you're cute ➳ brent rivera + brad simpson

CHAPTER 28

*Brent's POV*

"WHAT!" I shouted. My heart thumping a thousand more times than it usually did.

"I'm pregnant Brent. Please stop shouting...please." Tallulah's voice croaked. She crouched down and buried her head in her arms, weeping.

"How long?" I asked, my voice clearly shaking.

"Three weeks." She whispered, not bothering to look up. This baby is mine. I'm going to be the father of this child, if this child makes it.

"Tallulah." I said.

"Yes..." She looked up and her eyes were clearly red and puffy.

"We could get it aborted..." I suggested and she widened her eyes.

"You must be fucking joking-" she shouted whilst getting up, "Yes I know this is unexpected but to kill this baby. You must be fucking joking!"

"You want to go through with this Tallulah. Listen to yourself, do you really want to raise a baby!"

"Yes actually Brent I do! You're going to have to as well because you are the father of this child!" She screamed.

"I don't want this baby T." I whispered and Tallulah slapped me. It could've been heard from miles away and the connection was strong.

"Then get out." Her voice was stern and she was serious.

"You don't mean that." I asked. She stared at me and shook her head.

"GET OUT!" She pushed me, her eyes becoming teary again.

"Tallulah stop this." I begged.

"You made this decision Brent. You're the one who did this to me, you should've thought about this before we had sex. Man up or leave." She pointed to the door and I wiped the lone tear that rolled down my cheek.

"Please Tallulah. I am begging you. Give me one more chance."

"You know what, I'm done giving you chances. If you don't leave right now I am calling the police." Tallulah threatened as she picked up her phone. I sniffled and turned to walk out the door.

"I'm sorry." And the door slammed in my face.

I've lost her...again...

*Tallulah's POV*

I paced up and down the living room trying to think if my mum should know about the baby. She'd kill me if she knew Brent had gone and also because I was pregnant. It's only a few weeks, does it really matter that much? My eyes closed as I pressed the speed dial and those nerve wrecking rings sounded out.

Ring ring. Ring ring. Ring ring.

It never stopped until I heard her voice.

"Hey-" she began.

"Hey Mum, I have something really important to tell you an-" I blurted not realising my mistake.

"I am busy right now so just leave a message and I'll get back to you." I face palmed and exhaled loudly. Maybe this is a sign, maybe it's not time yet. Or maybe I am just deceiving myself. The first I've sounds more logical.

My phone began ringing again and I checked the Caller ID. It was Tobias.

"Hey I saw Brent looking kinda depressed just now. Are you guys alright, you got in a fight?" He asked.

"Erm yeah, something really important has just happened and he's being paranoid about it." I said and sighed. I miss Brent.

"I'll come to yours then we'll talk properly." Tobias agreed and before I could stop him, he hung up. Wait hold on, how does Tobias know where I live?