"What should I do?" I cried, "Are we going to actually do this."
He covered his hands in his face, "We already 'did it' thats why I am even in this, Grace."
My mouth opened, "Are you blaming me on this?! I didn't do this." He looked up at me with disgust. "We were- were drunk right? We didn't remember..."
He sighed, "I wasn't drunk nessicarily."
"What?! Did you want to get me pregnant?"
"No... no."
The room broke out in silence... Then he got up from my bed and came up to me and tried to give me a kiss. "Tyler..." I cried, "I am just scared." My hands started to shake.
He put his arms around me and hugged me tight. "Hey-" he hugged me tight, "I know its gonna be okay because we will be the best god damn parents ever."