I woke up in a panic. It was just a dream. Just a dream. I got ready for real this time. We went to the doctors. I didn't have cancer. We got home and we were relaxing. Me and Dylan have been together for 7 and a half months now. We love each other to death. We were laying in bed one day...
"Sophia?"
"Yeah?"
"Have you had any idea where this relationship is going?"
"I just figured id let it go where it wants."
"Have you had sexual thoughts?"
"Um what do you mean?"
"Like have you thought about me doing this..?" He started rubbing me down there.
"N-no I hadn't."
He started kissing my neck. I gave a soft moan. It went on from there. (Yes we had sex DONT JUDGE ME.) One month later I got a pregnancy test. I did what it told me to. I waited the time. I saw the two lines. Positive.
