Once You Hit 16 (Part 1) (Liz&Michael) - Request ★

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This is a Mizabeth chapter, which is Michael and Elizabeth. They have a 16 year old daughter called Avery. Enjoy :)

Avery's POVI'm in my bedroom with my boyfriend, Oliver

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Avery's POV
I'm in my bedroom with my boyfriend, Oliver. We're making out.

"I think my door is locked." I smile.

"Can I take your top off?" He asks, playing with my hair.

I nod. "Thank you for asking." I say.

He kisses down my neck while unzipping my hoodie. Once my top is off, he takes his t-shirt off. I reach for his belt.

"Are you sure about this?" Oliver asks.

"This isn't our first time, Ollie. I love you." I say, leaning in to kiss him.

"I love you too." He says.

I take his belt off. My bedroom door opens.

"What the hell?" Mom screams.

"Oh my god." Dad mutters, looking away.

"Shit!" I yell, covering us both with the duvet.

"Hi, Mrs Gillies. Hi, Mr Corcoran." Ollie says, awkwardly waving.

Timeskip

Dad made Ollie leave. I'm sat alone in the kitchen, and I can hear Mom and Dad's conversation upstairs.

"Babe, she was always going to grow up someday." Dad says.

"Why are you not more pissed off?" Mom asks.

"We would be lying if we both said we weren't having sex at 16." Dad says.

"Michael, that's not the point." Mom says.

It's quiet for a while and then Mom and Dad walk into the kitchen. I stand up.

"Avery, we can't punish you for having sex when you're old enough to make that decision and to make that decision sensibly." Mom says, standing opposite where I'm leaning against the kitchen counter.

"I didn't think we needed to say anything, sweetheart. But your Mom wants to give you the talk again." Dad says.

"No! Please, no!" I beg and he laughs.

"I wouldn't bother, your mother is a stern woman." Dad says.

"I'm right here." Mom rolls her eyes.

"Anyway, I won't make it any more awkward for you so I'm going upstairs." Dad smiles, kissing my head.

"Save yourself." I say and he laughs.

He kisses Mom and then leaves.

"Just get it over with." I say. "Side note, I'm not going to be able to look at you throughout this entire conversation." I say.

"This doesn't have to be embarrassing, Darling." Mom says.

"And you made it embarrassing." I say looking away.

"I'll make it quick." She says. "Avery, you're 16 and that is the legal age of consent in Georgia."

"I know this, Mom. You told me this when I was 10, and then again when I was 13 and got my first boyfriend." I sigh.

"Okay, I won't say anything. Your Dad and I only ever want you to be safe and happy." Mom says, putting a small make up bag in front of me.

"I assume it's not lipstick and mascara." I say, opening it. Inside are condoms and pregnancy tests. "Ew! Is this from your's and Dad's stash?" I cringe.

"Of course not, Avery. They're brand new, for you." Mom says.

"And these?" I ask, taking out the pregnancy tests.

"They...are from my stash." Mom says slowly.

"Are you trying to tell me something?" I ask.

Dad walks in.

"Avery, I'm pregnant." Mom says and Dad wraps his arms around Mom's waist.

"I'm going to be a big sister?!" I ask, finally looking at Mom.

She nods, smiling.

"That's- Congratulations!" I smile, getting up and hugging them both.

"Thank you, sweetheart." Dad smiles.

"I'm really excited! I always wanted a baby sibling!" I say.

"We're very excited too." Mom smiles.

"Please don't tell me I was in the house when it was conceived." I say, looking between them.

"You weren't, don't worry." Dad laughs.

"Remember a few months ago, we sent you to Ariana's for the weekend." Mom says.

"Which was the best punishment ever, by the way." I say and they laugh.

"We had to think of a reason to send you out for a couple of days." Mom says and I laugh.

"Where's the bump?" I ask looking at Mom's stomach.

"There's a very small bump at the moment." Mom says, putting her hands on her stomach.

"Do you wanna know the sex?" Dad asks.

"Gross! It's bad enough Mom giving me the talk! I do not want to know about how you two made a baby, thank you very much!" I rant.

"The sex of the baby, Avery." Mom says.

"Oh." I say. "Then yes please." I say and they laugh.

"You're having." Mom starts. "A baby brother!"

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