I was freaking out I was seven months pregnant, and I was worried the wedding dress wouldn't fit me. I went into the kitchen to cook my macaroni and cheese, the wedding was tomorrow and I was freaking out terribly. When the phone rang 'hello, its sally Williams speaking' there was a moment silence on the like 'hello sweetheart, how are you' I would recognise that croaky voice anywhere, it was my father. 'You, don't have to marry him, just because you're pregnant. Don't throw your life away sally; you can give the baby up for adoption'. I couldn't believe it, he refused to walk me down the altar and now he calling me a dad before the wedding to ask me not to marry the man I love. I just hung up the phone. And went to the room and looked at the mirror my tummy was huge; I still couldn't believe there was a human being growing inside of me. From now on, I will do what's best for my baby and me. That was why had to talk to Josh one more time. He came into the room, looking dashing in a denim jacket and jeans; he was going for his stag night celebrating his last night as a single man. 'Was someone on the phone?' I nodded as I pulled my shirt over my stomach. 'It was my dad. Everyone is happy for us, why can't he be happy. He's not even going to walk me down the aisle. Every fantasy I had about my wedding, my dad was always there happy for me, walking me down the aisle. I can't believe him doing this to me' I stopped at the moment at looked josh in the eye. 'And I'm sorry, but I can't stop thinking about the bet and everything. I say it again; you don't have to marrying me because I'm pregnant'.
Josh stretched out his hands and held me tenderly. 'Tomorrow is going to be the happiest day of our life. I'm marrying the woman I love, yes all my friends are telling me that I must be crazy for committing so young, but there is nothing I feel most confident about. You're my heartbeat and I can't spend my life without you. So screw you father and everyone else who doesn't agree with he marriage, I love you and tomorrow will be the happiest day of our life. I smiled excited. 'I'm so excited, I still can't believe I'm getting married it's like a dream. And I've found a wedding dress that doesn't make me look like an elephant' Josh laughed 'I can't wait to see you in your wedding dress. I'm off now' he took his keys and was heading out the door, 'By the way no skinny, skanky strippers, you are not allowed tonight to have too much fun' he looked at me at smirked 'Don't worry I will try to keep my hands off those gorgeous girls, even though this is the last night I can actually touch them' I threw a pillow at the door and he ran away.
I, Chloe, Ann and Rachael and Christy from school were gorgeously dress with a sexy black dress, and I had a long red dress with tiara on my head, anyway the others were, there is not much you can do to look gorgeous with a huge tummy, when the doorbell rang. I went to answer it. A six foot tall and extremely handsome young man stood the door, he looked about twenty, and he was clearly a male stripper in a policeman uniform. 'Did anyone call for the long arm of the law' he said he a sexy British ascent and I nearly fainted, but lucky Chloe caught me. Yes we did officer. And before I knew it, he was up on the table taking off his cloths and then he came down and was grinding and twisting on me. I almost had my baby right there. Chloe brought me up and we both swapped to I'm sexy and I know it by LMFAO. Ann got drunk almost immediately, and Chloe had so much alcohol she threw up in my living room floor, and then they gave me presents again, which were surprise, surprise more baby clothes. I danced and danced, suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my tummy but it went away after a few minutes and I thought nothing of it.
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A Player's Responsibility
Romance16 years old Sally Williams has always been in love with Josh Hutchinson, since she was a little girl but could never be with him because he was way out of her league and she is not his type as he is handsome, smart and funny, the jock of the school...