Seven- Billy Hargrove Fan fiction

Chapter Eighteen: Burden or Miracle?

Billy Hargrove. Possibly the world's biggest douche. He knew exactly what to say. Always.

I stared at the moonlit ceiling. It's kind of strange how I am in love with someone I can't trust. Does that even count as love if you can't even trust them?

Maybe I was just scared. I'm just scared to get my hopes up. But why would he say those things only to get in my pants? He has plenty of other girls who would be more than happy to sleep with him.

The first time he did it was to claim me, the second time was because he had no one else... so why now? Maybe he did have some sort of feelings toward me. Should I give him another chance?

I love him. I know that for a fact. Even if he is just playing with me, there is still a possibility that he could love me back. I can't just throw that chance away.

Was the slightest chance really worth it?

Yes. To me, Billy is always worth it. I've always given him chances when no one else would.

I found myself hovering towards his room again. "Billy are you awake?" I whispered into his dark room. I heard shuffling from his bed as he turned on the lamp.

"Hi Nicole." He said softly. I made my way to his bed without breaking eye contact. His eyes were just so mesmerizing.

I slowly began to undress. He was soaking up every inch of me with his eyes. After I was completely exposed, I crawled into bed with him.

Goddamn you Billy. You and your words. You and your eyes. You and your... everything. Always causing me to give in to my cravings for you.
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A few weeks passed and I was starting to worry. Maybe it was a side effect of my coma...

I visited the doctor. "No, usually they come normally. If you're concerned, maybe you should take this test." She told me.

I sighed heavily. Was this really a possibility? I finished the test and anxiously waited for the doctor to tell me the results.

She came back, smiling. "Congratulations!" She started. "You are in fact pregnant!"

WHAT!?

I felt faint. Pregnant? How could I be pregnant? Oh geeze. How could I tell Billy? How could I tell anyone for that matter? What if he wants me to get an abortion?

I want to keep the baby. I've always wanted a kid but I didn't think it would be Billy's. I couldn't tell him... I mean obviously he'll find out sooner or later.

I left the hospital, unsure of what to do. I had to tell someone. I immediately called Steve. He picked me up on the side of the road and started questioning me.

"You know you can tell me anything, Nikki."

"I know. Listen.. Steve I'm.... uh..." I hesitated. "Steve I have a baby inside of me right now."

His eyes widened as he pulled over and parked the car. Then he looked at me with his jaw dropped and his eyes practically popping out of his head.

"You're pregnant?" He exclaimed as a smile grew on his face. "Is this a joke?"

"It's not a joke, I am actually pregnant and you are the first person to know."

"Ohmygoshohmygosh!!! Can I be the Godfather?!?!? Or maybe the uncle. Uncle Steve has a good ring to it... wait, you are keeping it, right?"

"Yes, I am. And yes you can be the godfather or the uncle."

"Wait... is it Billy's?" He questioned. I nodded. "Shit Nicole how are you gonna tell him?"

"I have no idea."

"Just don't let him pressure you into doing something you don't want to do." Steve warned.

"Trust me, this baby isn't leaving my body until it's due." I replied.

Steve excitedly started the car again and continued driving. He kept asking questions like "would you prefer a girl or a boy?" And "have you thought of any names? How about Steve Jr." and saying things like "I wonder if it'll have superpowers." And "maybe it'll be twins!"

I'm glad Steve was so supportive and just as excited as I was... actually I think he was more excited.

We pulled up to the Hargrove's. "When are you going to tell him?" Steve asked.

"I don't know..." I replied. "I'm scared to."

"Hey it's going to be okay. Remember I'm gonna be here for you, no matter what. Good luck though." He said. I nodded and he backed out of the driveway.

I entered the house to see Billy waiting for me. "Where were you this morning?"

"Doesn't matter." I replied.

"With Steve?" He questioned.

"Yes we've been over this, Steve and I are friends. Why do you care?"

"Nicole, what are we?" He asked abruptly.

I was taken back. "Uh I don't know..." that was a good question though.

"I think I might want something with you." He said. Something? What something? Did he mean a baby? "But I've never done anything like this before so..."

I didn't reply. How was I supposed to reply anyway?

"Nicole say something..." he whispered looking at me intensely. I couldn't find words.

"I... I think I'm gonna take a nap," I said changing the subject.

"Are you serious right now Nicole? You're gonna sleep during this important conversation?"

"I think so. I'm very tired right now. Maybe we can discuss this later?" I replied.

He scoffed in disbelief. "So I'm tiring you out with my boring feelings?"

"It's not that..."

"Then what the hell is it?"

"It doesn't matter."

"No I want to know what the hell is more important than discussing our relationship!" He demanded.

"Billy I said we can discuss this later. I seriously need to sleep," I calmly stated.

"You've got to be kidding me. This is bullshit Nicole! Isn't this what you wanted?" He raised his voice.

"What I want right now is some sleep!" I yelled back.

"So you don't want me?"

"Oh my gosh Billy that's not what I said!"

"Then what is the problem?!?"

"You want to know so bad? Fine! I am pregnant, Billy! I am pregnant and it's your kid!" I screamed. He was taken back. His eyes widened.

Shit.