Can't Stand him Either

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Isabella P.O.V

*August 30, Tuesday*

As soon as my mom heard about what happened with Grayson, she got me an apartment ASAP

Now she hates him just as much as I do.

And the place was pretty dope

Isabella room:

Isabella room:

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Guest room

Paisley room

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Paisley room

Paisley room

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Kitchen

Living room

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Living room

I get up, before hearing a knock at my door

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I get up, before hearing a knock at my door. I open it see Ethan...

"Hey." I say letting him in.

"I can't live with him anymore!" He yells.

I continue to let him vent, untill, "Can I move in with you?" He ask.

It was a no brainier

"Sure."

"You let me stay with you when I needed to get away. I guess this is my time to return the favor." I tell him.

***

"Oh my god!" I laugh. Me and Ethan sat in my living room, just reminiscing about the good old days. "Let's talk about 1st grade." He smirks. I roll my eyes, knowing the story he's about to tell;

In 1st grade, I guess you can say I had a crush on Ethan

So, during recess I kissed him

On the lips...

Yeah, so he was my first kiss

"You kissed me." He laughs looking away from me. I roll my eyes, before his phone gets a notification

"Uh.. it's my mom."

He reads what his mom was texting him, "I'll see you later." He says, before walking out of the apartment.

Hmm...

Must've been important

I was about to take another sip of wine, but I feel vomit storm up my throat. I rush into the bathroom, letting it out

And more.. and more.. and it just kept coming

What the fuck is wrong with me.

I wouldn't stop,

I feel like I'm fucking dying

Soon, I hear Paisley starting to cry,

And finally I stop

I wipe the vomit of the my mouth before going to check on my daughter.

*Next day*

I wake up on my couch, to hear Mickie Mouse playing very loudly on the living room TV. Ethan and Paisley sat on the floor watching it together.

He notices me staring at the two, "Oh, she was crying earlier, and I didn't want to wake you up." He explains. "No, it's cool." I say getting up.

Fuck, I feel like shit.

I took one sip of alcohol and my whole world is falling apart.

I put my hand over my forehead, feeling as if I'm about to die right here, right now.

"Um." Before I can finish my sentence, I tumble back on the couch. "Are you alright?" Ethan ask. I shake my head.

"Do you need to go the hospital, or anything?" He ask, with panic in his voice. I can't even respond. Before I know it everything went dark.

***

I wake up in a hospital, of course, and only Ethan's sitting next to me. "The doctor told me.. uh." He starts. "What?" I ask impatiently, already. "The doctor told me you're pregnant."

Why did these words scare me more then Jason

I'm pregnant with Grayson fucking Dolan baby

Shit

When I said I wasn't gonna get into more mess, that was a full fucking lie.

"It's Grayson's. Isn't it?" He ask. I hesitate to answer, "Yeah."

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