LizMasterHenderson: @JakePaul This on goes to you, Jakey
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JakePaul: I did nothing wrong to you...
LoganPaul: Don't worry girl, you always have me 😘 @LizMasterHenderson
LizFN: I love you Liz! Stay strong and don't let a person drag you down
LizMasterHenderson: @LizFN @LoganPaul I love you both! Thanks so much 😜😘
------------------------------------------------------LoganPaul: I caught you boo! @LizMasterHenderson
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LizMasterHenderson: Look at my face! Logey!
KongSavageGangster: Pet names! I totally ship Ligan!
LoganPaul: @KongSavageGangster So do I 😉
LizMasterHenderson: Is it real or not? Find out next week! 😂
------------------------------------------------------LLizMasterHenderson: Guys! I have big news. . .I'm currently pregnant with baby Paul. . . SURPRISE!
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JakePaul: Tell me your joking...
AlissaViolet: Slut
LoganPaul: We had sex!? Lol
JakePaul: You leave Team 10 and get pregnant with my brother... and you wonder why I never liked you
LoganPaul: @JakePaul shut up before I make you shut up
------------------------------------------------------Liz P.O.V
I just had a mini Insta fight and now everyone knows Im pregnant. But...they all think Logan is the father. And it's going to stay that way.
Oh Jake, you never liked me...but hell. Did I love you...
As soon as I put my phone down, I get tackled in a hug.
"Your pregnant! Congratulations!" Logan hugs me and yells in my ear.
"Umm ear rape much?" I joke and let him hug me.
"So, are you going to tell Jake that im not the father and he is?" Logan released the hug and looked down at me. Of course..
"Logan...I can't tell him." I sighed out and frown.
"And why not? Fuck Alissa and just tell him!" Logan sits next to me.
"No, Logan, he hates me. He kicked me out. If I tell him im pregnant with his baby...I don't know what will happen." I shake my head and look down.
"Oh then your going to hate me cuz uh...I already told him we never had sex and uh I think he knows." Logan nervously said and scratched the back of his neck.
I shoot my head up at him, pursing my lips, "You did what?"
My phone goes off and I got a text from Jake. I look at it.
Jake: We need to talk. . . .