Amy's POV

I lay on the couch in the den, my cell phone on the table. I had just put John to sleep and I've been texting Ben. I could feel my eyelids drooping. I was so tired, but I had to stay awake for Ben. Finally I heard the vibration of my phone and smiled. I reached over and picked it up.

Hey Ames, I love you. I'm sorry you had a hard time getting John to sleep.

It's so sweet how he cares, I'm so lucky to have him. I texted him back:

Hey Ben, I love you too! It's alright; it's not your fault. Ricky's going to stop by later tonight.

Before sending it I looked at the clock… actually he should be here any minute. I erased the last sentence and sent the message. He responded quickly.

Can I stop by tonight?

I bit my lip, I loved him but tonight wasn't going to be a good night.

I can't, I'm sorry. Maybe tomorrow?

I felt slightly guilty, but I'm saving all three of us (Ricky, Ben, and I) a lot of stress. I heard the kitchen door open so I sat up and folded the blanket I was wearing and sat it in the chair. I ran into the bathroom and made sure I looked alright. I then ran into the kitchen and saw my mother, relief washed over me.

"Hey Ames, I'm going to run back to the office and stay a little later tonight. We have a huge project on our hands so I'm working later." She said.

"Alright." I said as she was filling up a thermos of coffee.

"Any plans tonight?" She asked.

A felt a little angry and hurt. "Of course not, unless I can find somebody who'll actually watch John. Which, of course, nobody will so my relationship with Ben lasts through texts!"

"By the way…. Your father was checking the number of texts you've sent. Keep it to a minimum, you're close to going over the limit." She warned me.

"Mom, I'm fifteen with a baby, a boyfriend, and the father texts me. I think I should have unlimited texting. Really, Ben and I can really only communicate with texts and Ricky and I are texting each other to go shopping or something." I argued.

"We'll see." Anne said and started walking towards the door. I dashed in front of her and blocked the exit.

"We'll see, as in like 'probably yes because you deserve it?'" I asked.

"We'll see as in probably not." Anne said and left.

I groaned and sat down on one of the chairs in the kitchen. I rested my head on the table and started to drift to sleep. I didn't even get to sleep because my phone was vibrating.

Sounds great. Can Ricky babysit?

I wanted to write down so many things like "probably not Ben, Ricky has a life and so do you, everybody does besides me and nobody ever cuts me any slack."

Nope, why don't you come over tomorrow? I sent the message and Ricky walked in.

"Hey." He said and hugged me. A friendly hug, nothing big.

"Hi… what's with the hugs?" I asked.

"I don't know, I'm just in a good mood." He said happily.

"John's upstairs sleeping, he'll probably wake up any minute." I told him.

"Why is he always sleeping when I come?" he asks slightly annoyed.

"Because you come after you 'had fun' with Adrian!" I snap.

"For your information I haven't talked to Adrian since she dumped me because I don't want to marry her!" He said angrily.

"Good for her." I mumbled as I stood up and went to the sink. I began washing a few of the bottles and spoons I used today with John.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked irritated.

"Well, why should she do what she does with a guy who isn't willing to have a serious relationship let alone spend the rest of his life with her?" I said scrubbing the bottles harder as I got angrier.

"Who are you to tell me about my relationship?" He asked.

"According to you, you have no relationship!" I yelled.

"Technically I have a relationship with you!" he said.

"I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!" I yelled.

"I'm the father of your baby!" He said.

"One night at band camp doesn't make us an item." I snapped.

"It must've been something because in your room there's a crying, pooping, eating, living baby that is OURS!" he yelled.

"He may be ours, but we're… we're just kids we don't know what love is or anything. I'm having the hardest time raising John." I said. "Besides, I have Ben and I'm happy with him."

"We're not kids anymore Amy. You may have Ben, but when you do break up, which I know you will, who else can you turn to? Amy you can't just put all of your trust into a guy you've known for what? Nine months?" He said.

"Don't act like you know everything! You don't know me or my life!" I screamed.

"But I do! Amy you're my baby's mother and I loved you at band camp but after that night you just left me, you were too embarrassed to talk to me."

I remembered that night, I hated to remember it but I did.

*FLASHBACK*

I really shouldn't bug him. God how could I do something so stupid? Oh no, he's walking up to me, what am I going to do?

"Hey." He said taking my hand.

