Hey! Yes this came very fast, but i was bored, and when better to write a new chapter than when your supposed to be doing your homework? I mean, really?

Ok, i am writnig this, even though i only got 1 or 2 reviews, so, i'm getting better.
Thank you:
Ravens Magic-i'm gladmy fic was so good you cried, and here me thinking i would get hate mail saying it sucked. or a huge mob of angry reviewers at my door, demanding me rewrite the chapter. I guess it was better than i thought.
And i guess thats it. Im sorry if i missed someone, you have the right to kill me with a spoon if i did.

So, for you slow ones, the italized words are flashbacks. I forgat to mention that on another chapter, and i got chewed out, so now you know.

Enjoy:

I glanced at the clock. 2:30. I had been up for two hours trying to go to sleep. On I normal night, I would be dead to the world, but tonight, I couldn't get the horrible conversation I had just had with Phoebe.

I touched her shoulder gently to wake her up. She shouldn't have been sleeping on the floor. It wasn't sanitary. Who knew the last time the Super paid someone to clean it.

Her eyes fluttered open. When she saw me, she attempted to stand up, but couldn't. She grabbed my hand and I had to practically drag her to her feet.

"What are doing here? How did you find me?" She looked tired and I opened the door and lead her to the kitchen table, where she practically fell asleep when she sat down. "Do you want some coffee" I glanced at her stomach, "Or, tea?"

"Sure. Tea. Do you actually have tea?" She glanced around my apartment, a slight wrinkle on her nose. I couldn't believe I actually slept with this girl.

"Yes, I do have tea, and sugar and milk?" I made the tea my mom always did--actually boiling the water and letting it steep.

"Thank you."

"How did you find me?" I asked when I sat down with my coffee.

"I called your mom, and she told me where you were." I nodded.

"Why are you here. I mean," I pointed at her belly "duh, I'm assuming its my baby, but you haven't tried to contact me before…" I stopped babbling, realizing I was sounding like an asshole who was trying to get out of taking care of my kid.

"I was going to try to take care of the baby myself, but I decided I can't keep it, and I needed to talk to you in person, before I made any real plans. I thought maybe you would want it—"

"I do. Want it, I mean." Phoebe looked up at me suddenly, a look of shock across her face.

"What? I mean, why?"

"I don't know. Because its mine, and you can't just leave." I felt guilty all of a sudden. I left my family, and Jess's family. But, I wouldn't do that again. Ever. I wasn't going to be my father.

After that, I told Phoebe she could sleep in my bed tonight, and she went to bed. I slept on the couch.

And here I was. Tired, frustrated, and going to be a single father in 25 days, apparently. As terrifying as it was, I knew it was the right thing to do, and I couldn't just leave my baby now. Maybe I would have to go back home, live with my mom again, but right now I wasn't ready just yet, but I knew I would have to face my past soon.

That chapter was spur of the moment, so if it sucked, im not surprised. But, right now, i don't care, because i am eating yummy birthday cake, and all of my senses are numbed. Oh, but i do have a question to put out there, that maybe someone can help me with. Ok, here it is:
I like this guy. I mean, i really like this guy. But, he is like, my friend. Sorta. Hes always been my friend who has been flirty/teasy, so i've never really been sure if he's serious or not.. And lately, hes more serious about it, like asking me why i don't like him. And i am really shy, so i can't just come out and say, oh, i like you. But, lately, i really want to get involved with him. But, he also isn't like the boyfriend type. Hes like the friends with benefits type. And that isn't the kind of guy i want my first boyfriend(shut up)to be. Ahh, buts that not all. He told me has been depressed lately, and he wants to be with someone so he won't be, so i kinda feeling like the relatioship would be more for his benefit than ours. Like he would be using me. Ohh, but s thats not all. I saw him and my friend kissing, and now she hates him, so i would feel like i am betraying her, along with my other friend who also use to like him. So, i am torn between what i want, and what i feel is holding me back. PLEASE HELP ME!Any addvice would be good, besides jump his bones, which, if you knew me, you would know is NOT me.
Thanks
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