I put on my Ricky Nelson record as I waited for Pete smoking a cigarette. Seeing my family today had made me terrified. Good bye to asking for support. I still couldn't get over the fact that this baby can be anyone's father. Pete's or Paul's baby is growing in me, and I didn't know who the baby belongs to. I needed to check my banking account to see if I even had enough money to raise a child. I needed a job quick, but if the employer found out I was pregnant then that's good bye to the job. Also, not to mention how people treat women these days.
"Baby?" I didn't even realize that someone had entered my flat. Pete stood just behind the couch with a new hat. It was like a Frank Sinatra hat.
"Oh, Pete!" I giggled and gave him a big hug.
"Miss me?" He teased. He kept his arms around my waist. My hands holding onto his arms.
"Of course." I gave him a quick kiss. I really did miss him. "I love your hat." I took it off his head and put it on my own. He chuckled.
"It looks good on you."
"You're just saying that," I giggled and gave him another kiss. I was interrupted by my thoughts. "Hey, honey, I have something to tell you."
"Yeah?" Pete pulled me in closer. I started to tear up once more.
"Pete..." I sighed. "I'm pregnant." I whispered. Pete was stunned. He leaned back a bit and his jaw dropped. But, then he grinned.
"That means..." Pete raised his eyebrows. I nodded and he hugged me tightly. "I can't believe we're going to have a baby!"
I just nodded and tried to smile as big as I can. Pete was dubious. He didn't know that o had sex with Paul after having sex with him. Only by two days, but that doesn't matter.
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"How long do you think you've been pregnant?" Pete put his hands behind his head as he laid on my bed. I laid next to him, putting my head on his chest. I missed Paul. If I was with him right now he'd be treating me like a baby. If I laid my head on my chest he would immediately start playing with me hair.
"Since the last time we've had sex," I shrugged. Pete stayed silent. "I went to my parents' today."
"Oh, and how'd that go?" Pete asked.
"Horrible. I told them... dad called me devilish and sinful." I got up from Pete's chest and just laid next to him. He looked over at me. "I don't know how I'm going to do this." I started to cry. I sat up and wiped the tears under my eyes. Pete sat up too.
"We'll do it together," Pete took my hands and squeezed them. "It's our baby after all. I wouldn't make you do it all alone."
I started to cry even more. Only because Pete didn't know. And if he found out then I'd be fucked. "Thank you."
Pete brought me into a hug.
"We'll be alright, don't worry." But the problem was that we won't be alright and I needed to worry, because the truth is going to come out sooner or later and I'll be all alone.
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Baby It's You • j.p.m.
Fanfiction"Paul." I stopped him from grabbing his wrist. I was about to do something an insane person would do. And I couldn't stop myself. This is something I've been wanting to do for a long time. I took his hands and put them around my waist. Paul was so c...
