Lucy's POV
I roll over in bed, pulling the blanket farther over my body. My hand touches another body and I shoot up. I wasn't wrapped in the usual blanket that was in my bed, I wasn't even in my own bed. I rub my eyes making sure I'm not hallucinating when I see my TV husband and best friend, Ian Harding, sleeping next to me. I find my clothes on the floor and quickly throw them on. I scrambled around trying to find anything that belonged to me. Ian slept through all of this although I could tell I was making a lot of noise. After I thought I had everything of mine, I grabbed my car keys that lay on the kitchen counter and headed out the door. I drove away fast. My head was pounding from the hang over and I felt like I was going to throw up. If what I think happened happened, I don't what I'm going to do. I sped over to Ashley's house since it was the closest. I wrapped my Goose jacket around my body and ran to the door, knocking on it until she answered.
"Luc, I love you but what the hell!" She moans, rubbing her eyes.
I pushed past her, running my hands through my hair.
"I think I screwed up" I say. "I need to know everything that you know about last night"
"Okay..." Ashley starts, looking at me suspiciously.
We sit down on her couch.
"So after we left set, we all went to a bar. Everyone was hanging out and having too many drinks. Everyone was a little tipsy. Ian drunk the most and you said you'd take him home and get him sobered up. Then everyone went their sesperate ways. That's the last time I saw you two"
I run my hands through my hair again and sigh.
"Why did something happen?" She asks.
"I don't know" I say, tears running down my cheeks.
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I walk through the doors of the restaurant that everyone was meeting at for Troian's birthday dinner two days later. I slid into my spot next to Troian, giving her a hug.
"Happy birthday T" I say and she smiles.
I hear a bunch of voices coming towards us and I pick Ian's voice out from the crowd. I turn to face him and it comes back all at once.
"Ian!" I say, trying to hold onto his body as I push him through the door.
To say he was little drunk was an understatement.
"Gooseeeeee" He calls, plopping down on the couch.
"Ian you need to go upstairs and get some sleep" I go into his kitchen and get him a glass of water.
"I don't want to sleep. I want to partyyyy" He jumps off the couch, runs past me and grabs some beer.
"Ian you're so drunk" I roll my eyes but i can't help but laugh inside.
"Here have a drink" He pops the top off the bottle and hands it to me.
I know I shouldn't since I'm the one that's supposed to be helping him but I do. I chug down the bottle as Ian chants giddily. The next thing I knew, we were both sitting in the corner crying.
"I can't believe it's over!" I wailed, drinking out of the fifth bottle.
Ian had to have been on his tenth of the night but I was really dizzy so I wasn't sure.
"Goose, I've been wanting to tell you this for awhileeeee" He starts, slurring his words. "I like youuu. No, I love youuuu"
My eyes get wide. "I love you too Iannnn"
He smashes his lips onto mine and I hold onto his face. He pulls my shirt over my head and I giggle.
It was true. Everything I thought had happened did. I slept with Ian.
"Goose!" Ian calls, pulling me into a hug.
"Hey Ian!" I say, faking my smile but he didn't notice.
He plops down in the seat next to me and starts talking to everyone. He was lively and happy and the thought that we slept together didn't seem to be on his mind.
"Hey Luc, can we talk?" He asks and I gulp.
"Sure" I say and he leads me outside.
"So the other night at the bar..." He starts and it takes all my strength not to burst into tears.
"I don't remember anything. I woke up the next working with a wicked hangover and my only memory was of a girl. Did you see me leave with anyone?"
Oh my gosh. He doesn't know. He doesn't remember it was me.
"Um, no. You left by yourself" I lie, trying to act like I was thinking. "You said you were going right home"
"I thought I'd be weird to ask anyone else because the girl and I slept together. You're the only one I can trust to tell that to"
My heart melts into a puddle and I know I should tell him but the words won't come out.
"Thanks for the help, Goose. Let's get back to dinner" He says, opening the doors and stepping inside.
I nod although he wasn't watching me anymore.
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Ian came over mostly everyday, trying to find out who the "mystery" girl was. I don't know why he cared so much but he did. I debated on telling him all the time but chickened out. How could you just tell someone that? Especially your best friend. After about two months, he stopped worrying about the girl and moved on with his life. I thought that I wasn't going to tell him ever. It would just ruin our friendship but one thing happened and I couldn't hide this from him now. So I called and told him to come over.
"Hey Ian" I said, opening my front door and letting him inside.
"Hey" He walks inside. "You said you wanted to talk"
"Yeah" I say, leading him to the living room.
"I'm pregnant"
"Pregnant? Wow" He says after a few seconds.
"Yeah, I'm scared" I look into his blue eyes.
"What about the father? Won't he help?" He questions and I shake my head.
"The father doesn't even know"
"When were you planning on telling him?" He asks
"Now" I bite my lip
"Now as in after you see me?" He says
"No, as in right this second" I run my hands through my hair, scared at his reaction.
"Me? No. We never..." He trails off.
"We did. That night after the bar"
"That was you?" He asks.
"Yeah" I reply
"And you've known all the time?" He asks and I nod.
"You knew I've been trying to put together the pieces about that night and you knew. You knew all along? Why would you keep this a secret?!"
"I was scared!" I shouted.
"Scared of what?!" He shouts back.
"Scared of what it might do to us! If you remembered, it would change everything. Everything!" I take deep breathes trying to get the words out.
"Luc" He starts
"No, we wouldn't be best friends anymore. We'd just be two people with a baby" I say.
"Lucy don't say that" He says.
"Say what! You know it's true. Don't stand here and tell me nothing is going to change" He was standing up now and so was I.
He's running his hands through his hair so I started talking again.
"So at the party, you seemed fine and didn't mention us. I could tell you didn't remember" I start.
"I didn't remember. I don't remember!" He shouts.
"And then I found out I was pregnant and you didn't even remember that night! I couldn't tell you that I was pregnant with your baby"
"I deserved to know" He says, crossing his arms.
"You know now"
"I mean way before" He replies.
"I'm scared, Ian. I'm really scared. How is this baby going to feel when it finds out the only reason they are on this earth is because of a one night stand?
"They won't care, knowing they have two parents that love them" He says.
"So you'll help?" I ask.
"Did you really think I wouldn't?" He asks
"No I wanted to believe that you would. I know you would. It's just I didn't think you'd want to be around me after I'd lied to you" I confess.
"Luc" He starts, pulling me into a hug where I cry into his shoulder. "It's going to be okay"
"Thanks, Ian" I say in between tears.
"I guess drunk Ian has a lot more guts than sober Ian" He says. "I couldn't build up the strength to tell you"
Everything that Ian had said when he was drunk was true. He had really meant it.
"I can't believe I was so drunk that I don't even remember our first kiss" He shakes his head.
"Maybe I can jog your memory" I say, smirking and smashing my lips onto his.
