I slept over Grayson's since it was a Friday night. The next morning I woke up and walked to the restroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and I felt it coming. I quickly put the toilet lid up and my vomit came out.
"Fuck" was all I thought.
"GRAYSON" i yelled.
He quickly came in the restroom and looked at me.
"We didn't use protection last night" I whispered a tear rolling down my face.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck" he said walking towards me.
"Stay here. Cameron always keeps 2 pregnancy test in her room just in case let me go get them." he said and ran over to Cameron's room.
What if I was pregnant? I'm 16 years old. I can't have a baby. A minute later Grayson came with a pregnancy test.
"Here" he said and handed it to me.
I did as the box said to. After 3 minutes I looked at the test and it was negative.
"Oh thank God" I whispered.
I cleaned everything up and brushed my teeth because my breath was gross.
15 days later I went to the doctor just in case. I wasn't pregnant. Thanks to God. But that wont stop me from having more sex with Grayson.
