A/N: Because how can you not ship them?
Disclaimer: Don't own anything, sadly. :(
(December, 2025)
The wind howled around her, making the young girl shiver with more than the cold. Her hands were smashed into the pockets of her thick winter coat. Sound of people laughing and cars whizzing by drummed in her bright pink ears, but she felt anything but happy and alive. As far as she was concerned, she was dead meat after her parents found out what she had done.
She wished things were as simple as they were when she was little. When the biggest worry was the shadows dancing in her closet, when she still called her boyfriend "Auggie-Doggie Matthews." And if she didn't like her life, well, she could just daydream and imagine it all away.
(March, 2017)
"Auggie!" She squealed, wrapping her friend in a big. His grin split his face in two. She had been away at summer camp for a whole three days, never once seeing her friend.
"Dance with me," she commanded suddenly, holding her hand out. He bowed, all gentlemen-like, spinning her around awkwardly, but not caring how he looked. The two spun around, stepping on each other's feet and falling over laughing.
Nothing could have been better then, simpler, she thought.
Her worried mind suddenly wandered to her best friend, Riley Matthews. The girl was now in her twenties, off to the university, but Riley seemed to be the only person that she could go to for advice. Motherly, girl advice.
She wondered what Riley would say about her now.
She made her way down the hall, tentatively and shaking, to her boyfriend's apartment. It was like her second home, but it wasn't feeling welcoming. She hoped that no one else was home. Her hand hovered over the door before knocking, once, twice, and her curly haired boyfriend of many years on and off opened the door. She took a steadying breathe before blurting in a small voice,
"August, I'm pregnant."
A/N: Continue?
Do it for Johnny y'all,
- Alee XxX