A Jacob Sartorius Lovestory

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I dashed to the car where Jarangelinopa was waiting for me. I opened the door frantically and got in. She looked at me with a worried look. "So," she began.

"I-I-I'm pregnant. There's a little Rolf inside of me," I stated, already making myself feel better. Even if I was pregnant as a teen, at least it is with Jacob fucking Sartorius's child. Even if he wants to leave me, I'll just have a miniature version of him cooking in my belly. I smiled fondly at the thought rascal biting his lip and doing body rolls in my tummy.

"Oh my god, Katie. What are you going to do? Are you okay? Wait, why are you smiling," she questioned me.

"I'm great, Jarangelinopa. I'm absolutely 100% great. I am pregnant with Jacob Sartorius's child! I've always wanted to be a mother, even if Jacob doesn't want to be a father, I'll never be alone now that I have this little fella," I said as I rubbed my stomach, despite there being no bump.

"OMG this is lit as hell, Katie! Where to now my d00d?" 

"I think you know the way, Jarangelinopa, I think you know the way," I said happily, as she gave me a knowing smile. JarJar zoomed down the freeway to Jacob's house. We arrived in a matter of minutes and I thanked her for the ride. I hopped out of the motherfucking Porsche and ran up the steps to Jacob's door. I rung the doorbell and a minute passed before he opened the door. 

He was as stunning as ever. His red bandana tied upon his head perfectly complimented the red long-sleeve polo he was wearing. He looked like a sexy tomato, and I couldn't believe I had his kin in my tum tum. 

"Katie, bb, I missed you so much! I am so sorry for running out on you that night, I forgot to do the dishes and I didn't want Mom to take away internet privileges again," He said sweetly.

"Well, papi, there's something important I need to tell you. We should probably sit down for this."