8. O2L (Connor Kian Ricky Sam Trevor JC)

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The boys are back!

Kian's POV

"Andrea, pick up your goddamn phone." I screamed into the phone. She hadn't been answering my calls since our fight last week. It had never gone on this long. Nobody was supposed to find out that I was cheating.

Cheating on the perfect Andrea Russett was the worst mistake I had ever made. But cheating with Casey was good.

She's so pretty. I met her at this club and when they started changing the lights, I noticed her hair was silver. A gorgeous purple tinted silver. It was right there when I asked her to be my girlfriend. At first, she declined because she had a boyfriend in Maine, who came down every week to give her a flower (to lead up to 1,000 daisies).

To me, that sounds a little cliche.

I told her I would cheating to on my girlfriend, and she accepted quickly. Somehow, I think that if we break up, she was gonna tell Andrea.

SHE TOLD ANDREA!

I called up Casey and bit my lip. The only person who knew Andrea was Casey. Casey was my public love, while Andrea was my private.

"Hello?" Casey sounded as she had sounded since I met her, drunk.

"Why the hell did you tell Andrea?" I practically screamed those words into the phone. She cackled and then started whispering deviously.

"That little prick was getting in on my Kian time, so she had to be eliminated from our love equation. And no, I didn't kill the girl. Just told her that you got me something." Casey had pretty much grinned through the phone. She had something on me.

"What did I give you?" I spoke to her, mad and angry.

"You got me pregnant."

"No."

"I sent you the pregnancy test and the doctor's note. I promise you, I'm pregnant." She responded, her voice not drunk but raspy. She was not drinking. She was scared.

"Ok, I'll be over at your place to pack everything up. You're moving over here." I started clearing space while I was still on the phone. My house was a little bit of a mess. I lived with 4 other guys.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

I picked up my keys and got ready to be greeted with a woman carrying my child. Now while I wasn't sure this whole thing was a scam or not, I pulled into Casey's driveway with no questions. I yanked out the keys to my car and knocked on her door.

The first emotion she showed towards me was happiness.

"Hello, Kian." She replied, grabbing ahold of my neck and bringing my head down to kiss her.

"You two ready?" I asked her, patting her stomach in the process. She held her head back, trying to fight back the tears. Casey should have been expecting this at one point. I mean after Jack and JC and Trevor and Sam and me, what did she really expect? That she was one of the lucky people who had sex almost daily and didn't have a condom break.

I would have been mad, upset, perhaps violent. But she is carrying my child. I had to respect her. But I had to tell Andrea. Or she was going to hate me forever.

After I packed everything up and we moved over, I grabbed my cellphone and called Andrea. She picked up after two rings.

"Andrea?" I asked. I could hear deep breaths.

"Is it true, Kian?" She responded, the breaths becoming more heavy.

"Andrea, calm down."

"Is she pregnant?"

"Yes."

"Why I ever dated you is a mystery to me. You're a bastard."

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