The Bad Girl | ✓

Chapter Fifty One

Meghan's P.O.V

"So, everyone knows what to do?" I ask, looking at everyone surrounding me. Everyone nods and I clap my hands together, smiling. "Then let's go in and let the show begin."

We all stand in the line, watching as the bouncer let's the people into the club. When we are at the front, the bouncer looks down at Lila, who is in front of us. "Nice night, hey?" The bouncer asks, making me grin.

He is already falling for Lila's good looks... I think to myself as Lila throws him a smirk. When she grabs his hand and pulls him over to the side, whispering in his ear and making his back face all of us, she winks, telling us to head in. When we all rush in, everyone begins to get into position.

Everyone thinks we are here to get the address off of Drake when he arrives but that's not it. I have a little surprise up my sleeve and it has nothing to do with the plan. Let's just say, I'm doing this for Hannah and Jake.

I pull Jake over to the couch in the corner of the club which overlooks the dance floor. It is probably like six o'clock since Jake and I stayed at the hospital with Charlie for five hours or so. Then, I had to gather everyone up which took about two hours -- thanks to the twins. So now, here we all are.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and message Drake, telling him to meet me at the club. When he replies with an 'okay', I breathe out a sigh of relief. Everything is going to plan... I think to myself as my mind begins to run around the whole situation.

I feel Jake squeeze at my hand and I look over at him, furrowing my eyebrows. "What was that for?" I ask, hiding my smile. Jake shrugs and leans over, pecking my lips.

"I don't know. I just... yeah, I don't know." Jake says, not even bothering to hide his smile. I feel my heart race at the sight of his beautiful smile. I have no idea how I fell this hard for the good boy. Hell, I didn't even plan to like the guy at all... now look at me.

The bad girl who fell for the good boy. An ultimate cliché, right? Well, don't blame me. Like my brother used to say: you can't help who you fall for.

The memories of the last time I saw my brother rush through my mind and even though I want to push it away, it continues to play, the sound of my mother's voice screaming in my eyes.

"But I'm only fifteen, Matt. I have no idea what to do." I say and Matt let's out a laugh.

"Thats normal, Meghan. Do you think any mother who is going to have their first child knows what to do or what to expect?" Matt says and I keep my mouth shut. Okay, he did have a point. "Exactly. Now, let's go see our mother."

I sigh, stepping out of the car. I have no idea how our mother will react when I tell her that I'm pregnant. I mean, she was pregnant at a young age with Matt, so why would she get angry at me? Besides, none of this was my fault. I didn't plan on getting raped...

No one does.

"Just breathe." Matt says, grabbing at my hand. "Everything will be okay. I mean, does anything go wrong on someone's birthday?" Matt asks, a small smile rising on his lips.