Complicated

Chapter 6

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Yes, Harry and I have a baby together. I was 15, the start of freshman year. Harry was the hottest kid in school, every girl wanted him.

He was in my Global History class, we had to partner up for a project, so we had to spend some time together out of school. We decided to go to his house.

Things got out of hand. He told me I was special, and I believed him. He made me feel good about myself, and that's how he got into my pants.

He was my first time. I was saving myself for after marriage. We used protection, but i still got pregnant.

I then told Leslie, she was shocked. After I told Leslie, i told my mom and my dad. They were disappointed, but they didn't stop loving me and they helped me to get through this.

Harry was the last person I told. Neither of us were ready to be parents, Harry didn't like me like that.

My parents suggested that I get an abortion. I am completely against abortion and I think it is so wrong and disgusting.

So Harry and I sat and we talked it out. We decided, Well, I decided that it would be a good idea to have the baby adopted.

I was 15, a freshman in high school, I was not ready to take on being a mother. Harry did not agree withy choice, but i was the mother and i had the right to choose.

Harry lived with his mom, his dad lives in England. A few days after I talked to him he sent me a note, saying:

Elliana,
    I can't do what you asked me too. I can't give away our baby. This is our baby, he/she is an actual human being that we created. I know we are young, i know we are still in high school, and i know we are not married and we aren't dating. But if you let me, I would like too start a relationship with you. I like you Ell, I didn't just use you for sex. You were my first time. And i know I was yours. Doesn't that mean anything to you?  Ell please keep the baby. It's a wonderful gift from God. We will love him/her unconditionally, and we will be great parents. I'm going to visit my dad back in England. Just for a little. But please, please call me. Don't give the baby up. Please, Ell. Please. Call me, Okay?
      - Harry

I remember getting that like it was yesterday. I didn't know what to do, and by that time I was already 3 months pregnant. I decided I was going give the baby up for adoption, I felt it was best for the baby and for me. I needed to finish school and go to college. I didn't wanna hurt Harry, but I had too.

I called Harry and told him the news. It didn't turn out so well. Harry told me to never speak to him again. So after that I never called him again.

We had a baby boy. His name is Carter. I left the name deciding to the adoption parents, Amy and John. They are nice people. I love them and I decided they would be good parents for my baby. It was hard giving him up. He looked so much like Harry.

The adoption parents and I keep in touch, i call them at least once a day. They tell me Carter is doing fine. He knows that I am his birth mother, i just haven't seen him in four years. We were setting up a date for me and my parents to be able to see him again, after college of course. Harry knows about this, I text him all of the time and tell him.

"You look deep in thought, Ell." Stella sits on the end of my bed.

"I was just thinking about my mom and dad." I say, looking at the wall.

"Do you wanna do something later? Like the movies?" She smiles.

"I think i'm good, our first classes starts on Monday and I want to make sure my schedule is all good and that i'm ready to go." I say looking at my book bag full of my binders and folders and notebooks.

"Girl! It's Friday!!! We are going shopping to get outfits for the party tomorrow. Okay?"  She gets up and grabs her purse.

"Ugh, fine. " I grab my phone, my keys,  and my purse. My dad gave me a huge amount of cash to get me through like this year so i'm good on money.

"I'm driving" Stella grabs my keys from my hand.

I laugh as I take my keys back, "So where to?"

"The mall, duh" She gets in the car.

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An hour later

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We were in Charlotte Russe, i was in the dressing room and Stella was waiting for me on the other side.

I have this gold sparkle dress. It's strapless and it doesn't go past my knees. But i love it. I'm not very confident with my body.

I never wear anything revealing. I am not confident, i have a low self esteem. But sometimes i love myself. For instance, i do right now. In this dress.

I walk out of the dressing room and Stella's mouth drops open.

"Damnnn girl!!!! You look hot as hell! I'm jealous of that dress. You're gonna have every boy at this party!" She jumps up and down.

I laugh " I'm not sure how i feel about it yet. But i think I might buy it. It's gorgeous." I smile.

I end up buying the dress. Stella picks this purple dress that has lace long sleeves. It suits her because she looks absolutely beautiful in it.

I took a mirror picture of my dress and sent it to Leslie, in the picture i was holding up this black sweetheart neckline dress that would just cover her knees.

Me: our new dresses for tomorrow! ;)

Leslie: holy shit girl you look hot as hell! That dress is sexy! Is the black one for me?

Me: yessssss it is!

Leslie: I can't wait to try it on!

I set my phone down and i take off the dress and hang it up in my closet. I throw on some sweatpants and a off the shoulder shirt.

I'm sure Harry is going to the party. I plan on seeing him. I want to make things right. I want to let him know how our son is doing.

I just hope all goes well.

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This chapter is sooooo long. It's the longest out of any of these chapters i have wrote before this one.

Theres's 1,155 words in this story omg 😲

But i am so ready to write the next chapter

But anyways vote&comment :)

Ily guys❤️❤️

- Tavia :)