Pregnant by my step brother

'Fucking bastard' she thought.

"Excuse me but it takes T.WO people" she said,holding up two fingers "to make a baby. You're acting like i humped myself or something"

Selena Gomez. A girl who managed to crack a wise joke about anything,no matter the situation. Sometimes, and in this case, it wasn't even to make other people laugh. It's simply to point out something that needed to be pointed out.

"Stop being such a bitch,Selena" he said, rolling his eyes.

This is Taylor Lautner. Hometown hottie, football captain and every teenage girl of London's dream. Well every girl but Selena. Since his father was very wealthy, Taylor was well known by about every gal in the city.

"Call me whatever you want, but just know that you DO have a part in this" Selena said,glaring at the gorgeous boy in front of her.

"I'm not an idiot,I know that" he said,rolling his eyes once again.

"Then what are you yelling at me for?" Selena asked,her voice raising and squeaking at the end. Her throat was already sore from all the yelling. Good thing her mother was on a businness trip.

"BECAUSE YOU'RE FUCKING PREGNANT!" He shrieked at her,making her cringe.

"And whose fault IS that?! Can you PLEASE just LEAVE?! I have a bloody headache!" Her British accent standing out as she rubbed her temples,desperate to get rid of her growing headache.

"And whose fault is that?" he said, in a clearly mocking tone,though this didn't make any sense.

"Yours,idiot. EVERYTHING IS YOUR FUCKING FAULT! NOW PLEASE,GET THE FUCK OUT!" She hollered once again,wincing at her own words,because of her pounding headache.

"Pregnant women are such a pain in the ass" He mumbled,glaring at her again. "I will talk about this with you later.When does your mum come back again?"

"In two days" She sighed,closing her eyes.

"Okay. Later. Oh and try not to kill the baby in the meantime" He smirked at her before walking out of Selena's house in Chiswick.

Selena groaned in pure frustation. She was famous at school for being clumsy. There wasn't a week that had gone by that hadn't included her tripping or bumping into someone or hitting someone's face with the door.

The 18 year old made her way upstairs,wincing at the slightest noise her feet made against the staircase of her Victorian home.

When she finally entered her bedroom,Selena immediately collapsed on her king side bed,wanting more than anything,to fall asleep.

But she just couldn't. Questions were flowing through her mind. 'What was she gonna do?' 'Would she tell her mum so soon?' 'Would she tell her 2 best friends?' 'Should she have an abortion?'

She felt guilty at having the very though of killing an innocent child. It wasn't the baby's fault. It was Taylor's. And,she had to admit,partly hers. Plus she didn't think she could do it. Only 2 weeks far along, she was already attached to her future child.

Selena just couldn't get rid of the thought that an actual human being was growing inside of her. How could she be so careless? So stupid? So teenager-like?! And most of all, how could she be dumb enough to sleep with no one than the one and only,Taylor Lautner?

The next day, Selena woke up with yet again a tear stained face. She, still in her sweatshirt and heart boxers her usual choice for pajamas, made her way downstairs and raided through her fridge to find nothing that would satisfy her.