The bad boy

Cupcakes and consoling

"These moodswings are already crazy." James whispered to Logan.

"I heard that!" Celia grinned. 

It'd been twenty minutes, and Celia was already feeling better. Even the smell of cupcakes could do that to you. She split up from the boys, walking up to the counter and ordering. 

"Hi, there." A voice said.

Celia turned to see a guy about her age, with black chin length hair, and green eyes. 

"I'm Jake. I was wondering if I could buy you a cupcake." He asked, extending his hand.

"I'm Celia. And, I'm sorry, but I actually have a boyfriend." She shook his hand anyway.

"No problem, I still could buy you one. I mean, since you're having moodswings." He grinned.

"What?"

"I overheard your friends talking. You pregnant or something?"

"Er-yeah, actually."

"Congrats. Any idea on the gender?"

"No, I, uh, actually found out today."

"Really? That explains the tears on your friends shirt. My sister bawled with joy when she figured out she was having twins." 

"You're observant."

"But am I right?"

"Not... entirely..." Celia wondered why she was telling this guy everything.

"What do you mean?" He asked, pointing to several cupcakes and pulling out his credit card.

"I didn't cry from joy. More like terror. I mean, I'm glad, really! I want kids. But phil, my boyfriend, doesn't. He's gonna be mad."

Jake stopped, looking down at her.

"What?"

"He's not going to do anything, but I'm still worried."

"That he'll dump you." 

"Yeah." Celia said.

She felt a slight bit of doubt in her stomach, telling her that she wasn't being completely truthful

"Hmm..." Jake pulled out a pen and a pad of paper from a bag he had slung over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" 

"Giving you my number. You don't need to text me or whatever. I'm not trying to be a creep, promise. But if you ever need anyone to break a real creep in half, will you call me?"

"I-" she paused. "Sure. Thanks."

Taking the paper, she smiled.

"Miss, your cupcakes." The bakery woman said.

"I'm sorry, I only ordered nine." Celia said, counting the dozen sitting in the box.

"And I ordered an extra three. Congrats, shortcake." Jake nodded, picking up several dozen donuts and heading for the door.

"Who was the dude?" James asked, walking up to Celia.

"His name was Jake."