unique lovers<3

chapter 6 part 1: lets ride

it's been all day i've been phoning Ian and still no answer, i decided to have a sleepover with debs as she was getting older and more mature, turns out maybe too mature..

"promise you won't freak?"she asked.

i looked over at her "mh-mm i guess that depends"

"i-i'm pregnant"she blurted out.

"what the fu- debs are you sure?"i asked.

"yep, Fiona's trying to make me have an adoption and now trying to get Lip to talk me out of having it.."

"shit debs, are you sure that's what you want?"i asked. shortly after this conversation we fell asleep peacefully until.

"morning"Fiona said walking in and sitting down onto the bed, Debbie sat up and just ignored her.

"are you sure you're pregnant?"Fiona asked.

I then watched as Debbie got up, "did you-did you take a pregnancy test?"Fiona then asked, again no answer from Debbie.

"we'll go buy one today"Fiona said standing up watching Debbie brush her hair.

"i want to have a baby."she finally turned around and said, i quickly got up and walked to Ian's room as i was just sitting here watching awkwardly, they then both walked into the bathroom yelling as i pulled a pillow over my head trying to block the noise out.
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i wake up in Ian's bed to see my phone ringing, i read as it said Ian, omg ian?

"hello?!"i said quickly answering it, there was no answer so i recalled his number,

"hey mads"he said, i let out a sigh of relief.

"where are you?"i asked him.

"outside you house"he said, i quickly ended the phone and ran to my house, he was sat on my porch steps, he looked over at me.

"where have you been?"i said out of breath

"with my mom"

"you okay?"i asked.

"i hate the meds. you gonna make me take 'em?"he asked.

"you get nuts when you don't Ian"

"are you gonna want to be with me even if i don't?"he asked.

i let out a sigh.

"you used to love me. now you don't even know who i am, shit i don't know who i am half the time, you don't owe me anything"he said getting up.

"i love you, Ian"i said.

"what the hell does that even mean?"

"it means we take care of each other"i explained.

"i don't want you sitting around, worrying , watching me waiting for me to do my next crazy shit"he said tearing up a little.

"it means thick and thin, good times, bad, sickness health, all that shit"i said.

"you gonna marry me, are we gonna go down to the courthouse in a tux and dress, like a couple of oldies?"he asked.

"fuck you."i said with disappointment.

"no thanks i've already done that"he said starting to walk away.

"what the hell is wrong with you?"i asked.

"too much!too much is wrong with me that's the problem isn't it? too much is wrong with me and you can't do anything about that you can't change it, you can't fix me, cause i'm not broken i don't need to be fixed, okay? i'm me!"he said starting to cry.