This WASN'T Planned // (Weston Koury / Mario Selman Fanfiction)

Chapter 18

Weston's P.O.V.

"Hey baby giiirl." I sing as I walk into Beth's room. She looks up at me from her bed and smiles.

"Hey babe." She says looking back at her laptop. I cringe at the word 'babe' as she quickly closes her laptop and puts it beside her.

"You didn't finish the lyrics.." I sit on her bed and glance at the closed laptop.

"Oh, sorry." She laughs.

"What were you doing?"

"I was on my laptop." She says looking down at her laptop.

"Well duh." I say rolling my eyes, "What were you doing on it?"

"Just.. watching YouTube."

I laugh, "Why does it seem like you're hiding something?"

"Well, I don't know how you'll react." She says biting her lip. I comb through my hair with my fingers waiting for her to continue.

"I was watching Mario." She says looking at her bed covers.

"Oh."

"Weston-"

"No, it's okay." I lurk Allison's Instagram and Twitter sometimes. Is that weird? She's so cute, how can I not?

Why am I missing her.

Why am I like this?

"Earth to Weston!" Beth laughs.

I give her a light smile, "Sorry, I don't know if I flushed the toilet or not."

"Ew, go flush it." She says in disgust. Ally would have laughed.

I sigh and stand myself up. I didn't even go to the bathroom; why am going to flush clean, fresh toilet water? You know, I should leave a big turd in her toilet and just go home. BAZOOKA! BYE FELLA!

But, I'm a nice kid. And I don't think I have it in me to poop right now.

"WESTON!" I hear Beth yell from her room.

"WHAT?" I shout back standing in the middle of the hallway like a predator's prey.

"HURRY UP!" She shouts back with a giggle. I roll my eyes and turn around, walking back to her room. I need to get this over with! Power through ugly duckling, Bob Duncan would be proud.

So would Carlos.

I walk into the room to see Beth on her phone. Okay okay, this will be easy. Easy breezy. Easy breezy lemon squeezy. Is that how it-

"Why are you just standing there?" She giggles. She holds her hand out to me with a smile.

DO IT WESTON OR YOU AREN'T A FATHER! Gurcle smurcle b-b-b-boom.

"Beth.." I say slowly.

Her smile fades and she lowers her hand down, plopping it onto the bed.

"I uh- um I-" WHY IS THIS HAPPENING YOU UNRESPECTABLE POOP!?

She stays looking up at me with no readable emotion on her face.

I squish my eyes closed, "BethIneedtobreakupwithyou." I say quickly.

"What?" She says in a whisper.

"Are you surprised or did you just not hear.."

"You said it so quickly." She laughs.

"I- I'm breaking up with you."

Her smile fades again and she looks down at her hands, "Oh."

"I'm sorry."

"Is it because I was watching Mario?" She says looking up at me.

"No, it's-" I let out a sigh, "It's not you, its me." I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO SAY THAT OH MY GIBLETS.

She looks back down at her hands and slowly nods her head.

I purse my lips together because yes, I do have a top lip.

I slowly back out of the room and make my way out of the house.

It's done. I did it. I am extremely proud of myself. Ducks around the world are quacking for me. Babies are applauding for me. Toilets are flushing for me. I am proud.