Logan

Eighteen

He didn't hear Cristina for three full weeks and he was feeling terrible for the last talk they had. "Well, this is the last week of school and she is having a lot of tests so it's not such a bad thing if I'm not annoying her by wandering around." he thought. "Ok, no, that's an excuse, take your phone and call her. But then what if she doesn't answer?"
He didn't know what to do, it was ten in the evening, his friends around were all having fun and he was the only one apart. So he took the keys and drove to her house.
He watched the time. «She can't be already sleeping» he whispered.
He knocked on the door and a girl in her pajama came and opened the door. She was the blond one he didn't remember the name of. «Yes?» she asked.
«Is Cristina sleeping?» he asked.
«I don't know,» she replied and opened wide the door. «You can go and check»
«Thank you» he said entering.
He opened slowly Cristina's door and saw the lights were off. He entered anyways and sat at the end of her bed. He sighed. "Too late, Logan" he thought.
«What do you want, Asma?» she muttered.
«It's Logan.» he whispered after a while.
«What?!» she asked almost shouting turning on the lights.
Her face was in disbelief but as he saw her tight shirt he just felt like his heart jumped right in his throat. «Your belly grew.»
She blushed and wrapped her arms around it. «Why are you here?»
«I missed you.» he said lying a little.
She took a deep breath to stop her anger. «How much can you see my belly from one to ten?»
«Three, it's just because of that shirt.» he answered. «If I didn't know you were pregnant I would have just said you got a little fat.»
Her angry expression softened up and she relaxed. «How are you?» she asked.
«I'm fine, you?»
«Same.» she said yawning.
«I'm sorry, are you tired?»
«Yes»
«Ok then,» he said standing up. «I hope to see you tomorrow.»
She nodded and went back under the sheets. Logan really hoped she would stop him and ask him to stay and sleep with her. "No, it's Friday tomorrow, she's having school." he told himself. So he just opened the door, turned off her light and said in a low voice: «Goodnight, Cristi»