Why me?

Chapter 8

Oliver's POV
After the two minutes was up, I looked down at the test. Not believing what I was seeing, I reached down and picked up the test. No way! It couldn't be! I'm not pregnant! But sure enough, the damn thing said that I was. No, no, no, this was not happening. It had to be a dream, that was the only explanation. But even as I was trying to convince my self, I knew it was real. There were to many coincidences. I dropped the test and fell to the floor. Pulling my knees to my chest, I lay there curled in a ball, trying desperately to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill over. Kayla knocked on the door. "Ollie? Are you okay? What's it say?" I didn't answer, just simply unlocked and opened the door. As soon as I saw Kayla looking at me in concern I snapped. Sobbing I threw myself into her arms causing her to stumble. She understood right away and gently patted my back. "Oh honey. It'll be okay. But just to clarify. This is Luke's baby, isn't it?" I nodded and took a step back. "What if he doesn't want it? My parents will disown me and I am not giving this baby up." I asked biting my lip and bursting into tears again. Kayla pulled me into a hug again. "Listen we'll go back to school and talk to him and if he doesn't want it you can live with me. Sound good?" I nodded slowly and wiped away the last of my tears. We separated and started walking back outside to the car. On our way to school Kayla suddenly turned to face me with a smile. "What?" I questioned, tilting my head to the side. "Well it just occurred to me that you're going to be a mom." I groaned, but couldn't keep the smile off my face as I reached down and rubbed my stomach. Kayla grinned at my actions and I blushed but continued to rub my stomach anyway. We got back at lunch and were immediately greeted by Denver who was also in our grade. "What happened to you Ollie? I was worried sick." He gasped out and I felt myself panicking. You see unlike with Kayla, I had no idea as to where Denver stood with gays. Kayla sending my dilemma, stepped in between us. "Don't worry it was just something he ate. I just took him to a doctor. He said he'll be fine." I nodded in agreement and silently thanked Kayla. The rest of the day flew by without any other complications. The final bell rang and I knew that I would now have to face Luke. Out of everything that had happened recently, facing Luke was by far the hardest thing that I could do. If he rejected me it would break my heart and I would turn rogue or even die. Losing him would be the worst possible thing that could happen to me. I walked out of the classroom dreading what was to come. Kayla ran up to me and gave me a quick hug. "It'll be fine. He loves you, so don't worry about it okay?" I nodded and we walked side by side to the front entrance. As soon as I walked out the door I could hear the whispering and I immediately spotted Luke leaning against his car which just so happened to be a black and blue Lamborghini. I could feel the stares as everyone's focus was on Luke. Standing beside Kayla and I was our school's most popular girl, Amy Bridge. "Omg! Is that Luke Watson?" She gasped out. Luke who had been scanning the students exiting the building, froze the moment his gaze landed on me. His bored look immediately turned into a smile and he started to walk towards me. "He's coming this way! He must like me or something." Amy squealed. Kayla glared at her but I rolled my eyes at her. He's my mate so he won't pay her much attention. I swallowed my uncertainties, held my head high and walked drawers to meet him. Amy rushed forward and stopped right in front of Luke. "Hey. I'm Amy. Can I help you with something?" She said while batting her eyes at him. I snickered as he pushed past her completely ignoring her and walked up to me. Wrapping his arms around me, he whispered quietly in my ear. "I missed you babe." I smiled and looked up at him. "I missed you too baby." He grinned and gave me a quick kiss. Amy came up behind us not believing that a cute popular idol had just blown her off for the average boy of our school. "What do you want with him? I'm obviously a lot more interesting and pretty then him." She spoke haughtily.  Luke tensed and I could feel the irritation radiating off him. This was not going to end well.