sometimeschill asked on Tumblr: I'd love to see what you'd make out of 32: pregnancy fic and 90: unexpected virgin! weird combo I know but I think you could make it work

When I got this, I didn't know where to begin.

The best thing about this is that it has become a multi chapter because I love this idea so much.

Title for fic and Lyrics in chapter name: Unexpectedly by Jason Chen

Unexpectedly

Chapter One: "I've Known You For Five Years And A Day"

Riza was sitting on the toilet seat, her whole body trembling. She wrapped her arms around herself. No, this can't be happening. Tears ran down Riza's face and she angrily brushed them away. It can't be true. She didn't want to believe the two lines in the pregnancy test. She wasn't finished college yet. She bit down hard on her lip to prevent herself from sobbing. I'm too young, I'm still a kid myself. I can't be pregnant. She bought the test on her way to college that morning and she planned to wait until she got home. Her mind couldn't focus and she couldn't wait. Impatient at the end of her first class, she made a dash for the restroom, leaving her friends none the wiser as to her predicament. Her period was late but that wasn't all that unusual for her when she was stressed. But when she started feeling run down and nauseated, she started to wonder. In retrospect, doing the test in a dirty restroom cubicle on campus was a terrible idea.

Someone banged on the cubicle she was hiding in. "C'mon, you've been in there ages."

Riza suppressed a sob and blinked away her tears. "Coming," she managed, her voice thick with emotion.

She fumbled with the pregnancy test and went to throw it in the bin. Gripped by a sudden fear, she stopped. What if the woman banging on the door saw it? Then she would know. Her fingers trembled as she hurriedly wrapped up the test in toilet paper and put it back in its box and into the front compartment of her bag. She wiped her eyes with her sleeve and swallowed a sob. Get it together, Riza.

The person on the other side tapped again impatiently. "Never mind, I'm dying here."

"I said I'm coming," Riza snapped. She dashed out of the cubicle and brushed past the woman. She kept her eyes averted at the sink when washing her hands.

"Are you alright?" she heard the woman say.

She ignored her and kept washing. Thankfully they left her be. Her hands were shaking and she tried to still them. Taking deep breaths, she tried to calm her reeling mind. She had no doubt that Liam must be the father. It was an amicable break up when after six weeks they decided to go their separate ways.

When she had finished washing her hands, she looked at her face. Her eyes were red. Damn, I can't let any of my friends see me like this. She took out some tissues from her bag and dabbed at her eyes. Her shoulders slumped. There was no way she could go to her evening lectures; it's not as if she would be able to pay attention anyway. She just wanted to go back to her apartment and climb into her bed, pretend the whole day was a nightmare. Maybe she would wake up and it would be Tuesday again?

She left the restroom in the rush and almost ran right into a warm body. She looked up into the familiar eyes of her best friend. Roy caught her by the shoulders and steadied her.

"I was waiting for you." His dark eyes were concerned and he looked her up and down. "Riza-"

"Did you follow me from class?" Her words came out more accusatory than she intended.

He nodded, his hands squeezed her shoulders. "Are you ok?" He looked at her face and he furrowed his brows, "No, you're not are you?"

"I'm fine, Roy. Honestly." She rubbed her temple and loosened his grip on his shoulders. He arched an eyebrow and dropped his hands. She let out a sigh. "I'm not feeling well. I want to go home." She hated lying to him and she was pretty sure he could tell. After all, he had been her best friend since they were kids. He probably knew her better than anyone else.

He wrapped an arm around her and gave her a one-armed hug. She relaxed into his comforting embrace. "Let me take you home then?"

She shook her head. "No, I'm pretty sure you've got classes this afternoon."

He waved a hand vaguely. "Nonsense, what sort of a best friend would I be to leave you alone right now? Look at the state of you. I can see you've been crying." He patted her arm. "Let me just text Rebecca, she's freaking out."

Riza gifted him a watery smile and leaned against the wall as he tapped on his phone.

When he was finished, he whispered, "Riza, you can tell me anything you know."

She sniffed. "I know, but I'm not ready to talk about it."

"Alright," he said. "But let's get something to drink and head back to your apartment."

Part of her wanted to protest but the other part of her didn't want to be alone. She felt a surge of affection for her friend. She couldn't bring herself to say the words. Not yet. It would make them feel more real somehow.

"Distract me then."

"Hmm." A lopsided grin on his face, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, "Oh, friend, let me tell you all about my terrible double date with Hughes and Gracia."

When Roy pulled in outside her apartment block, Riza was smiling. He had succeeded in distracting her and making her laugh with his stories.

He turned in the driver's seat, his head tilted a little. "Do you want some company?"

She bit her lip. "Would you mind staying a while?"

"Of course," he said. "Are you ready to talk about what's bothering you?" When she shifted in her seat, he gave her an apologetic smile. "I mean, it's alright if you're not." He ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm worried about you, that's all-"

She held up her hand, "Roy, stop!"

