A/N: Alright, this chapter took me a long time. I couldn't quite figure out what I wanted to write…anyway, hope y'all like it!

I'm not, nor was I ever, a slut. But when I got pregnant, everyone assumed I was.

I didn't sleep around. I've only slept with two different guys.

My ex-boyfriend, Dean, and I slept together a couple times when we were together.

The other guy was Parker Adams. It was over two months after I broke up with Dean, and I'd had a crush on him on and off again for the last four years.

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June 29, 2009

"Hey, Alex," I heard Parker say as I shut my locker, "are you busy tonight?"

"No!" I exclaimed quickly, not hiding my excitement. "I mean, um. I don't know. Let me check my calendar...Nope! I'm free!"

Parker laughed. Smiling at him, I allowed myself to lean my back against the lockers.

"Cool," he replied. "You wanna hang out then?" he flashed his signature smile, showing off his perfect teeth.

"I'd love to," I said, trying to maintain my composure. Parker moved closer and leaned his arm against the locker above my head.

"Alright, then I'll meet you at your house at 6?"

"Sounds good to me," I replied, letting out a nervous giggle.

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That Night

Parker and I went to the park for about an hour before he suggested that we go watch a movie at his house.

"You look beautiful tonight, by the way," Parker complemented mid-way through the movie, staring into my eyes.

I blushed. "Thank you." I couldn't pull my gaze from his. Slowly we moved closer, and then our lips barely touched. We pulled back slightly.

"I've liked you for a long time," I whispered to him, our lips less than an inch apart. Taking a deep breath, I kissed him forcefully, pushing him back against the arm of the couch.

Parker shifted so he was horizontal on the couch, and I straddled his body.

"When are your parents coming home?" I asked between kisses.

"Not til tomorrow night," he replied.

"Good." I pulled his shirt over his head and he followed suit with mine.

Soon all our clothes were laying scattered on the floor.

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I had thought that after our rendezvous, Parker and I were a couple. Apparently, that wasn't true though. We went on a date - which wasn't quite like our first - the next day, and then again two days later. When I found out less than a week later, however, that Parker had gone out with Kylee Patterson the night I wasn't with him, I ended whatever "relationship" we had. I wanted more than no strings attached.

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June 5, 2010

Two months.

I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling.

It had been two months and I still thought of her every single day.

I flipped over and buried my face in my pillows. I felt the need to block out the world. I grabbed another pillow and used my arms to sandwich my head between the two.

I screamed.

Nobody would hear me; my face was too immersed in fluff and cotton. I just had to let out the scream. My eyes were closed tight, but I could feel tears surfacing.

When I pulled my face from the pillows, I realized that my mom was walking in the room. I sat up, trying to act normal.

"Alex, time for—" My mom stopped as she saw my face. By this time, tears had fallen and it was definitely noticeable. "Are you alright, honey?"

I looked away from her. I couldn't tell her the truth. Not this time.

"Nah, I'm fine," I lied, attempting to regain my composure.

"Alright," she spoke, unconvinced. "It's dinner time, by the way."

"I, uh...I'm not hungry."

"Okay. Well, I'll make a plate for you and put it in the fridge so you can come get it later, okay?"

I nodded and attempted a smile. "Thanks."

As my mom left the room, I sighed and fell back into a lying position and let the tears continue falling.

A/N: Review please! As you can see…I didn't really use the suggestions I got…well…I SORTA did…but I didn't…