I pulled my hand away. "I have to go to the lake… I'm meeting a… a friend." I said and scurried off to the lake. It wasn't a complete lie, under my summer dress I had my bathing suit on.

Once I got to the lake I stood on the dock, I took off my dress and jumped in with my bikini on. I stayed under the water as long as I could, trying to escape the memories from last night. I couldn't, thoughts flashed through my mind. If I wasn't underwater I'd be crying. I hit the surface and swam, I swam as far as I could. Until my body just couldn't swim any farther and I just floated.

After a while I swam back, not caring how late I was. I grabbed my towel, my dress, and I ran to my cabin. I climbed up to my top bunk and cried. I hate myself, I barely even knew the guy, I wasn't ready emotionally, I don't even know his last name, god I'm such a-

My thoughts were cut off by someone opening the door. I got scared that it was him, it wasn't just my roommate Tracy. I gave a weak smile as she sat on her bunk.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

I shook my head and looked out the window, he was playing baseball with some of the guys.

"Did something happen last night with Mr. Gorgeous over there?" She asked giggling. I looked at her sternly and scared.

"Oh my god!" She said seriously and shocked as she climbed up next to me on the top bunk. She knelt down on the bed hugging me and comforting me.

"It was awful Tracy! I didn't even know how it happened!" I said sobbing.

"Amy it's okay it'll be alright." She said.

Just then a baseball crashed through the window we both screamed. Two guys ran into the room, Ricky and some other boy.

"Sorry!" The boy said as he saw shards of glass on the bunk below me.

"Amy is there any by you?" Ricky asked

I shook my head. He whispered over to the other kid and the kid shook his head, after a moment of awkward silence the boy turned to Tracy.

"Hey Tracy, want to go swimming?" he asked.

"Why would-"She said but got cut off

"Let's go!" He said

She got the message and they left. Once the door was shut and they were far enough away Ricky climbed onto the top bunk and sat next to me, we weren't sitting face to face, we were side by side and staring straight ahead.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No." I whispered

"I'm sorry." He said.

"It's not just your fault." I said "I wasn't ready for this emotionally, I told myself to shut up and I just ignored my gut feeling."

"I know what that's like, not in a situation like this though. But it's not like anything serious will happen." He said.

"yeah definitely. I mean you can't get pregnant the first time." I said laughing a little.

"Of course not." He said smiling and hugged me. He kissed my cheek and we walked outside, holding hands.

*END FLASHBACK*

"I was wrong." I whispered.

"Wrong about what?" He asked.

"I could get pregnant on the first try, and I did." I said crying.

"Amy…" He said.

"No! I knew I could but there I went again ignoring the truth and ignoring my gut feeling just so I could realize that you were different." She said.

"Amy…" he said again.

"But you were different Ricky, not in the way I thought though; you're my baby's daddy and always will be." I said choking on tears I tried to hold back.

"Amy please, don't do this." He said. "I felt bad enough and I tried to tell you but-"

"Don't say I didn't listen Ricky. Don't you remember? You hit that baseball into the cabin and we talked. We left the cabin a few minutes later holding hands." I said.

He smiled a little. "What I'd give to travel back in time to that night."

"Why you want to relive the moment?" I said a little confused, I guess I was flirting a little.

"Nah, actually I'd want to be smart enough to ask you if you were on the pill. Or to at least stop and not let that happen." He said.

"Yeah, I love John though. In a way, I still love having him around and it'd be weird not to have to wake up at five thirty in the morning." I said smiling.

"Or when he learns to crawl." He said.

"I'm so proud he just learned the other day." I said.

He nodded. "The day he turned exactly ten months." Ricky said.

I smiled, he was growing so big. "He's our little boy." I said.

"Yeah, all ours. I hope he gets your brains though." Ricky said.

I laughed. "I hope he gets your skill in sports." I said.

"Yeah that way he's not the wimp who waits to get hit in dodgeball." He said making fun of me.

"That was one day!" I said.

"Sure, sure." He said laughing.

Just then the baby monitor placed by the microwave went off. I heard his cries through it.

"Let's make a deal." I said.

"Okay what?" He asked.

"Alright if he's wet or he went number two, you change him. If he's hungry I'll feed him and then put him to sleep when he gets tired again." I said.

"It's a deal." He said and we shook on it.