Alvin and the Chipmunks

My Bad

Summary-The chipmunks and the chipettes have started the fifth year of high school, and Alvin and Brittany pinch their noses in anger. Ever since the beginning of year eleven, the two have been stuck together, rammed against each other, and pressured and forced into unexpected kisses.

But their ways of attitude and feeling for each other have changed.

Brittany becomes jealous of Alvin's popularity.

Alvin feels his obnoxious, arrogant personality is soothing whenever Brittany's around. Brittany's confused with his change of manner towards her. Alvin's falling for the most wanted girl in school.

Let out the obvious. They're in love!

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Chapter Twenty-One
Alvin, Calm Down

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~PREVOUSLY~

"Alvin…?" Her voice sounded little shaken as she wrapped her hand around mine, trying to push it away. I tried fighting her gently, continuing to kiss her. "What... what are you doing?"

Her hand slipped ever so slightly, and I finally was able to let mine press against her bare stomach. Brittany pulled away from me, panicked, staring up at me.

And there it was my worst nightmare. I could feel the tiny bump that had emerged from underneath all that pain and suffering.

I looked down at her and the terrified expression on her face. Her lip was trembling, and she had moved back a little.

"I'm…" she murmured shakily, "I'm sorry…"

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Brittany's POV

I've never in my entire life felt as scared as I am right now… Alvin, who would have always meant by it as jokingly, now is as tall as the Eureka Sky-deck as he towered over me, his brown eyes glaring down at me.

I knew I was gonna end up letting him know anyway.

"Brittany, you didn't tell me?" He exclaimed in ire, and I shrunk back onto my mattress. Alvin moved closer, "why didn't you tell me?"

I stuttered, "I... I… I don't know…" I felt as if I was about to cry, I was so ashamed of myself.

"You don't know?" Alvin shouted. "You don't know?"

I bit my tongue.

"Brittany, you mean you're saying that you knew all along, without telling me?" He looked as if he was about to explode. "How long have you kept this a secret? How long?"

Tears began to sting my eyes and I replied weakly, "… since the a-appointment with Dr. Baines…"

I remember while in the cubical I swapped the test I used for one I had hidden in my pocket. I didn't want to put more stress on everyone else, especially Alvin, but I guess I hadn't planned ahead after that. I felt stupid.

I knew Alvin was about to burst into a fit of anger any minute now. I curled up, struggling to look at him.

"That long?" His eyes flared up. "You were raped, mind you, by a guy who might just have AIDS, and you didn't even bother to tell anybody? You think that now that it's over, you'll pretend that everything's hunky-dory?"

Alvin points to my stomach, "You have that thing-"

But I cut him off suddenly, not even really realising that I actually had done so. "Say the word, Alvin," I rise up, glaring back at him, "'Baby." not a thing, a baby!"

At first Alvin seemed a little taken aback by my sudden outburst, but before he decided to snap back Dave burst into the room looking both curious and frustrated.

"What is going on in here?" He demanded, as Theodore and Eleanor poked their heads in.

Alvin turned to Dave and then glared back at me, "ask HER." He replied bluntly, before storming out of the room without a second glance at me. Theodore followed Alvin out, while Eleanor decided to stay and watch.

Dave looked over at me as my face fell. "Brittany?"

I gasped a little as I watched my counterpart leave, my knees becoming weak. I slumped down on my bed, hugging my arms as the tears now began to slowly fall.

Eleanor rushed to my side, sitting next to me and holding me tight as I sob. She strokes my damp hair and rocks me back and forth, trying to soothe me.

Dave approached slowly, "Brittany, what's wrong?" He asked softly, standing in front of me. I dared not to look at him; I couldn't bear to disappoint another person.

Seeing as I didn't answer, Dave kneeled down and placed a hand gently down on my knee. "Hey," He tried again, and I eventually look up at him. My tears were dripping off of my chin now.

"What's wrong?" He asked, "Was it something Alvin said?"

My lip trembles as I shake my head, "n-no…" I managed. "It… it was something I didn't tell him… and you guys as well…"

Eleanor rubs my shoulders as Dave replies, "and what was this something?" He asked gently. "Don't worry, whatever it is darl, we'll always be here for you."

I sniffle, wiping my tears with the back of my hand, but the tears keep coming. "I doubt it…"

Dave smirks a little, trying to encourage me. "Try me."

I look down, trying to find the words to say. The last thing I wanted was to be burdened with something like this, that something that I had to tell. I was so scared that I would lose everything: my friends, my reputation, and my family… my boyfriend…

Oh Alvin…

I was crying inside.

I look back up at Dave, suddenly choking on my own words. I bit my lip. My body was trembling. I opened my mouth to speak, and at first nothing came out, but then swallowed my pride and confessed…

"I… I'm pregnant…"

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Alvin's POV

How could she!

For months I've been putting up with her crap, and she does this to me!

I thumped my fist on the door frame in the living room and Simon and Jeanette looked up at me, startled. Theodore backed up a little out of my way, looking back over his shoulder as if somebody was behind him. He looked back at me as I slumped down into the couch, trying to calm down.

