OH MY FREAKING GOD! IT'S SNOWING! YAY YAY YAY! Ha, I was sitting on the computer doing my thing and I looked outside and saw snow, Then I looked farther and saw that it was snowing! Oh yes! Ha, anyway enjoy my story.

My mom just stared at me, as if I was dirt. Stupid, worthless dirt.

"YES YOU ARE, LILLIAN! YOU ARE NOT HAVING A BABY AT 16 YEARS OLD!"

I couldn't help it. I tried to hold it in, but there was no use.

"At least I wasn't a slut like you were, going off to have sex with 5 million guys! I had sex with one freaking guy that I love, not some 50 year old creeper!"

My mothers face was sad and I could tell, but she kept yelling anyway.

"I WAS NOT 16 YEARS OLD! I WAS 23! THAT IS 7 YEARS OLDER THAN YOU, A FINE AGE TO BE HAVING SEX LIKE THAT! I DON'T WANT YOU LIVING WITH A BABY!"

It stung to here that, but I just walked out. I got in my car and drove to Oliver's house. I didn't want to climb up the freaking house, I don't care if his mom sees me it's about time she knew about all of this. I rang the doorbell and immediately regretted it. Shit, what if his mom thinks I'm some kind of whore that has sex with a new guy every night? What if she never lets me and Oliver hang out? What if she wants me to get an abortion?

A heavy lady with dark hair just like Oliver's answered the door. Her hair was up in a messy bun and she wore an apron and a pink dress under it.

"Why hello there! You must be Lacey!"

"Lilly, actually. Um, I wanted to talk to you and Oliver."

She smiled, "Of course, one second."

She called up for Oliver, who hugged me when he saw me and then looked at me with a look that said "Don't you dare tell her that your pregnant." I shook my head at him and tried my best to give him a look that said, "I have to."

His mom, who introduced herself as Sheryl, lead us to the loveseat in their kitchen. Actually, last week this was me and Oliver's make love seat, but I don't think Sheryl has to know that. She sat down on the floor next to us and smiled at me.

"So Lilly, what was it you wanted to talk about."

I coughed slightly and then started, "Well, I love Oliver very much, and he and I have had some good times together, but sometimes those good times lead to, er, some bad things. And, um, one of those good times made me, um-"

This time Oliver finished for me, "Pregnant."

His mother looked confused and then buried her head in her hands. "Oh lord! My 16 year old son got a girl pregnant!"

"Mom, It was an accident and-"

"Lilly, dear, we will pay for everything, and Oliver will stay with you through think and thin, I promise sweet heart! You are not giving that baby up!"

I felt all warm inside. I smiled and hugged Sheryl and Oliver at the same time and for once in these two days, I felt it, I knew it, that everything will be okay.

Aww! Happy moment for Lilly! Yay! Ha, so I'm going to write the next one soon so review!