A/N: This story started out as an 'I wonder if people will actually read this' kind of story, and now, 12 chapters later; I have 87 reviews! You are all the best! I really love and appreciate all of your reviews! It puts a smile on my face every time! Power to the people!

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The ride on the way back to John's house was completely silent. For most of the time, Alice kept her head down and stared intently at her hands. She thought of her life and where it was going. It always ended up with the result of nowhere. She looked up to see what Maureen might have been thinking, but Mo's hard stare, only made her feel more ashamed. Finally, the car came to a stop. Alice opened the door, but Mo woke her out of her trance.

"What are you going to do?" Mo's words were said in a hushed serious tone. Alice couldn't understand why she was asking this now.

"When I find out, I'll call you." Alice replied back in the same style tone. She walked to the front window of the car.

"Thanks Richie." He smiled dorkily and waved her goodbye.

Alice walked into the warm home and she tried her best to avoid Mimi who was drinking tea in the kitchen. She quietly walked up the steps and expected to see John when she silently opened the creaky door. He wasn't there. She closed the door and swallowed a lump that was beginning to form in her throat.

Alice P.O.V

I held back tears that I could feel were forming in my eyes. Why wasn't he here? Not that it mattered. What was I going to tell him anyway? I was actually beginning to feel relieved that John wasn't here, but I wanted so badly to give him a hug and feel like everything was back to the way we started. The tears started running down my cheek and walked over to the messy bed that He hadn't even bothered to make. I smiled a little. John was usually very clean about his things. I crawled on to his side of the bed and covered myself in his blankets. For a moment, I just stood there, taking in his sweet scent of Peppermint and cigarettes. I could slowly feel myself beginning to fall asleep. I heard the door creak open.

"Alice?" it was John. His voice was quietly sweet. I dried my tears and got out of bed to give him a hug. He was warm and had the scent of alcohol on his clothes, but I could tell that he wasn't drunk.

"How was your day?" I spoke into his neck and played with the greasy tail of his hair. He still had his hands around my waist and his warmth had a way of almost making me forget everything that had happened earlier. Almost. Suddenly, he pulled me back and smiled wildly.

"What?" I questioned with a curios smile.

"Germany! We're goin' to Germany, Alice!" He yelled and threw out a high pitched laugh as we waltzed around the room. I laughed along with him and smiled widely. He stopped, still smiling.

"What do ye' think?" I paused for a while, still smiling.

"I think . . . this is amazing! I knew ye' guys would do it!" I hugged him excitedly."When do you leave?"

John hesitated nervously. "Next week."

My face fell. Next week? Maybe this would be for the better? I could feel the tears coming up again and I kept holding him tight until I could gain control of myself. I put on a sweet smile and a drew myself back.

"So soon. I'll miss you." I sighed and looked down at my feet. The tears kept threatening to come up. John softly shook my hips so that I would look at him.

"Come with me." He smiled softly and nudged me. I knew where this was going, and given the situation, I knew what I would have to do. All the tears that I had tried so hard to hold back were streaming down my cheeks now. I had to make up some excuse to leave. It would be better for the both of us. I looked up again and stared straight into his eyes. He seemed confused but the smile was still planted on his face. I felt horrible; he must have thought I was crying out of happiness. I myself am just so confused about it all. I tried to speak but my voice was quiet and cracky. I didn't even know what I was saying; it's as if something else is taking over.

"Its Germany, John. . . Go have fun." An unknown tone took over my words and I unwrapped his arms from my sides and walked away to search for my night gown. I couldn't bear to look in his direction, I was unsure of everything at that moment.

John P.O.V

". . . Go have fun." Those last word stung me unexpectedly. Go have fun? I wasn't going to lie, but I was a little pissed off. What was she trying to say? I was so confused. What made me even more angry was the way that she had said them. It was almost sarcastic. As if she was assuming it would happen anyway. As if, she didn't trust me now that I was going to Germany. But I had invited her! How could she just turn me down like that? After all that we had been through. Maybe that's not what she meant? I brushed the side of my face, still awkwardly standing there.

"What are you saying, Alice?" My words came out harsher than they were meant to, but I was eager to get the question across. She turned and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. She did everything but look at me.

"You should have known this wasn't going to work out, with you going to Germany and all. I'm not going to hold you back." Her accent was becoming heavy and she quietly choked out tears.

I was so confused. Hold me back? Why was she doing this? This meant everything to me, and she was throwing it all away like it didn't matter to her at all. "What do you want from me?" My voice was getting cracky and I could hear my own confusion and hurt.

"I don't want anything." She said in a confused tone. I sat next to her on the bed.

"I love you, Alice. Why is it so hard for you to see that I just want to be with you, I just want you to come and experience it all with me? What's been up with you lately? You're not being the same, and it's frustrating me. Now you can't trust me? What is this?" I wanted so badly for her to reassure me with a warm kiss and say that she would come. She looked up and softly pressed her lips against mine. Before she let herself get further, she pulled back. Her eyes were still sad and she looked down at her lap before saying,

"I'm pregnant."

I was speechless and I refrained myself from saying anything. What was I supposed to say? She silently got up and slipped her shoes on. She walked towards the door and looked back at me almost expectantly. I had nothing to say and I stared at her for a long while. She had hurt in her eyes, and I knew that I had caused it. I don't know why, but I was actually angry. She walked out of the room.

And I had let her.

A/N: Okay, Okay, so it was quite a crummy chapter, but I'm just trying to find the best words to explain what I'm trying to get across, and it's so hard! I hope you guys enjoyed it. (If it's even possible to enjoy a pregnant teenager getting turned down). Any road, I hope you guys don't give up on this hot mess! There's much more to come. Please leave your reviews, and if you do, leave them kindly (:

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