Kian picked me up and carried me to his house.
" Woah what happened is she okay?" Jc asked.
" I think shes just drunk."
I closed my eyes and more tears fell out.
" Shes crying." Rickey looked at me.
Kian set me down on the couch and looked at me.
" Do you want to tell me what's wrong?" He softly asked.
I sniffled and shook my head no and got up from the couch into his room. I got changed into a pair of baggy sweatpants and a sweatshirt that was kians and fell into a tear filled sleep.
-------------------------------------------
*three days later*
I woke up and threw up several times. It was weird. I didn't even have a fever.
Whatever probably just something I ate.
I walked downstairs for something to eat. Olives. I want olives. That's weird i hate olives.
I took out a can and a spoon and started chowing down my olives. Yum.
" Morning." Kian walked down and gave me a kiss.
" Craving olives huh?"
" I guess so."
He laughed and started cooking up bacon.
Oh my god. It smells horrible. Holy shit!
I ran out of the room and threw up again.
Wait. Why is this happening?
Morning sickness, craving a certain food, disliking of the smell of meat. These were all signs that you were pregnant.
Oh no, im only 17!! I cant be pregnant.
What was the day? The 22? Im two days late from my period.
