or do. How could I have been so fucking careless?!
Michael, who I completely expected to come off with some idiotic shit as usual, offered his two cents. "I don't know, bro. But I do know one thing."
He paused too long for my liking. It drove me crazy when he did that. I held out my hands and shrugged, nonverbally asking "What?" so he'd get on with whatever stupidity he was about to say.
With a dead serious face, he said, "Liz is gonna fucking murder your ass." He'd never been more right about anything ever.
As it all it hit me, I broke down into a hysterical laughing/crying fit. I really had no idea how I felt or how I should be feeling. I only knew one thing: I was fucked.
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A/N: I'm a sucker for baby stories. And Luke. So it only makes sense to put the two together, right? ;)
Also, re-reading this, I realize that's an awful lot of f-bombs for a short prologue. Oops. The rest of the story isn't like that. 😬 Dude was emo.
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Ready Or Not
Fanfiction"Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans." Making a connection with a one night stand wasn't in Luke's plans. Hooking up with a band member she'd only dreamed of meeting wasn't in Jordyn's plans. And having a baby was definitely n...
