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“You know that they’re playing a concert here next week?” Maddie said to me.

“So? Do you honestly expect me to go while I’m 7 months pregnant?”

“No, but I’m going” She shot back.

“Why?”

“Grace you honestly think that you’re having Zach’s baby without him knowing?”

“I thought that’s what the plan was.”

“No, no it’s not. I’m going to that concert and telling Zach what he did to you and I will make him own up to it and be a man.” She said slamming the laptop shut.

“Maddie please don’t! I beg you this is already embarrassing enough.”

“No it’s not. You know what’s embarrassing? Having to tell your kid when it’s old that their father has no idea they even exists.”

My jaw dropped. Maddie stormed out of my room. I heard the door shut after she told my mom that she’ll see me later.

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*Maddie’s POV*

The venue was absolutely packed. I was waiting in line to meet the boys. I wasn’t excited, I was pissed off. I’m about to make Zach Porter regret ever taking his pants off in the first place.

After an hour waiting and countless fan girls I finally made it to the table. I made my way directly to Zach by passing Cameron and Michael.

“I need to talk to you!”

“Excuse me, but you’re…”

“I’m serious. Do you remembered that girl you fucked 7 months ago on the tour bus?”

He shot up and put his hand over my mouth. He dragged me into a private room backstage.

“How do you know about that? I paid her to keep her mouth shut.”

“That’s girl happens to be my best friend. My best friend who is pregnant with your baby.”

He stood there stunned.

“What? What? How? Impossible.” He managed to blurt out.

“Yeah possible. That’s what you get for sleeping with her. I’m not here to do anything but give you her name, number, and address. Whether you like it or not you’re going to be a dad.”

“Wait, slow down. How do you know it’s my baby?”

I was offended that he would even ask.

“You’re the only boy she ever slept with”

He sat down, his face was red, and he balled his fist up over and over again.

“I. This just. It can’t be.”

“Sadly it is. It’s worse for her, she’s barley passing high school anymore.”

He shot up.

“What? High school? Is she not legal?”

“No, she’s only 16.”

“Oh my god, what have I done.”

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