Justin Keller. That's a name I wish to erase from my mind.

But, I'm getting way a head of my self. My name is Courtney Davis, and when I was little, my mum passed away. My dad and I never gotten along, so the minute I turned eighteen, I packed everything and left my old life—to start a new one.

And where would I go, you ask? That's easy ... Toronto, Ontario. My mom always talked how she would take there when I'm older, so I'm making her wish come true; I only had enough savings to only rent a cheap motel. Thankfully, there was a dinner just around the corner. And cheap, too.

I'll get to the point where I him ...

As I dig through my coin purse, looking for any loonies or Tonnies, I felt someone was staring at me. I won't lie that his smile got to me. And his eyes were just the perfect amount of shine ... yes, I was a sucker for that.

He started to walk towards me. "Hello," he said while sitting down next's to me.

"Hi," I said back. I was so nervous, you have no idea.

"So, tell me? How came a pretty person like you is sitting here all lone?"'

You know, that compliment really did make me flutter ... now? Well, it makes me want to throw up.

"I could be asking you the same thing ..." did I actually say that? That was embarrassing, Courtney.

"I'm Justin." He smiled. "And yours?"

"Courtney."

"Courtney, I see? What a beautiful name."

I was so naive, I actually believed that. I didn't say anything, though. I was still just so flustered by the way he talked.

Justin then took the check out of my hand. "Allow me." Then pulled out his credit card.

"It's okay. I got this." Okay ... I didn't got this, but he didn't need to know that.

"I insist," Justin say, looking at me closer.

"I'll pay you back." The last thing I wanted was to be in debt.

"Then how about you walk around with me in the park."

Trust me, I know how that sounds ... I should have just ran and never look back—I didn't. "Okay," my head nodded. "That's sounds fair."

After the dinner, Justin and I both walked down the park; it was beautiful. Especially on this nice day.

"So, Courtney, I have to ask? Are you new here?" Just ask.

"Yeah. I just arrived here," I replied. Was it my accent?

"I could tell by the reaction of the new water fountain that's been installed here recently."

"Oh? I—I wasn't aware of that." Ah. My little naive of self fell for that. Quick, Courtney? Change the subject. "What is your occupation?" Oh, how much I wanted to slap on my forehead right now.

"I'm a model," Justin says. "You may have seen me in magazine. "What about you?"

Magazine ... right. "I—I don't what I want to do yet." I barely graduated high school, how can any university take me in.

"If you want, I could get you a job at my model agency."

For once, I did a right thing. "That's okay. I need to look for a job, on my own."

"If you change your mind, I'm here for you." I didn't notice at first, but Justin reached my hand and held it ... I won't lie. It did feel nice. The last time I held someone's hand, was my mom.

And, then, in one quick motion, Justin's lips were against mine. I thought I felt sparks at the moment. Maybe I did. I wrapped my arms around his back, holding him closer. And his arms wrapped around mines as well.

And that's how we first met.

The first year was absolutely blissful. I found a good job, while Justin was out posing for magazines. We even lived with each other. And now you're probably thinking on why I would forget his name/existence. The thing, I really did loved him. And it hurts me to say that.

Our relationship started to tear down. Justin friends would come uninvited. And Justin would leave for the night without telling me, his girlfriend. And, of course, we started to fight. And, he started to complain about how I started to get sick. He didn't want to look after me, because it would jeopardize his model career.

Of course I didn't want that, so I finally caved in and went to the doctors; after a couple of test. Now I know why I wasn't feeling well.

"You're pregnant, Ms Davis."