He stopped babbling and dipped his head. "Sorry."

She took a deep breath. " I- I'm pregnant, Roy," she whispered. Her eyes welled up and she crumbled. "I'm so scared."

His eyes widened but his shock subsided quickly and he pulled her into his arms. Hugging with the handbrake between wasn't the most comfortable position but she didn't care. He rubbed circles into her back and whispered assurances that everything was going to be ok. God, why couldn't Roy be the father? She could trust him with anything. She shoved that foolish thought out of her head. It was probably left over from the crush she had on him in their early teens.

"I'm here for you," he said. "All your friends, no matter what you want to do. We will all support you."

The material of Roy's shirt was damp underneath her cheek. She had hoped to get inside before she broke down again but it seemed luck wasn't with her that day at all.

"Does the father know?"

Shaking her head, she pulled back and wiped her eyes. "I only did the test today. You're the only person I told." He pulled out a packet of tissues from the pocket of the car and handed them to her. She chuckled and tore them open. "Roy, I swear you're like a knight in shining armour today."

"Chris trained me well." He put his hand on the door handle. "Are you ready to go inside? I think we should order some pizza, maybe get some ice cream with it."

"That sounds like just what I need." Riza wiped her eyes with a tissue. "How do you always know what I need?"

He tapped his nose. "I'm psychic, or maybe I just know you very well?"

After Riza had a quick shower, she came into the living room where Roy had made himself at home.

He looked up when she joined him on the couch. "Pizza and ice cream on the way!"

"I'm sorry about earlier and crying all over you." Her face burned. This wasn't Roy's problem. It was hers. "And now you're missing classes over me."

He rolled his eyes. Riza, don't be like that. You needed someone today and I'm glad it was me." He dipped his head. "You worried me when I saw your eyes. I knew you were really upset about something." He looked up again. "I'm your best friend, it's my job!" His lips twitched upward, "I think I do a better job than Rebecca Catalina."

Riza threw her head back and laughed. "Don't let Becca hear you say that." She pushed him lightly. "Seriously though, I really am grateful."

"You're welcome." He smiled at her and she felt all warm inside.

"I don't know what I am going to do, Roy," she whispered. "I mean, I've always wanted kids but I didn't think it would happen now. I thought it was way ahead in the future, you know."

Nodding, he took her hands."You should go see a doctor to confirm it. They can you talk you through your options."

"I know, but I'm not ready to face it yet. Maybe tomorrow." Her voice cracked a little. "Everyone is going to think I'm easy."

"Oh, Riza, that's ridiculous." His eyes were narrowed. "Nobody would think that about you, especially anybody that knows you."

He didn't understand. It was different for men. Even if they got a girl pregnant, nobody would be looking at them and judging them.

"I suppose you'd know, wouldn't you? You have all their numbers." She regretted the words as soon as they were out of her mouth.

Roy looked like he had been slapped. His mouth parted and his face flushed. "I thought you knew me better than that. I know I have a reputation but it's all bullshit."

"Sorry. I didn't mean that."

He crossed his arms. "I know people say things about me being a player, but I don't expect it to come from you."

She looked at him and tried to figure him out. Sex was one of those things she never talked about with Roy. She had her girlfriends for that. Why was getting so defensive?

His cheeks were red and he looked everywhere except at her. "I haven't - alright. Everyone thinks I'm some Casanova but it couldn't be further from the truth."

"You haven't had sex?" He nodded and her mouth dropped open. "I just assumed that well since Katie, and well you started college you've been seeing a lot of girls."

Katie had been the only girl that Roy had bothered with for longer than five minutes and even though she was nice, Riza couldn't help hate her a little. She was like a Mary Sue come to life, too perfect in every way. They had broken the summer before college and Roy was making the most of his single status by seeing different girls every other week.

Roy shrugged and let out a chuckle. "You shared your big secret with me and now you know mine." He wiped his palms on his pants. "It never really worked out with any of those girls. They weren't really interested in anything I had to say. Katie and I, we came close but she wasn't ready."

She bumped her shoulder against his. "And there's nothing wrong with that. It's not like I have much experience either, Roy. I don't know why I bought into that crap. You're right, I should have known better."

He sighed. "I shouldn't have gotten so defensive about it. Enough about me and my imagined sex-life, do you know what you want to do about your secret?"

She shook her head. "I don't know. I think I want to keep the baby but I'm afraid because it's going to change everything. Father won't understand, I'm pretty sure he would disown me and there are all my classes."

"Whatever you decide to do, I've got your back, okay? Don't worry, you've got a lot of people who love you. And if all comes to all, you know you can come and stay with me and Chris."

She was truly touched at the offer but she could never impose on them. "Roy, I couldn't."

"If it happens, you won't have a choice. Chris wouldn't have you out on the street either." The doorbell rang and Roy burst into a grin. "Food's here."

She smiled as he grabbed his wallet. "How do you feel about watching some trashy action or sci-fi movies?"

"That sounds perfect."

To be continued…