It's funny how one little mistake can change your whole life. Part of me wonders what would have happened if I would have never stepped foot in the bar in the first place. Or, if I would have just said no to that drink, or no when his hands were roa...
"You still haven't told him!" Cameron exclaimed as we sat in her living room almost two weeks after I told her I was pregnant. "I already know, so you don't have to go yelling at me." I reply and Cameron shakes her head at me.
"Are you even going to tell him?" Cameron ask and I huff. Honestly a lot of me didn't want to tell him, but I also knew that wouldn't be fair for him or the baby. He should at least have a chance to know the baby and vice versa, I'm just scared as shit if I'm being honest. What if he thinks I'm lying, or got pregnant or purpose to trap him, what if he doesn't want anything to do with the baby. It's just way too many outcomes of me telling him and I have no idea which one is going to happen.
"Yes! It's just hard." I reply honestly and Cameron narrows her eyebrows at me. "What's hard about it?" She asked and I sigh.
"I feel like me telling Hunter I'm pregnant... will I don't know ruin his life." I answer and Cameron smack her lips at me with a fierce eye roll.
"You do realize, it took his dick in your vagina to make this baby, right? So, he ruined his own damn life. But, in my opinion.. I don't think this baby will ruin his life." She states and I sigh. She knew nothing about the life of a celebrity. The press would have a free for all seeing some random girl he knocked up, after a one night stand, they would bash him. However, she was right... I had to tell him and soon. ••••••••••••••••
After my talk with Cameron two days ago at her house, I figured today was the day. It was now or never. Today Hunter found out he was a father.
I woke bright and early. For some reason, every since I've been pregnant, I'm up at the strangers hour of the day. I'm up so early and sleep so early. Lately I've been waking up at 7 am and going to bed at 8. It felt like was in back in grade school.
I threw the cover off my body and instantly my skin was greeted with cold air. I sigh climbing out of bed before making my way to the bathroom.
I took a nice long shower where cleaned my body and washed my hair, before getting out. Once I did I wrapped a nearby towel around my body and hair before walking over to my bathroom sink, where I brushed my teeth and washed my face.
I walked back into my room and into my closet where I picked out a outfit. It was as nothing special, I grabbed the first and easiest thing I saw. Which was a simple beige sweater dress, with a pair of suede knee hair brown boots. When, I didn't actually feel like finding an outfit, I always went with a dress. They are so easy, and simply. You simply put one on with a pair of shoes and you're done getting ready.
I can't lie and say I didn't love the way this dress hugged my curves.
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After getting dressed, I went into the bathroom and started on my hair. I took my flat iron and curled my hair like I always did, I wasn't a girl who liked bone straight hair, I liked my hair to have body and bounce to it. I didn't care much for makeup today so I did a simple plain look before I grabbed my phone, house keys and I was on my way.
