One Night

Chapter 14: One Fact

**TWO WEEKS LATER........*******

RONNY POV

Things were going really well with Xo. She was funny and sweet, sexy and sassy. I loved spending time with her and she loved listening to every story I told her, her eye focusing on mine. However I felt like I always talked about me and never about her. She always tried to avoid the subject or ask me a question instead. I wanted to change that and I was planning on it. 

I pulled up to her apartment and headed up the stairs, knocking on the door. She emerged a moment later, looking adorable with her hair tied in a messy bun, gym shorts, and a t-shirt with her round stomach poking out. She stepped out and I bent down and kissed her on the temple. "Why the long face?" I asked her as we headed outside. "I look like a cow!" She wailed, tears on her face. Hormones I'm sure because she's not really a cryer. I tried not to chuckle at how ridiculous yet adorable she was. I pulled her into me, wrapping my arm around her shoulders, her head tucked into the crook of my neck. I kissed her hair softly. "You look beautiful as always." I told her. She wiped her eyes, "Really?" She asked. I smiled at her and nodded. She laughed softly, "I'm sorry, these hormones." She explained as we got in the car. 

Today we decided to go to the movies, she begged me to see this romantic comedy with her. When we arrived at the movies she immediately headed to the concession stand. Her eyes lit up when she saw the chocolate. She greedily bit the chocolate while I paid. We then headed to theater ten, hand in hand. "Can I have some of that?" I asked her. Instead of answering me she took a piece of the chocolate and put it in my mouth. I smiled at her and held the door open as we got into the large theater. 

The theater was packed with teenage girls, women, and a few bored looking guys who had been dragged like me. As soon as the lights turned down, I threw an arm around her and she leaned in and rested her head on me. 

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After the movie ended, we headed out, her babbling romantically about the cheesy movie we had just watched. We were almost at the door when something stopped us. "Xo?" Someone called behind us. I swear I could feel her tense up. We then turned around to the person who called for her. It was a guy I had never seen before. He was fairly short, with styled brown hair, dark narrow eyes, and a nose that curved. "Axel!" She greeted the man, dropping my hand to let him hug her. "Look at you!" He said eyeing her up and down. "You're glowing, beautiful as always." Axel told her. She blushed, and looked down self-consciously. "How far along are you?" He asked her. "A little over 5 months." She answered shortly. He looked surprised, "Wow. Xo Triesta, pregnant. When we were in the Robinson Ho-" He was cut off by Xo, "This is my boyfriend Ronny." She introduced, looking up at me. There was something going on here that I would need to ask her about later. He looked up at me, "Hey I'm Axel. Xo's...childhood friend." He mustered. "Ronny," I introduced back, shaking hands with him. 

Axel then turned back to Xo, "Well I should probably get going but you look great. Nice seeing you." He said, waving goodbye. As soon as he was gone, she tugged my hand and started power walking out. 

"Who was that?"I asked immediately. "Axel? Just an old friend." She answered simply. "Well how did you know him?" I persisted. "Don't be jealous Ron." She answered tiredly. "I'm not, it's just I don't know anything about you." I said. "You know plenty about me, we're having a baby together for christ's sake." She interjected. "I've told you everything about me. My childhood, secrets, past, fears, everything! Whenever I try to ask you a question about you, you either change the subject or avoid it like you are trying to do now." I said. 'I am not," She defended. "Yes you are." I told her, 'now where did you know him from?" I reasked her. She sighed, trying to soothe herself, "We lived together when I was 15 until I was 17 in the Robinson home." She answered me. I didn't understand, "What's the Robinson home?" I asked. "A foster home." Xo answered, looking up at me ashamedly. "The reason I don't talk about myself is because there is nothing good to tell, I don't have these witty stories and fun pasts like you. My life has been much more complicated then that." She said. 

I grabbed her hand, and cupped her cheek with the other, "Tell me about it." I asked.