I Got the Virgin Pregnant.

23. Sleeping Together

HEYO!!!!!

I have just been introduced to spotify yes I'm super late to the party but hey I at least made it.

THXS FOR THE VOTES!

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That Night

Manny lead me up the stairs of his giant house. His hand was grabbed tightly onto mine as we squeezed past people. I'm almost sure I got some people full of puke on the way.

But I'm a non fuck giver ... so take that. I can practically rule a rebellion now.

wow carson.

We walked down his long hallway, crowds of people grinding and dancing together. This hallway felt never ending, like a hot sweaty tunnel we were never escaping.

Manny opened his bedroom door letting me in first. He shut the door behind him, scaring me. But you know he was probably just closing it for privacy purposes. You know for me. Since he's lending me some type of clothing.

"Uh. Nice room." I compliment. Manny smiles slipping off his prince charming jacket off revealing his muscles in a plain white tee. "You okay Carson?" Manny asks approaching me softly. My heart began to beat fast. "W-What do you mean?" I attempted to joke with the song, aha. No. Serious manner.

"Carson." Manny looks me dead in the eye. "No. I'm not." I sigh planting myself on his bed. Manny nods sitting next to me. He grabs my hand placing it in his. "Tell me." he whispers.

So I spill. From the beginning to Brody, two whole years back. To now with Liam. And my pregnancy. And how it happened. And the encounter with my dad. And Liam meeting my mom. Me and Liam connecting deeper then just friends. Karen Pipers. Taco Bell. The jersey. Chelsea. The Curse. Our kiss. Obviously in order or else words would just sorta be coming out of my mouth.

Manny sat there and listened reacting with my story. Compassionate about it. And understanding. I explained my feelings for Liam and looked down a little disappointed but he understood which was great.

"I really like him and seeing him here with Karen, hurt me." I felt those pregnancy emotions come suddenly. Manny wrapped his arm around and i felt little sobs come from out of me.

I never wore make up but when I do decide to through on a little concealer, mascara and eyeliner I cry?

Yay me.

I wipe my eyes my makeup awfully smudging. "I promise I'm not usually like this. Especially over a guy." I sniffle.

Manny nodded. "I get you carson. I get it. Go get washed up and I promise I'll be here for you when you come back." He handed me a white long t-shirt and a pair of his boxers. I took them and nodded. I completely forgot I was covered in vomit. Even though I smelled like spoiled food.

Almost like a spoiled....

HOT DOG.

ok i needed that joke i am not the happiest gal right now.

I headed towards the bathroom the shower beginning to run.

I needed one of these.

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I came from out of the bathroom looking completely natural. The way nature put me in this world. No make up, No dressing up, and no hairstylist.

Manny sat on the bed seeming to be waiting for me, like he promised. I smiled at him softly feeling a wash of a relief come over me.

He kept that promise to me. He stayed with a pathetic little girl who was crying over guy who happened to also smell absolutely horrifying instead of going back to the party of the year. The one he was hosting.