Kylie brought me back 5 pregnancy tests; they all came back negative as negative can be. I texted Parker, who said we should celebrate. I agreed, against my will of still barfing like a lunatic. I could barely leave the bathroom.
Parker came over before mom and Dad got home. It was about 8: 30 and Kylie was finishing up putting my siblings to sleep.
Parker came into the bathroom and kneeled next to me.
"Hey", He said.
"Hey", I mumble.
He looks at me with a twinkle in his eye and then flashes me his smile I've been missing for a while now.
"How are you feeling?", He asks, in a soothing voice.
"Like crap", I say, and he laughs a little bit. I break out a tiny smile.
"It must just be a bug or something".
"Or something", I say, grinning, "Hey".
"Hmm?", He asks, vaguely looking at me.
"Why in the hell are you with Paisley Tender?".
"Me? With Paisley?", He asks, throwing his head back to let out a howl of laughter, "What the fuck, girl".
"You're on her story-and she said you're her boyfriend...am I not wrong?", I state.
"No, you're very wrong", He says, gently, "That guy-is my cousin. Jason. He's in town for the next couple of weeks".
"He looks identical to you", I say.
"Yeah", Parker grins, "We are a lot more then we were when we were younger".
"You were a cutie", I mutter.
"Aye", Parker says, wrapping me in a hug, "I was just as hot as I am now".
We're laughing now, and suddenly all my feeling for Aaron are down the drain along with my barf.
"You don't like Aaron, do you?", Parker asks, softly.
"No, not really", I say, "I guess it was just a short collection of fake feelings".
"Am I a fake collection of feelings?", Parker asks, smirking.
"No", I say, and then again, I take my chances and start making-out.
Except for this time I'm on the bathroom floor and I'm kissing Parker Hendrick.
Wait a minute...does that mean I'm cheating?
Uhh-Ohh.
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My baby: A Teen Pregnancy Story
Teen FictionShe was afraid to tell anybody. It was her problem, right? So why give that to someone else? She deserved it by far. She was the one who had made it happen, whether or not she liked it, that was the way it was. How she was going to get through this...
