Conflicted love *Waterloo road*

Twelve

Aimee sighed as she saw Tom walking into the room. "Max slept with Esmè."

Tom turned to her. "Are you serious?" He asked as he sat on the bed next to her. "Aimee?"

Aimee nodded. "Yeah. I'm serious. I asked him and he told me. They both lied and said nothing had happened."

Tom sighed. He took her hand. "Do you think the baby could be Max's?" He asked.

"No. It's definitely yours. Esmè didn't sleep with him till after she got pregnant," Aimee said. She sighed. "I need to talk to her. Find out what happened."

Tom kissed her. "Would it even matter? We have each other and that's all that matters," he said as he pulled her close and kissed her. "Okay?"

"Okay."

***
Aimee arrived at work with Tom. She sighed and kissed him. Tom looked to her. "Look. It will be okay. I promise."

Aimee nodded and smiled. "Okay. I'm gonna go talk to Esmè."

Tom kissed her again. "You've got this babe. I know you have."

"I hope so."

***
Aimee walked into Esmè's classroom and sighed. "I spoke to Max. He told me that you'd slept with him. Did you?" She asked.

Esmè turned to her. "He told you that? He told you I slept with him?"

Aimee nodded. "Did you?"

Esmè sighed and looked to her. "It was once. And it was after you had broken up. I regretted it almost instantly. And he's been chasing me. I told him to back off. I want to focus on the baby."

"You're telling me the truth?"

Esmè nodded. "Yes. Look, you're my best friend. And I'm not losing you. If I wanted Max, I would have talked to you. Like you did with me. With Tom."

Aimee nodded. She didn't know what to think. She looked at her. "I'm sorry. I just... Max told me he was still sleeping with you. And I got mad. Thinking you had lied to me," she told her.

"No. Look... there is nothing going on with us. You're my best friend. And I wouldn't ruin it," Esmè said.

***
Tom smiled as Aimee walked into the staffroom. He looked at her. "How did it go?" He asked as he pulled her into his arms.

"She told me that she only slept with Max once. And that he's been chasing her. I just.. I don't know. My head feels messy," Aimee said.

Tom kissed her. He held her close. "We have to focus on us. Okay? Me and you. That's all I want in my future. And maybe some blonde hair, brown eyed babies."

Aimee grinned and kissed him. The kiss got more passionate until Max walked in. "This is a staffroom. Not a knocking shop."

Aimee rolled her eyes. "You weren't complaining when it was me and you were you?" She spat.

Max smirked. "Why so hostile? Is Tom jealous because he knows I had you first? I will always be the one who touched you first."

Tom rolled his eyes. "I had Esmè first. And she still doesn't even want you,"he spat.

"Oh my god. This is stupid. This isn't a competition to see who had who first. Just grow up," Aimee said as she turned and walked off.

***
Aimee sat outside and sighed. Esmè sat down next to her. "I know you don't believe me about Max. But seriously, I only slept with him once. That's a promise."

"I do believe you. Everything is just a mess right now."

Aimee sat there and sighed. But she had no idea how things were about to get more and more complicated.