Pregnant with the bad boys baby?

Chapter Two

I had no idea that the party was at Ryan James' house. We used to be best friends when we were in kindergarten. But ever since we got to high school he changed and just stopped talking to me. He started playing football and hanging with the popular kids. Before I knew it he was the schools bad boy.

Before we even get to the front door there's drunk kids all over the front yard dancing around to the beat of the music. Holding blue plastic cups, glass bottles and cans.

Ally and I walk in first with Luke behind us. We say hi to a few people and head for the back yard.

We make a quick stop in the kitchen and I make 4 vodka sunrises & Luke grabs 2 beers.

Finally we get to the back yard and sit down under a tree.

After the week I've had it doesn't take long for me to throw down these drinks. I go and make 2 more cocktails and just walk around a bit.

Ally comes in and gets another drink. I make her and myself another drink. We both go to the living room where everyone is dancing and we dance to the music.

I'm so blind right now I actually don't know where Ally and Luke have gone.

But I start dancing with heaps of people and dancing around like I don't care about anything. Which I don't really but whatever, I'm here to have fun.

I walk out the back and I can't really see who many of the people are. So I just walk through a crowd of people smoking and sit down at the end of the deck.

Somebody offers me a cigarette but I say no because I don't smoke.

I feel my stomach turn and instantly know I'm about to be sick. I jump up and run to the bathroom. I've got a vague memory of where it is so I take a guess and open a door and run in closing it behind me. I throw up every bit of liquid in me.

I rinse my mouth out with some mouthwash and look around for Ryan's bedroom. I know he won't be in there because he doesn't take girls to his room. So he will probably be downstairs somewhere.

I know he doesn't hate me, so he won't mind if I fall asleep in his bed. I still have some regret for when I stopped talking to him. He was my best friend.

I climb into Ryan's bed and pull the blanket over me. I feel my eyes getting heavy and everything drowns out.

***

I hear someone come crashing in and see a tall slim figure walking towards me.

As he gets closer I notice it's Ryan so I go to get out of bed but he pulls me back.

"Wait..." He says softly with a slight slur to his voice.

"Why?" I asked?

"I want to talk to you. Please it's been so long and I just want to know what I did to hurt you."

"You changed Ryan. You stopped talking to me when we hit high school remember?"

"Because I thought you hated me. I couldn't help that I changed."

"Ryan, that's not the point. We were best friends and when we were in year 7 you didn't want anything to do with me. You started smoking and drinking and I didn't want to do that so you pushed me away and started hanging with the 'cool kids'."

"I'm sorry... Please.. I had no idea. I really a sorry."

"What if it's too late for sorry Ryan?"

I start getting teary and try to hold them in. I go to get back out of the bed but Ryan pulls me closer.

"Please stay. Please don't cry."

I roll over and face Ryan. I probably look like a hot mess right now.

I wiggle in closer to Ryan and hug him tightly.

He wipes away the tears from my face and tucks my hair behind my ear.

He leans in closer and slowly presses his lips against mine.

I feel my eyes once again getting heavy as I quickly fall asleep.