Little Pink Plus Sign

by SoLittleMotivation

If anyone asked Ally, she'd say it was Trish's fault. She was the one who dragged them to that stupid party after all. If you asked Austin, it was his. He was the one too drunk to think anything through. But it didn't matter whose fault it was or wasn't-because Ally was keeping her best friend's baby. With or without Austin's help.

1. Chapter 1

She looked down.

Oh god. She though bitterly, Let this not be the only test I pass this week.

And then she felt the tears pricking at the corner of her eye.

The tiled floor of the bathroom spun around her. She leaned over and threw up, heaving into the toilet.

She put her hands on her knees and pushed herself up, looking at the test again. The little pink plus sign burned itself into her vision.

She felt like she was going to throw up again.

At first, when all this started three weeks ago, she had thought it was the hangover. Trish had dragged her and Austin to some stupid party at her cousin's house. There had been beer, and things had gotten a little out of hand when the beer pong had started.

Needless to say, she had woken up, naked, next to Austin the next morning, in the spare room of Trish's house.

She had run out before Austin could wake up.

But, then, after two weeks of the stomach flu, Trish had suggested trying this. "Just to make sure," she had said, "That we're not dealing with what I think we're dealing with."

Ally leaned over and threw up again. Dammit.

"Ally?" Someone knocked on the door. "Are you in there?" Austin's voice seemed to reverberate around her skull.

She quickly shoved the pregnancy test into the trash can.

It took all of the sixteen-year old girl's strength to stand up and walk to the bathroom door. She swung it open, attempting a smile for her best-friend. "Hey."

"Hey." He replied. "Are you okay in there?"

She tried to nod, and found herself on the ground again, dry-heaving.

Austin gently knelt next to her. "You're obviously not." He picked her up, and she put up very little resistance. Had she always seemed so light?

He set her down in her bed. "I'm gonna call Trish, okay?"

She nodded, exhausted.

As he walked out of the room, she sat up and curled into a little ball, wrapping her arms around her knees.

How on Earth was she supposed to tell him?

I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HELL I'M WRITING.

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Jenny, who is way to old for this.