Decisions Under the Saturday Night Lights(Sequel To One Of The Guys)

Introductions

It's been 2 weeks since I got the news and I'm still debating when I should tell my parents and when I should tell Noah. They should've been the first people I called, but I made that crucial call to Parker, knowing my best friend would be the only person who could calm me down and not freak out as much as the other three.

I'm walking back towards my apartment, Bethany texted saying she had some soup ready and I was starving after my morning run. My sweatpants were getting itchy, and the t-shirt I have on is one of my old ones, so my 3 and a-half month baby bump is poking out a little.

I'm so focused on how I'm going to tell everybody and stuff when I run into what feels like a wall. But wait, walls don't sweat? And they definitely do not have abs!

I jump back and see the guy I ran into. He's like a foot taller than me so I'm eye level with his chest. He was just running, shirtless might I add, with some gray basketball shorts on. Short cut brown hair that is drenched in water and bright blue eyes.

"I'm sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going, and I just really want to get back to my room because I am dog tired and ugh." I ramble. It's a nervous habit.

"No problem. How come I haven't seen you around here before?" He asks, a smirk appearing on his face.

"Besides the fact that there are tons of students here? I'm a freshman and I'm always at football practice," I tell him.

"Oh, you're our new quarterback? That's awesome. I'm a freshman also, but I play baseball, #18." He tells me.

"That's cool. I'm #81, but I'm redshirted this year so..." I trail off.

"That sucks. I got to get to practice, but I'd love to talk again sometime. Can I have your number?"

"Uh, sure. But don't you want to know my name first?" I ask. He smacks himself on the forehead.

"Sorry, I'm an idiot. I'm Jensen Lankford,"

"I'm Addison Williams." After giving him my number, I rush back to my room. I'm starting to feel guilty. Was that flirting? No, just making a new friend.

God, now I have another thing to talk to somebody about. I can't tell Parker, he'll tell Noah. Can't tell BJ, he'll tell Noah. Can't tell Wyatt, because he will tell Noah. I'm not cheating, but I do not need him and his jealous ass to want to investigate and find out I'm pregnant before I'm ready to tell him.

That leaves one friend left. Ty. He was never too close to Noah and he's the best at keeping secrets. Time to Skype Ty!

I get to the room and Bethany left me a bowl of soup on the counter and note, staying she went out on a date.

I sit down at my desk and sign into Skype, hitting the call button on Ty's profile.

He answers a few minutes later, while I'm blowing on my spoon of hot chicken soup.

"Hey, I have practice in a few and I got to get ready, can we make it quick? I can call you right after practice though if you need to talk longer." He says.

"I just need to tell you something and I need some advice." I say, biting my lip.

"What is it?" He asks.

"Well, I got redshirted-" He cuts me off.

"That sucks, why would-"

"Because I'm pregnant." I finish quickly. I swear his jaw drops. "I know I fucked up but you can't tell anybody. The only other people who know are my coach, the team doctor, and Parker." I add.

"You haven't told Noah yet? Or your parents?!"

"No, I'm gonna tell my parents soon. But I'm waiting for the right time to tell Noah, so don't mention a word about it. Promise?" I ask.

He sighs. And hesitates. "I promise."

"Promise what?" I almost jump a little when a guy appears behind Ty, looking curiously into the camera. He's okay looking.

"Who's that?" I ask.

"Who are you?" The guys replies.

"Be quiet Dylan. Addison this is my, uh, boyfriend Dylan. And Dylan, this is my friend from high school, Addison. The girl quarterback that I told you about, remember?"

Ty has a boyfriend? Oh my gosh! Finally!

"That's great Ty! How'd you two meet?" I ask. I need to distract myself a little.

"One-night stand at the back-to-school party one of the Frats held." Ty goes to Texas Tech. We play them in our second game. I can't wait to see one of my old friends again.

"That's great. And, um I sort of maybe, ranintoareallyhotguytodayandgavehimmynumber." I rush really quickly. But he understood me clearly.

"You can't cheat when you're pregnant! And because cheating is just wrong, and Noah's my friend too and I know how much that'll hurt him!" He says immediately.

"I'm not gonna cheat, we were just talking. And it's going to stay that way. But I just don't know how to tell him that." I sigh, thumping my head on my desk.

"It's simple. If he tries to touch or kiss you or he starts flirting just say, 'Sorry, I'm pregnant.' Really simple actually." Dylan says, still standing behind Ty.

"He's a real smart ass," I mutter.

"I know," Ty agrees. "But you should still tell him. You shouldn't lead him on." This is why I talk to Ty.

"I will. Before you go, got any advice on how to break it to my parents?"

Dylan rolls his eyes. "Simple, just say 'I'm pre-"

"Can you smack him for me?" I ask Ty and he does, slapping his boyfriend upside the head before making him go into another room.

"Just call them and when you feel it's the best time, break it to them gently. I'd call your mom, she could handle it better. Tell her what you told me. You got redshirted cause you are pregnant. She might focus on the redshirt part before the pregnancy. I really have to go now, call me later with updates?" He asks. I nod.

"Thanks so much Ty, I'll be sure to call you later." He waves, then signs off.

I finish my soup, and pick up my phone. Time to tell mom and dad.