Simon looked over my shoulder, "hey," he walked around the couch to face me. Theodore stood beside him. "What happened?"

My head jerked up and I shot him a look, "oh, nothing," I spat, and Simon scowled. "What of it?" I bit my tongue, regretting what I just said.

I sighed heavily, "sorry…" I said quietly. I looked down, fumbling with my thumbs. "It's Brittany."

Upon hearing her sister's name, Jeanette got up and silently left the room to find Brittany.

Theodore looked over at Simon as he asked, "what about Brittany?"

I chewed down on my lip, "well let's just say the guy who raped her is beyond dead." I replied bluntly, balling my fists in my lap.

Simon raised an eyebrow, "meaning…?" He urged.

I looked up at my brothers, smirking cynically, "I mean she's pregnant." I gritted my teeth, "and she didn't even bother to tell us."

Theodore's eyes widened a little, while Simon just frowned more. "Well maybe she had a good reason to." He said.

I scoffed, "right."

"Maybe she was scared to tell us," Simon replied. "Ever thought about that?"

I rolled my eyes and looked away, as Simon continued. "You know Alvin, being mad at her won't make the situation any easier for any of us. She spent about a week in a cold, rotted room being taken advantage of by a whole lot of men. Do you really think what you're doing is the best thing for her?"

I glared up at him, "well then maybe she should have told me that she was pregnant!" I was in his face now, "we could have done something about it a long time ago! Now I think it'll be too late. She's stuck with it."

I began to walk away, but Simon called out to me, "what if she wanted to keep the baby?" He asked.

I scoffed, turning around. "Now why would she want a kid at this age? I most certainly don't."

"Well it's not your kid, now is it?" Simon snapped back, and I stopped at the kitchen door, silent. "You're Brittany's boyfriend, Alvin, and it might not be yours but she needs your support either way. You can't be mad at her for something that just happened."

I let out a sigh, not looking back at him. I didn't want to admit it, but my annoyingly smart brother was right. I know Brittany needs me, but I don't know if I could accept this. "Yeah, whatever…" I replied quietly, as I disappeared out the back door.

Simon sighed, crossing his arms as Theodore looked up him.

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Brittany's POV

I gingerly pushed the back door open, seeing Alvin leaning over the railing. There was no wind, and despite that the sun was setting it was rather warm outside. The sky gave off a reddish, pinkish colour; it was beautiful.

I stepped out onto the porch, pulling my jacket over my chest, and I quietly made my way towards my counterpart. I could tell he sensed my presence by the way he tilted his head in my direction, but he didn't say anything.

Lord, please tell me he's not still boiling up inside!

I gazed up the sky, biting my lip, "its beautiful… isn't it?" I managed, trying to make conversation.

Alvin nodded a little, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "Yeah, it is." He replied quietly.

I stepped up beside him, propping one elbow up on the railing. I was struggling to figure out what to say. I felt so ashamed for not telling him, or anybody for that matter. I feared that I might have lost his trust now.

I sighed, "Look..." I began uneasily, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I didn't want you to find out the way you did…"

Alvin turned his head a little towards me, "why didn't you tell me anyway?" He asked, this time his voice was gentle and not about to break.

I looked down a little, "because you would have told me to get rid of the baby…" I replied feebly, and then I looked back up at him, "I'm against that sort of thing, Alvin... it's a human being too."

"I know that," Alvin stood up straight, turning fully towards me. "But look at you- you're only young."

'And?" I frowned a little. "I can take care of her, I know I can."

Alvin scoffed gently, "so it's a bouncing baby girl?" He replied.

I gazed down at my tiny baby bump, nodding. "It's just a guess," I said. I looked back up at him, "and I know that I'm young, but I know I can do this…" I reach out and place my hand gently down on his, "I know this is a lot to ask, but a kid can't grow up without a father…"

Alvin raised an eyebrow at me, "what, me?" He asked softly, playfully. "Little ol' me? I'm so flattered."

I looked at him earnestly, "Alvin, please, this is serious."

Alvin pursed his lips, "I know it is," He replied, "but why me, Britt? I can't even keep my bedroom tidy, let alone look after a… a kid."

I hug him amorously, laying my head on his chest, "because I love you, Alvin…" I answered softly, nuzzling him, "and because I know deep inside that you will make a wonderful dad."

Alvin hugged me back gently, "really?" He sounded sceptical, "Alvin Seville, teen dad?"

"If anybody asks, just say you're the godfather." I looked up at him pleadingly, "please, Alvin…? I don't know who else to turn to, and it'll be awkward asking one of your brothers, and everyone will think that I slept with them. I don't want that."

Alvin gazed down at me, "well, if it means that much to you, then I will." He reached down and stroked my cheek, and I smiled. I hugged him tighter, burying my head in his chest.

"What if I just tell them it's mine?"

"Oh Alvin…"

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To be continued…

And that's the end of that first story!
Don't worry you guys; I have a sequel on the way! (It will be posted in the same story as this one, so you won't have to be looking around all day!)

Thank you for all your support, guys! I really appreciate it.

~Hannah