The Tale Of The Brit And The Bad Boy

The Very Cherry Epilogue

Cherry POV

"Erm, oh gosh, oh gosh, I am so dead" I walked round in circles. I've been panicking for the past half hour.

Hawaii was fun, I finished my exams, Gabs and Austin are very happy, I'm turning eighteen and have a wonderful - but an idiot, boyfriend.

Okay that makes no sense.

I have an annoying fucked up in his cocky ass head boyfriend.

I got into a good collage and surprisingly so did Brett. I'm so glad I took the time to actually study, the Cherry a year ago would've whacked me on the head for studying and not having fun.

And now we have a problem.

"Cherry cheeks! IM HERE! WHATS THE PROBLEM?!?" Brett came bursting through my door. I had a pregnancy test because, the last night in Hawaii was the night me and Brett got naughty. And yes it was very fun but I don't wanna go into detail. Mainly because my mind is dirty and many comments that I would regret thinking later would come out.

I am so stupid but happy, but still so, so stupid!

"Okay, one second" I rushed into the bathroom, locked the door. Looked myself in the mirror. Time for some face to face Cherry Self Therapy.

"Okay Cherry, the last time you did this, you were angry at him, now you're happy and have to tell him, just show him the test. You can do this a - okay I need to throw up" I did whatever nature demanded me to do, and went back to the mirror.

"This is good news, if he doesn't except it - yeah he would he loves kids! Okay three two one go!...okay one more second pep talk-" I took a deep breath"-just tell him and he would jump into my arms like Flynn Ryder and Rapunzel" six words. What has my life gotten to?

I walked out of the bathroom, Brett chilling on my bed, stroking Doughnut.

"Doughnut come here munchkin!" She came running to me. I carefully sit on my bean bag chair, with Doughnut in my lap.

"Brett I'm-"

"You're pregnant, and yes I am very happy, but come on if you're pep talking yourself in the mirror, try be a little more quiet to save the embarrassment" there was a huge grim on his face.

He came running to me and we hugged.

"Gosh, Cherry cheeks, you're awfully strong for a pregnant girl" he squeaked out. I laughed and let go.

"And you're meant to be strong, I don't even go gym!"

"Yeah yeah, whatever" he flipped me off, but you can still see the huge smile on his face.

"I'm gonna be a dad, you're gonna be a mum, and that's gonna be our child, I love you cheeky fudge ball" he said. He was hugging me now and kissed the top of my head.

"I love you too Bretty boo - ew no forget I said that, that's an awful nickname - love you too Brett" he laughed, and kissed my nose.

"We love Berry too!" We heard party poppers and a tambourine (yes, a tambourine). In Brett's room stood, Luke, Anna, Caleb, Greg, Julie, Jake, Justin, Tammy, Ash and Greg's cat Fluffy.

"How did you guys get in my room?" Brett asked, still hugging me to his chest.

"I stole your key from your pocket yesterday!" Jake shouted.

"Idiot, you're too feminine for that, I stole the key!" Luke whacked him on the head.

"And your mum let us in, we just wanted the news!"

"You told them I was giving you news?!?" I raised my voice. Brett let go of me and scratched his neck.

"About that...."