Adison's POV:
My period was supposed to arrive a week ago and quite frankly I haven't talked to Shawn since the incident. Not being able to find a condom wrapper made the possibility of being pregnant all too real. I pushed my problems to the side for 3 days, everything being in a panic and blur, didn't think straight, and completely forgot the option of the morning after pill. The whole thing makes me want to slap my head on a table, how could I be so stupid.
I shouldn't be sitting here trying to forget that I may or may not have a baby inside me, but instead I should call shawn, drag my butt to a drugstore, and pick up some pregnancy tests.
He must be hurt, having me sleep with him, freaking out in the morning, and then losing almost all contact outside of a couple of text messages.
We were drunk, I write down a couple more sentences to the essay me and shawn are supposed to be writing together about romeo and Juliet, I was stupid, he was stupid, the whole thing was stupid.
The text tone of the phone goes off again, breaking my convoluted train of thought, causing me to regret the fact of looking at the screen...
Shawn: Adison please just call me, talk to me, I'm so scared.
"So am I," I whisper, as if he can hear me talk, I wish he could, because all of this would be much easier if I didn't have to hear his voice or see his face after I told him that I was supposed to get my period.
Against all of my anxiety filled thoughts towards this situation I type in my passcode and click on our conversation so we can actually get somewhere with this...
Adison: where do we go to talk?
I hit send and think if I should just call him or If I do want to see the beautiful face that has been keeping me up at night, me constantly wishing I had something that smelled like him to cuddle up to.
Adison: I really don't want to do this over the phone shawn, I need you here.
Delivered quickly turns to read as the speech bubble instantly pops up showing me that shawn is quickly typing away in response to my obscure messages.
Just as eager as I am.
The swoosh signals me that I have gotten his response, the notification makes me want to scream out of anticipation...
Shawn: at this point I don't care, your house, my dorm, wherever is comfortable for you.
"That's sweet," I say to myself, a smile playing across my face. I figured since he let me see into some of his personal life I should do the same for him, break down my walls and throw him the book of my life and plead him to not get lost in it.
Adison: my house.
I quickly type back sighing, my thumbs shaking from being so nervous.
Adison: 1329 AddenBrooke Road, come tonight at 7, I need some time.
Hitting send was like the weight of the world being chucked off my shoulders, allowing me to breathe again. I guess I didn't realize how much I actually needed shawn, how much I craved his touch and his presence.
I make absolutely no sense for feeling this way for someone that it seems I just met.
But I feel as if I've known him for forever.
________________________________________~ha ha ha lord I want to kick myself :')
~LEAH
