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[[This story is all in justin's pov :)]]

"I'm pregnant," she said to me, shaking. I held her there for a while and then pulled away from our hug.

"Pregnant?" I questioned her, nervously.

"Yes, Justin... I am pregnant. Two months." she responded, trying not to cry.

I was shocked. Why didn't she tell me earlier? Oh well, it's not important now. The only thing that is important now

is supporting Casey and the baby. The baby... My baby. OH god, am I ready for this? Casey interrupted my thoughts

by letting out a huge sob.

"Baby, it's fine. You don't have to cry. We can do this, I promise." I wiped her tears. "Now smile for me." I said

to her with a grin, she looked up at me and smiled. I love her smile, it makes my world go around. "There it is."

I said.

"How are you so perfect?" she asked me with a smile ear to ear. "I don't know, guess it comes naturally." I remarked

with my signature hair flip. She giggled. She's so cute. I'm 16. So is Casey. She's my girlfriend of four years. Yup,

you heard me. Four years. We've had our ups and downs, but the downs hardly last more than an hour. I love that about

us. Casey and I have known eachother since birth. Our mothers went to highschool together, and have stayed close friends

ever since. They actually both got pregnant at the same time on purpose, so they would have kids together. And those

kids were me and Casey; the perfect match. They always teased us about dating as we were growing up, but we never

actually thought it would happen. I asked her out in 6th grade, and now we are sophmores. Summer is coming up! I'm

really excited for that. Casey's been through everything with me. Usher, JT, Ellen, American Idol, Oprah, everything.

She's been to every concert, and I love her for that. She homeschools with me so she and her mom can travel with us.

My dad, unfortunately, left my mom when she was pregnant with me. AT 17. He's a douchebag, I don't talk to him anymore.

[AN: I know it's not true, just go with it.] Casey's dad was... murdered. When Casey was really little. Neither of us

remember much about him. Casey's only memory with him was when he was teaching her how to pump her legs on the swing.

He died when we were 4. I remember a bit of the funeral, but hardly anything. I don't think that Casey and I went to

the actual service, because it was just too much on our mothers. My mom, Pattie, was really upset when Casey's dad

died too, they were the best of friends.

"Justin?"

"Yeah baby?"

"Are we... Are we going to have it?"

"Of course. What else would we do?"

"I'm just making sure that... That... You're not going to leave me because of it, are you?" she whimpered.

How could she think that? I pulled her head onto my chest "I couldn't leave you if I tried." she cried into my chest,

and I didn't say a thing. How could I be so stupid? Why would I do this to something so pure? "I'm so sorry Casey."

"For what?" "Getting you... pregnant. It's my fault." "Justin no it's not! Don't blame yourself, babe, please. We

both committed to it. It was both of us." "Yeah but, I should have felt the condom break, but I didn't. I'm sorry."

She kissed me softly. "I want to do this. I am not estatic that I'm pregnant, but if I had to do this with any guy

in the entire world- have a baby with them, that is, I swear it would be with you. You've kind of made yourself my

everything, and I promise you that this will be good for us. And we will be good for the baby, because we're great

together." I smiled so big, I could feel it. "I love you." "I love you too."