I do not own OTH.
What if the night that Lucas and Peyton kissed, it leaded to more? Will Lindsey stay with him after they find out the truth or will it all be too much for her to deal with? LEYTON. Peyton P.O.V
My eyes widen as I wake up, the feeling of something kick my guts around, making me more nauseous then I have ever been in my entire life. Well, other than the last few weeks. I throw the covers off and grab a box on my bedside table.
Quickly opening the door and running into the bathroom I hear my cheery brunette best friend and roommate yell out "Good morning P", slamming the bathroom door in response.
The brunette shakes her head, replying for me, "Good morning Brooke, you look great this morning!" She smiles, turning a little on her heels, "Thanks so much best friend" she response to herself.
I hear her from the bathroom, yelling good morning to her from the bathroom in between dry heaves. I sit on the cold tile of the bathroom floor, resting my head on the toilet seat, groaning softly, looking at the box on the floor beside me.
Lucas kiss got deeper and more passionate as I moan on his lips, not wanting it to stop as he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, slowly breaking the kiss, "Luke... What about Lindsey?" I ask, giggling as his lips went down to my neck
I heard a soft mumble from the nook of my neck, "Don't worry about her, Peyton"
Brooke knocks on the bathroom door, "Peyton, are you okay?" She asked, concerned, leaning against the door, waiting for a reply
I let out a big sigh in between silent sobs, slowly standing up with a positive pregnancy test in my hand, opening the door for my best friend, "I don't know Brooke.. Would you consider this okay?" I ask, my face red and stained with tears as I hold up the pregnancy test
Her face drops as she sees the test, "Peyton! What? Who's the fat- ", She stops herself, shaking her head as she follows me to my bedroom, "Please don't tell me it's who I think it is" She stood in my doorway.
All I could do is nod, sitting on my bed, "Don't even say his name.. I Don't want to hear It right now" I fall back onto my bed
"You are going to tell him, right?" She asks as I lift my head up, looking at her,
"Brooke we live in a small town, if I don't tell him, he'll find out from someone.. I'd rather me than anyone else"
She nods as the doorbell rings, her eyes widening, "You might want to hide that.. That would be the inseminators fiancé", I glare at her as she continues, "I'm making her wedding dress, P" she frowned and blew me a kiss as she walked to open the door.
I huge fake smile grew on her face, "Good morning future Mrs. Scott!" She said in her raspy voice as they hugged, I could hear her from my room, I quickly ran into the bathroom, turning on the shower so I could not only drown out their voices, but also drown out the noise of me dry heaving and eventually throwing up. I quickly jumped in the shower after throwing up a few times, wanting to get a shower in before the nausea came back.
"So, what kind of material were you thinking of for the dress?" Brooke asked the woman sitting across from her, taking a sip of coffee from the mug that Brooke had given her
She laughed, "Brooke, look who you're talking to." She shook her head, " I do have some pictures of dresses I like" she said reaching down and grabbing a few pages ripped out from bridal magazines, handing them to Brooke.
I hear the two of them talking and laughing, Brooke loves weddings so this is great for her, even if it is my ex boyfriends fiancé, I walk out of the bathroom and quickly into my bedroom, reappearing about ten minutes later with worn boot cut jeans on with holes in both of the knees and a tight black v-neck shirt, "Might as well wear things that are tight while I can" I thought to myself as I walked out to the kitchen, grabbing a to go mug, trying to ignore to two women, pouring coffee in the to go mug
"Do you really want coffee, Peyton?" Brooke looked at me as I glared at her, "I can make you some tea quickly" She started to get up
I shake my head at her, "Oh no Brooke... I need all the caffeine I can get this morning... Busy day at work ahead of me since someones engagement party is going to be at TRIC in a few days" I joke, softly smiling at Lindsey, "Good morning Lindsey, wish I could stay and talk but I really need to get going" I walk out of the kitchen, my heels clinking on the hardwood floor, quickly grabbing my keys and purse and walking out the front door, shutting it as I lean against it, letting out a big sigh, "God, what have I gotten myself into?" I ask myself as I walk to my car, getting in and head to work.
My first fanfic, be as kind as possible (: Please R&R. Thanks you lovelies!