Hanging With The Bad Boys (Edited)

Chapter 44- A Pregnancy Test?

November

Brandon's POV

Weeks have passed since Ana and I dated at the beach. We've gone out a few times and hung out with the guys, but my work and training keep me from seeing her much in the evenings.

As I walk to the school entrance, Nikki approaches me, looking worried.

"Meet me at the girls' locker room after training. I need to tell you something," she says hurriedly before walking away.

Stephanie gives me a warm smile as she comforts Nikki. I spot Ana laughing with Gregory and feel a surge of frustration. Gregory is a nice guy but only talks to Ana and Arlene; girls are always vying for his attention.

I walk over, and Ana hugs me. "I really miss you. Next time you're working, I'll come spend time with you."

I nod and take her to the janitor's closet, where we kiss. "Nothing will come between us, Ana," I assure her, and she looks into my eyes, nodding.

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Anastasia's POV

I enter class smiling, and Justin points at my swollen lips.

I shrug and sit between him and Luke.

"Looks like you and Brandon were up to something. Don't worry, I won't spill, but I expect something in return," he whispers.

Rolling my eyes, I ask, "What do you want?"

He smirks. "Free pizza for the rest of the year."

I sigh, "Fine, free pizza," and he smiles.

The teacher arrives and starts the lesson. With final exams in a few weeks, I'm already prepared, being the nerd that I am.

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Lunchtime

Brandon looks distracted, poking at his food.

"Everything okay?" I ask, snapping him back to reality.

He nods, but Justin glares at him without saying anything. Nikki watches our table with a worried expression, focused on Brandon.

"I have a bad feeling something happened during the Halloween party, but I can't remember what," Arlene says, frowning.

"Brandon, please eat something," I urge, and he sighs, opening his mouth. I feed him while the boys roll their eyes, and Jordan makes gagging noises.

Carlos breaks the silence. "I believe we'll do well on our project, Anne," I nod; we've worked hard on it.

Jack calls Brandon, and he gets up, kissing me and mumbling, "I'll see you later, okay?"

I nod.

When he leaves, Luke says, "Something's off. Don't you guys feel it?"

We all nod; it has to do with Brandon and Nikki.

I sit down in the lab. The teacher announces the results:

"Juliet and Daniel, a C+."

"James and Cherry, a B."

"Blake and Isabel, an F because you were doing something other than the project."

Everyone snickers, and Isabel blushes. The teacher continues.

"Carlos and Anastasia, an A. Excellent job."

We high-five each other as the teacher calls out more results, then we settle in for the lecture.

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Brandon's POV

After practice, Nikki and I are the last ones left.

"Come with me to the restroom," she says, and I sigh, following her.

I wait outside the stalls, texting on my phone. A few minutes later, she emerges holding a stick.

"Look at this," she says, placing it on the sink.

I glance at it; it reads "positive." Confused, I ask, "What is that?"

She mumbles, "A pregnancy test."

I gasp, "What?!"

She screams, "A f*cking pregnancy test, Brandon! I'm pregnant!"

Panic sets in. What will I do about Ana? Her father would kill me.

"How long have you known?" I ask.

She looks down. "Since last week. You're the father; you're the only one I slept with at the party." I sigh.

"I thought you were on birth control," I mutter.

"I missed one. I didn't know you'd be reckless," she cries.

"I was drunk, Nikki! How could I have known?" I snap, storming out of the restroom, her shouting after me.

I unlock my car and speed off, needing time to think. Nikki is pregnant, and I can't let Ana know—not until I confirm Nikki's story. I drive to Jack's house; I can't face Ana right now.

I park and knock. Blake opens the door.

"I'm in deep trouble," I tell them.

Blake lets me in, and I explain everything.

"You're in a mess," Jack says. "I wouldn't want to be in your shoes."

"What should I do? I don't want to be with Nikki; I love Ana," I reply.

Jack suggests, "Tell Nikki to get an abortion. No one has to know."

"What if she wants to keep it?" I ask.

"Good luck, mate. Ana's friends will kill you if they find out," Jack warns, and I gulp.

I get a text from Ana.

Baby: Hi Brandy, want to come over? I'm bored.

Me: I'd love to, but I'm busy.

Baby: Oh, okay. Tomorrow then?

Me: I have to work tomorrow evening.

Baby: You barely have time for me. Are you cheating? You said nothing would come between us.

Me: I'm not.

It's a lie; Nikki complicates everything.

Baby: Okay, see you tomorrow, love you.

Me: Love you too.

My heart breaks at the thought of hurting Ana. It's only a matter of time.

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