"It's positive." My best friend Sam said with a blank expression.
Tears immediately began pouring down my cheeks. "What am I gonna do Sam? I'm 17! I can't have a baby." I cried harder as he hugged me.
"I don't know Alex. We'll figure it out though." He said reassuringly.
I hugged him tight and sat down on his bathroom floor.
"Hey Alex?" He asked quietly. I looked up at him and asked "Yeah?"
"Who's baby is it?" He got nervous and began playing with his feet on the floor.
"Kians." I said. My voice a quiet whisper.
He gasped and looked down at me.
"When did that happen?!" He almost yelled sounding angry.
"His birthday party. After you dragged me there and left me by myself I kinda stood around awkwardly. A very drunk kian started hitting on me and we went up to a room and it kinda just happened." I said getting sad again.
He pulled me into a hug. Sam is the only person who knows about my feelings for Kian. I'd been friends with Sam since I moved here in 6th grade. Kian and I just never really hit it off. He and I hung out, but never without Sam. The party was 2 and a half months months ago so the baby pretty small I guess.
"Sam I think I'm gonna go. I should really talk to my dad about this." I said walking into his room and getting my bag.
"Okay lex. Call or just come over if you need anything."
I nodded and smiled and he kissed my forehead.
The drive home wasn't long at all but I got emotional when I drove past Kians house.
He lived 3 houses down from me, which is actually how I met Sam.
I was an only child and I moved to San Clemente with my parents for my moms treatment. She had cancer and passed away 2 years ago.
Saying I was a daddy's girl was an understatement. We were all we had left in the world.
I knew he'd be upset, but he would support me.
I walked in and sat cross legged on the counter and watched my dad make dinner.
He didn't even have to look at me to know something was wrong, he could just tell from my bad vibes.
"What's wrong Lexy bear?" He asked using my old nickname.
"I messed up dad. I'm really sorry. Please don't be mad." He put down his pan of lasagna and turned around to look at me.
"What happened? Do I need to hide a body? Do we need to pack up and move to Mexico?" He joked, making me smile.
"I'm having a baby." I said.
His smile faltered and he looked disappointed.
"No god please don't give me that look. I know, believe me I know how badly I messed up. But I want to do what's right now. I'm so sorry." I said tears starting to roll down my cheek.
"I'm not mad nor upset. I'm a little surprised but I know you and I know you'll make the right decision. Now I don't want any details, but who's the father?" He asked. I let out a huge sigh of relief when he told me he wasn't angry.
"Sams friend Kian, the one who lives a few houses over." I said while hopping down to get a plate of food.
"At least I know I'll have cute a cute grandchild!" He smiled.