--Emily's P.O.V.--
We were all gathered at Brandon's house, at the moment, just watching TV.
I couldn't bring up the confidence to talk to anyone, even Brandon.
Actually, Brandon was the one who I was avoiding most.
I stood up, wandering to the kitchen to get a drink.
"What's up, babe? You seem really down lately." Brandon appeared in the doorway.
I just shook my head, the floor becoming really interesting.
"Come on, Emily. Tell me what's wrong?" He asked.
I kept my head low, tears started trickling down my face.
"I... I-.."
"You what? You cheated?" Brandon cut me off.
"I didn't cheat! I wouldn't dare look at anyone else but you in that way." I snapped.
"Then what? Tell me Emily!" He practically yelled.
"I'm pregnant that's what!" I yelled, the tears now cascading down my face.
"And it's mine?" He asked, his voice a little softer now.
"No, it's Barack Obama's, of course it's yours you idiot." I said sarcastically.
"Oh, Emily...." Brandon trailed off, pulling me into massive hug.
--Brandon's P.O.V.--
"Is everything alright? We heard shouting..." Madison appeared.
"Yeah... I think." I replied.
Emily's head was still buried in my chest and I could feel the wetness of her tears on my top.
"I'll leave you two alone then." Madison said, walking back to the others.
"I'm sor-sorry." Emily breathed, lifting her head to hold eye contact with me. "I should've told you.. I just didn't know how to."
"Shhh... It's fine. Everything's ok."
"But how am I ...?"
"We'll figure it out. I promise." I cut her off, before pressing my lips against hers in a soft, passionate kiss.
I was excited, I was gonna have a child with the girl I loved.
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@forever_young1252 wrote and came up with the idea for this so all credit goes to her.
