When I get into my car I put the keys in and pull out of the drive way. While driving to school, I think about the last time Nash and I had a conversation, or was in 9th grade after homecoming
*Flash back*
"Nash, I had a great night with you." I say shyly
"Me too." He replies
Nash walks me to the door and leans in. I follow his lead and then I felt a brush against my lips. We kissed! I smiled and we opened the door to my house and we went up to my room. He stripped of my dress and I unbuttoned his shirt. Everything was perfect.
*next morning*
"Nash wake up." I say jumping on top of him.
"I'm up babe." he says grabbing my butt. I smile and then suddenly feel a wave of nausea. My stomach lurched and I threw up all over Nash. Oh my god I'm pregnant. I run to the bathroom and pee on one of my moms tests. It comes back negative. Thank god, it must have been from all of the food. All I could think of now was the guy in the next room who took my virginity, and was covered in my vomit.
*flashback over*
My thoughts were interrupted when out of the corner of my eye I saw a car slam into me.
Everything went black.
