ONE DIRECTION! XD

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"WHAT!" Screamed Ashley as I told her.
"Yeah," I sighed.

"That's impossible!" Ashley gasped.

I nodded."I know."

"Something's up," Ashley said slapping her hands together.

"Ya think?" I asked sarcastically as she pointed the obvious.

"Shut-up!" Ashley yelled. "what are you going to do?"
"What?" I asked confused.

I didn't knock up Gretchen, Vince did yet she wants me to be the father? Sure, I'll help out but father wise is taken it a bit far.

"Talk to Vince. See why he's doing this!" Protested Ashley.

"Okay, fine." I sighed.

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"TJ!" Mrs. LaSalle gasped as she opened the door.

Vince hadn't been in school for the last couple of days and I'm only visiting him now since I had no homework or after school clubs.

"Hi, Mrs. LaSalle," I smiled to her, politely.

"TJ, you've gotta help!" she protested.

"Vince?" I asked.

"He's locked himself in the room, he won't eat, he won't come out...you've got to help!" Mrs. LaSalle panicked.

"Don't worry." I said walking in.

I marched upstairs as Mrs. LaSalle stayed in the living room.

"Vince?" I called out as I knocked the door.

"Go away."I heard him murmur from behind the door.

"Vince, it's me, TJ!" I called out again.

"I SAID GO AWAY!" Vince shouted.

I sighed. I went down the stairs, out the door and went to the back of his house where his bedroom window was.

'Yep, he left the window open by a crack!'

I wondered if I could climb up. With all this snow about it was very hard. It was cold, wet and dangerously slippy. How was I suppose to get up, without slipping and breaking my neck?

I sighed. I guess I'm gonna have to deal with it.

I started to climb up to the window the way you'd do in the summer. I gripped the freezing cold walls and used my feet to push myself up and to balance myself while I kept a good grip on the walls with my hands.

As I reached his window, I pulled the crack wider, jumping through.

I pushed through the curtains and I saw Vince looking up at me amazed.

"H-How did you get up here?" He asked.

"Climbed." I folded my arms, looking down at him not looking too pleased.

Vince looked away like an ashamed five year old breaking their mother's favourite cup.

"Like to explain the big idea?" I asked.

"What!" Snapped Vince.

"Why you're up here! Why you won't come out! Why you let Gretchen down in her moment of need!" I shouted at him, pointing out his wrongs.

"So," He looked away.

"Vince! Grow balls for god sake! Just...grow up! You're responsible just as much as Gretchen for what happened!"

"DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW THAT!" Vince shouted at me, looking at me with his beady and desperate eyes.

He stood up after a ten second awkward silence.

"I know I'm responsible as Gretchen is. That's why! I'm scared, man, okay? I'm scared! I don't want to be a father, I'm not ready! And what will this mean for the future? I'll have to give up my dream job!"

I sighed. "Should have thought about that before 'doing it'." I shook my head and became more serious. "Look, Gretchen is scared, has no money, and is giving birth to a baby who's father resents it! She needs you, the baby needs you! Vince, you're needed. Gretchen still loves you and is going to need you're help with the child."

Vince looked away.

"Do you still love her?" I asked.

"Of course I do!" Snapped Vince.

I raised an eyebrow. "What more do you want? If you love her, help her."

I didn't know what else to say. I can't just 'make' him be a father. It's his choice, I was just here to point him in the right direction, his choice if he wants to take it or not.

"Well..."I began. "It's you're choice. I'm only up here to tell you what was need to be told."
I then unlocked the door and walked out.

And with the closing chapter...

we sleep once more!