Hello human beings of Earth, and may I enlighten you with my writing. Happy Holidays!

Ally stared at the tiny plus sign of monstrosity. She dropped the object that was currently gripped tightly by her sweaty palms. How could this be?

The signs she was completely oblivious to were incredibly obvious. The puking at the unsaid hours of the morning, constant binging, and the sudden dizziness she was unable to control.

In her weak moment, her petite frame slid down the bathroom wall immediately, unable to find the strength to stand up. The growing tears at the brim of her eyes broke down, cascading down her pale cheeks in the shape of a flowing waterfall. The flowing tears kept coming and Ally knew that they wouldn't stop for a long time

She eyed her phone on the floor for a split second and made a grab for it. She had to do something about this rare situation. Her trembling fingers dialed Trish's speed dial number.

Thankfully, Trish picked up on the first ring.

"Hey girl, I'm with Austin and Dez right now, waiting for you to come for lunch. Impatiently and full of hunger I may add." She answered, and Austin's melodic laughter was heard in the background.

Guilt brew up in the pit of her churning stomach. How are you going to tell the father of the baby? Conscience was sure being unbearable right now.

"I made a terrible mistake…" Ally managed to get out in a whisper without stuttering. She let out another sob, vulnerable in many ways.

"I'm there in 5." Trish replied automatically, concern lacing her voice.

Hanging up, Ally threw her phone against the wall. Breathe in, breathe out Ally. Everything's going to be okay.

"Yeah right conscience." She mumbled incoherently, a new batch of fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. This situation was far beyond fixable, especially with college around the corner.

A few long minutes passed, Ally glued to the same position she was in. In the distance, she heard the door being flown open. Apparently, her father left the door unlocked before he left for work.

"Ally?" Trish's voice went to a high octave, echoing and going through the wooden walls. Her house resembled an antique, its style compared to the 1980's. The walls weren't made with thick, cemented walls, easily sound going through everywhere.

Ally gripped the bathroom counter using her free hand to continuously wipe the tears from her pain stricken face. Her body told her to get up, her heart told her otherwise. Her body won the battle, and she got up, her butt numb from sitting on the rough floor.

Her hands reached for the door knob, at the same time, the bathroom door smacked open causing Ally to clumsily knock over.

"Gosh I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were actually in here!" Trish exclaimed, bringing a tear stained Ally up. Taking a long look at her best friend and her worrisome expression, her eyebrows furrowed, grabbing her for an instant hug.

Trish consoled her, rubbing her fragile back with small and wide circles. "Whatever's wrong, you don't have to tell me right now. Let it out girl." She cooed, not used to seeing her bubbly and cheerful Ally break down. Her mind was already plotting revenge for whoever was causing her to be this distraught.

Ally pulled back reluctantly. Not wanting to make direct eye contact, she slowly walked over to the bathroom sink, grabbing the dreaded test. Pursuing her lips, she gave the test to Trish in silence.

A perplexed Trish; she studied the test, and stopped short when her eyes made contact with the positive sign of pregnancy. Before she could stop herself, a small gasp spurted from her mouth.

"Is this real?" She questioned, her brown doe eyes growing into saucers. They met Ally's, she almost wished they didn't. She had a blank look on her face, her mood expressionless in reaction to her question.

"What do you think Trish? My dog peed on the piece of stupid plastic?" Ally replied, her voice dripping with evident sarcasm. Her mood changed, her face crumbling up and bursting into tears. "What do I do?" Her body sunk low, hands racking her brunette, blond infused hair.

Trish bit her lip to refrain from asking the next question but her brain relented. "Alls be honest with me. Who's the father?" She studied her friend's face searching for any signs of realization.

Ally's busy hands froze like a deer caught in headlights. Don't tell her don't tell her don't tell her.

"Austin." She blurted out, wishing she thought before speaking the unspeakable.

Trish was rendered speechless, not only could she not find the words on how to describe this newly found information, but she was genuinely surprised this happened without her knowing.

"Austin as in Austin Monica Moon, our best friend for years?" Trish asked, wanting to be positive.

This only made Ally sob even louder, Trish took that as a sign that Austin was the father. Knowing Ally needed to be soothed right now, she wrapped her arms around the shaken girl and guided her out of the bathroom.

"I'm going to ruin Austin's career, I just know it. Everything he worked so hard for, down the drain all because of me." Ally muttered, hanging tightly onto Trish for support as they careened down the stairwell. "He's going to hate me." She added wearily, barely above a whisper in case Trish might hear.

Her lower lip trembled; she felt the tears coming again, she just couldn't forever stop the wave of despair and shame invading her thoughts.

"Ally, whatever happened isn't going to make him hate you. Austin could never hate you; he loves you too much if you don't know." Trish replied, gently placing her down on the couch settled in her living room.

Ally didn't respond, she was fast asleep, her fresh tear stained cheeks absorbing the water it accumulated. Trish watched her best friend soundly sleep, concern noting her eyes, not wanting to leave the disheveled girl alone without somebody.

"Everything's going to be okay Alls. I'm here for you." She whispered softly, pulling a thin fleece blanket over her.

Ally however was far ahead in deep sleep, already formulating a plan to resolve this. No matter who got hurt.

MUAHAHA, hope you all enjoyed my crappy piece of writing. Next chapter will most likely be a dream Ally has in which she remembers that night she had with Austin. Get it? No? Okay then, I might update tomorrow depending on how fast I get my break homework done. Adieu fellow readers :)