"Well I was thinking, about keeping it." I told my dad.
"Amy, this is a very grownup decision, you and Ricky have to raise the baby, feed it, take care of i-" my mom started.
"We can manage." I cut her off before she got into a long lecture about responsibilities.
"Alright Amy." she agreed. Before she could discuss it any further I stood up.
"Okay, mom, we are going to tell his parents, okay, bye!" I said, rushing out the front door.
Telling Ricky's parents went a whole lot better than I thought it would have. On the way back to my house we stopped at Dairy Shack. When we got to my house I thanked Ricky and walked inside my house.
"You really like him alot don't you?" my dad asked me, startling me.
"I think I like him more than alot." I told him.
"Well, I knew this day would come, might as well be the guy who knocked you up." he said.
"Dad!" I exclaimed.
"What, I was kidding, geez Amy lighten up!" he told me, walking into the living room. I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever." I mumbled, as I walked upstairs and into my room.
Later that night I heard a tapping sound coming from my window. Startled I looked up and slowly walked over to it. When I pushed aside the curtain I saw it was only Ricky, I let out the breath I had been holding. I opened up the window and Ricky jumped inside. "Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked .
"I just came to see you, talk, or whatever you wanna do." he told me sitting on my bed. I sat down beside him, and faced him.
"Ricky, I know I said that we would keep it, and I'm not backing out of the promise." I said. Ricky nodded probaly wondering what I was leading up to. "I know I'm acting all brave and like I can do this but, I don't know if I can I mean, I'm so scared, I mean what if something goes wrong when he's born, or I die, or something else happens?" I said in a rush, feeling tears brimming at my eyes. Because I really didn't know if I could do this, I was terrified. The tears flowed freely now. Ricky held my face in his hands.
"Nothing is going to happen Amy, you and the baby will be perfectly fine, don't think like that!" he said, kissing my forehead. He wrapped his arms around me as I sobbed into his chest. We layed down on my bed and I cried my self to sleep in Ricky's arms.
When I woke up in the morning I felt a strong arm wrapped securely around my waist. I remembered Ricky had fallen asleep over here, and went into panic mode. I shook his shoulder, when he woke up I jumped up and opened my window for him to climb out. "Ricky my dad or mom, are going to come and check on me, you got to go!" I said. He got up and ran over to the window, giving me a quick kiss before climbing outside.
So guys! What did you think? Well, anyways, the "I think I like him more than alot." part was from a conversation, Ronnie and her dad had in The Last Song. I mean it just seemed to fit in the moment! R&R