Falling for my roommate

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She sat in the crowded ice cream parlor, looking around anxiously. She wasn't sure if Dylan was going to show up, but she had texted him to meet her there, and she was hoping he would come.

The bell above the door chimed, and she raised her head, glancing at him as he walked in.

She couldn't help but to stare at him, the last time she had seen him was when he had ambushed her outside of her work place, but this time was different, and he sensed the anxiety off of her before he had even sat down.

"What's going on?" He asked, looking her up and down.

She squirmed uneasily, regretting her decision to invite him there. His scrutinizing glare was making her uncomfortable, she wanted nothing more than to curl up on her couch and eat some comfort foods.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I asked you to come," She mumbled, looking at her hands.

He stared at her, willing her to go on.

She sighed, decided to get straight to the point. "I'm pregnant."

He continued to stare at her, not having any reaction, "That's not possible."

She watched him, hoping she would t have to spell it out to him, until a look of realization crossed his face.

"The beach," he mumbled, more to himself than to her. She watched his reaction, although his face didn't show much emotion.

"Are you keeping it?" He asked, remaining strangely calm.

She shook her head and he clapped his hands together once, "Then I guess we're done here."

She grabbed his arm as he tried to walk away, and he looked at her with irritation, "My appointment is tomorrow, I just thought I'd tell you, in case you want to come."

He sat down once again, "I'll come."

She stared at him in surprise, but he didn't understand why. He knew that his actions towards her were wrong and the he shouldn't have treated her the way he did, but surely she couldn't think he wouldn't even care about his own child.

"Okay, will I meet you there?"

He shook his head, "I can pick you up, you don't have a car."

She nodded, embarrassed that she had forgotten that, "I'll see you tomorrow then?" She asked.

He nodded gently as she stood up. "Do you have a ride back to your apartment?"

She shook her head, "It's not a far walk."

He frowned, "It's getting dark out. I can give you a ride."

She watched him curiously, she couldn't quite figure him out, "Sure."

He led her to his car, placing his hand on the small of her back. She flinched at his touch, which he chose to ignore, and quickly got into his car.

The drive was long and silent, not even the sound of the music booming through the radio could ease the tension.

"I'll be here to pick you up at 3?" He asked uncertainly. He rested his arm against her door frame, making her strain her neck to be able to see his face.

"Yeah, that'll be perfect."

As she turned to walk into her apartment he gently grabbed her wrist, "Thank you... for telling me and giving me the chance to help."

She nodded gently, "Of course."

"And could I talk to you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I'll see you then."

She turned and walked into her apartment, immediately greeted by Thomas, Preston, Conor, Lucas and Jordan.

"Where were you?" Conor asked, shoving a crisp into his mouth. They all had their eyes on the tv, the only one paying much attention to her was Thomas.

Her heart stopped, she couldn't think of a place to say, she had no lie.

Conor glanced at her upon her hesitation as Thomas looked her up and down, checking for any injuries. Once he decided that she was okay, he looked back at the tv.

She fidgeted under Conor's gaze and he stood up, walking over to her. "Are you okay?" He asked gently.

She looked into the eyes of her older brother and felt her eyes pool with tears, although she quickly ducked her head, hoping he hadn't seen.

He grabbed her wrist and dragged her to her bedroom, gently closing the door after her.

"Hey, whats going on?" He asked softly.

She raised her head to look him in the eye, and it was then that she broke down, unable to hold back what she had kept bottled up for so long.

She let herself collapse into his arms, and he quickly held her close to him, rubbing her back reassuringly.

"Char, what happened?" He asked again.

She continued to sob heavily into his chest. She coughed out a few incoherent words which he couldn't make out, so he took a step back from her, holding her at shoulders length.

"Talk to me."

She nodded and sat on her bed, shaking, "Please don't get mad at me," she pleaded.

He nodded.

"I'm pregnant."

He gasped and stood up, "Who's the father? Is it Dylan? It's Dylan isn't it," he snapped.

She nodded and flinched at his loud voice, which he noticed, making him sit down once again.

His fist was clenched tightly at his side, his knuckles turning white, "Are you keeping it?"

"No. I'm going to the clinic tomorrow."

He hung his head, deep in thought. "Is anyone going with you?"

She nodded.

"Who?"

Almost afraid to answer, the word came out of her mouth before she could stop herself, "Dylan."

"At least he's taking some fucking responsibility."

He wrapped his arms around her once again and let her sit on the edge of her bed, her tears soaking into his shirt, and he didn't care. The only thing he was thinking about was protecting his little sister.

"I promise I'll take care of you, if you need me call me at any time. I have to work tomorrow but I'll leave if you need me to."

She shook her head, "That won't be necessary, I know Dylan will take care of me tomorrow. I'm just pissed that I've had to miss so much work too, I don't know how I'm going to be able to pay for all of this."

"I'll give you the money, you don't have to pay me back. Consider it me being a good older brother," he said quietly, kissing the top of her head.

She nestled into him further as he continued to stroke her hair, "I'll give you the money back when I have it," she promised.

"No rush."

He sighed, "I can't imagine how you're feeling though, I don't know how women deal with these things."

She smiled gently, "Badly."

"I dunno, you seem pretty strong to me."

She cried into his chest, knowing his words weren't true. She was weak. She couldn't even stop herself from getting knocked up, and now she was killing something that had the potential to be a person, but couldn't, all because she had made a stupid mistake.