Teenage Dream

Chapter 7: The Story of Us 🥂

The phone allows me to call Bizzie from wherever she is and we can even text each other now, since one of her male companions who was absolutely loaded - also bought her the same one.

Right now she was in England, finishing up her studies, I was shocked when she said she wanted to finish her college education. Her dream is to become the CEO of a business.

I called her and we talked for a few. I filled her in on what was going on and she filled me in on what was going on in England with her 'London boy'

Yup. She said, London Boy not 'male companion'

I also told her how I wasn't feeling well these past couple days.. and she freaked on me.

"GURL! YOU ARE PREGNANT!" She screams over the phone.

I was on the couch in the living room, watching how the rain fell against the big windows of Chris and I's home.

"I am not. Calm down." I roll my eyes, "it feels like I ate something bad, but it's weird its only in the mornings."

"OH MY GOD Y/N, IF YOU DONT GET A TEST DONE IM FLYING DOWN THERE MYSELF AND IM MAKING YOU TAKE IT!" She screams more.

"Jesus, Bizzie. For the last time I am not—"

"—when's the last time you got your period."

She interrupts me with her question.

Holy shit.

I am late.

Now that I think about it.

"Im gonna have to call you back, Biz."

"IM GONNA BE AN AUNTIE!"

Was the last thing she said before I hung up on her.

I toss my phone onto the couch and run to the bathroom. To find my birth control pills.

I can't be pregnant because I've been a good girl and I've taken every pill for the last two weeks - on time.

It was 8pm right now, and my doctors office was closed so I couldn't go there and ask for a test. And I'm absolutely not falling asleep before I know the result.

So, I text Scarlett, a trusted friend.

She does me the favor and brings the box of tests she has at home.

"Thanks, Scar." I say as I took the tests that were hidden in a plastic grocery bag.

"No problem. It's one of the newer ones that came out, it's digital so you don't have to read the lines or anything."

"Oh, okay. Got it."

She nods and hugs me goodbye as I watch her get back into her car.

I run back to the bathroom, and read the instructions on the box. It was simple, I just had to pee on the stick, put the cap back on, and wait a few minutes for the small digital screen to give me a result.

As the minutes passed by, lots of things were running through my head, blowing it up like a balloon.

Chris and I have never really spoken about when we wanted to start trying for kids.

Of course, we both want to be parents one day. But I don't think right now is the right time.

Chris and I are both 23, he's super duper busy with his movies and all that. And while I'm not as busy, if we were to have a kid now I'd probably be a stay at home mom and Chris would miss out on everything, with our baby.