Lucaya One Shots

Pregnant part 1

LUCAS POV

"Pregnant?" I ask.

".... Yes, Lucas I am and it's yours," Maya answers, crying.

"But we used a condom the last time we had sex..." Lucas says.

"I know,  Lucas, but they don't always work," She replies, starting to cry more.

I take her in my arms in an effort to comfort her and try to calm her down. I rub her back and rest my head on top of hers.

"Don't cry, baby it's okay. I am going to be here for you and our baby every step of the way," I say.

I place a kiss on her forehead and continue to hold her in my arms.

"Lucas, I screwed up... I don't know what to do. Why am I such a mess all the time?"

I break our hug and look into her eyes.

"Babe, this is not your fault... if anything I am more to blame here"

She looks in my eyes and she looks so upset and I wish I could stop her tears and make her smile again. The only thing I could think to do is kiss her. I lean in and capture her lips with mine, cupping her face with one hand and running through her gorgeous blonde hair. Her lips move in sync with mine and then our lips part. When I opened my eyes, I saw the one thing I wanted to see more than anything in the world, Maya was smiling.

"Your smile is my favorite sight in the world," I tell her, causing her to smile even more, which makes me smile, "You are going to be okay... we are going to be okay, I will always be there for you, we are going to kick ass at parenting, Maya"

She laughs and snuggles into me.

"You know what we have to do... right?" Maya asks. My face goes white at the realization of what our next step in this pregnancy is. We have to tell the parents.

"The parents... we have to tell the parents....." I stutter, "They are going to kill us"

"Which ones should we tell first?"

"Let's just get mine out of the way first... they're right downstairs anyway" I hesitate.

Maya closes her eyes and inhales and exhales, "Ok... let's do this"

We walk downstairs to do the unthinkable.... we have to tell my parents I got Maya pregnant. I hold Maya's hand and lead her into the living room, where my parents are sitting on the sofa watching tv.

"Mom and dad, Maya and I need to talk to you," I start, "please don't be mad"

My mom and dad turn off the tv and lean forward with worried expressions on their faces.

"What is it, honey?" My mom asks.

Maya and I sit down and I tighten my grip on her hand because feeling her touch is the only thing keeping me even just a little bit calm.

"Well.... I'm just gonna come right out and say it..... Maya is.... pregnant," I tell them, trying to hold back tears. I turn to Maya and I see that she is crying again, so I wipe away tears from her face and wrap my arm around her, letting her head rest on my chest. I look up to my parents and disappointment overtook their faces.

"Lucas.... are you serious, honey?" My mom questions me.

"Yes, mom, I am," I reply.

"I am so disappointed in you, Lucas Friar, I mean, you're 17 I knew you were going to have sex.... I just thought you would be responsible and use protection," My mom says, with disappointment coursing through her voice.

"Mom, I used a condom... but I don't know what happened.... look, I'm so sorry I know I disappointed you... I disappointed myself too"

"I am so so sorry Mr. and Mrs. Friar," Maya stammers.

I give Maya a kiss on her temple and pull her closer to me in my arms.

"Maya, it's not all your fault, honey. These things happen, you guys are teenagers and you make mistakes. I am so incredibly disappointed in you guys but I am going to be here for you throughout this whole pregnancy. If you ever need anything, you can always come to us"

"Thank you, Mrs. Friar. That means a lot"

I get up and give Maya my hand, our fingers are laced together as I help her up.

"Again, I am sorry mom and dad, I did not want to disappoint you"

"Honey, we are disappointed, but that does not mean we love you any less. We are going to help in any way you need. Now, stop apologizing and get over here"

My mom pulls me into a big hug and she places a kiss on my head.

"I love you," We say to each other.