Allie had changed for the umpteenth time tonight before settling on the perfect dancing outfit: her "little red dress" with her hair semi-curled and down, cascading slightly past her shoulders. She strapped on her matching red heels, and spun around a few times in front of her mirror. She focused in on her stomach, which, to her advantage, wasn't protruding yet. She sighed and patted her future child. The phone rang, breaking her out of her trance. She glanced at the clock before picking it up. 8:50. Perfect.
"Hello?" A small, worried voice came onto the phone.
"Allie? Please don't hang up." She rolled her eyes and sighed again.
"Mark, I'm on my way out."
"Please, please. We need to talk."
"Mark, I'm meeting someone in like, 10 minutes."
"Ok, where? I can come…" Allie laughed.
"Mark, you can't just barge in on my date!" She immediately realized that was the wrong thing to say.
"A date?" He sounded really hurt.
"Yeah…um, I really have to go."
"Ok. Bye." They hung up and Allie grabbed her coat and headed out the door.
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Roger was sitting at the bar, halfway through his beer, constantly checking his watch. 9:01, 9:03, 9:05. Allie snuck up behind him, and sat at the next barstool.
"So sorry I'm late, I just got one of those needy-ex calls." Roger nodded.
"I know how that goes." He looked at her for a long second. "Wow, you look…amazing!" She smiled.
"Thanks."
"Do you want a drink?" Allie shook her head.
"Uh, no. Thank you." Roger cocked his head to the side.
"Are you gonna tell me the reason?" Allie rested her head on her arm.
"You're awfully curious for the first date, Mr. Davis." He laughed.
"You're just extremely guarded, Miss Sutherland." She blushed.
"Well, my past isn't that great." Roger shrugged.
"You and I have a lot in common." He stated. She took off her coat and grabbed his hand.
"So, we gonna dance?" She pulled him out onto the floor, laughing and smiling like a giggly teenager.
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At 1 A.M, the last band had finished it's set, and Roger and Allie decided to leave.
"Do you want to do anything else while were out?" Allie asked, as the pair walked down the cold, New York street, holding hands. Roger shrugged.
"We could go back to my place…" Roger suggested, hopefully, "But I do have a roommate…" Allie smirked.
"Well…I live alone…" Roger's eyebrows raised.
"Are you saying…?" Allie pushed him against the nearest building and kissed him.
"Uh huh." She nodded. He smiled and kissed her this time. She grabbed his hand again and led him towards her apartment building.
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She unlocked her front door and pulled him in.
"So, this is it!" He looked around.
"Cozy." She took off her coat, and dropped it, along with her keys, on the counter next to her phone. The answering machine flashed the number 6. She groaned.
"Mark." She said, angrily.
"What?" Roger asked, turning to her.
"Oh, um, nothing." He walked towards her and placed his hands around her waist, kissing her softly on the neck. He looked up to see the answering machine blinking.
"You can listen to them if you want…" She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"No way!" She kissed him again, more fervently, and pulled him down the hallway and into her bedroom.
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She turned over to find the space next to her empty. She looked at her alarm clock.
"7:30." She mumbled. She sat up and smoothed over her hair. "Great, another one night stand." Just then, Roger strode into the room, in just his jeans, with two steaming mugs of coffee. Allie's face immediately lit up.
"Hey babe. Coffee?" She nodded, holding the covers up above her breasts, although she knew she didn't need to. She sipped her coffee and suddenly felt the urge to vomit.
"I'll be right back." She cried, and ran towards the bathroom, emptying her stomach into the white toilet bowl.
"Are you ok?" Roger asked, coming into the bathroom. She grabbed a washcloth and washed her face.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Was my coffee that bad?" Allie laughed.
"No of course not!" Roger disappeared into the bedroom, and emerged with his white button down shirt. She looked down and realized she wasn't wearing anything.
"Thanks." She took the shirt and pulled it on over her head.
"You know, it's not that I minded," Roger began, leaning against the doorjamb, "but I noticed your curtains weren't closed…" She nodded and kissed him softly on the lips.
"You're sweet." The phone rang while Roger was returning the kiss.
"Do you wanna get that?" He asked, between kisses. Allie shook her head.
"Nah. The-machine-can-get-it." Roger accepted her answer and pushed her back into the bedroom.
"Hey, Allie, its Mark…please call me back. I don't know if you got any of those other messages I left, but we need to talk. We can't just leave things like we did…um, I'm sorry. Please call me." The machine had picked up, and Allie realized that she had left the volume all the way up, as the message echoed across the apartment. Roger and Allie had broke apart.
"Sorry…my...ex…he keeps calling…" Allie tried to explain, but it didn't seem to come out right.
"You're Mark's ex?" Roger asked. Allie nodded.
"Yeah…you know Mark?" Roger stood up.
"Oh.My.God. You're pregnant!" Allie stood up as well.
"Excuse me? How'd you know…How do you know Mark?" Roger shook his head.
"He's my roommate. I can't believe you're his pregnant ex! I should go."
"Wait, no! Come on, Mark doesn't mean anything to me…"
"You're fucking having his child, Allie! Don't tell me he doesn't mean anything!" Allie slapped him across the face.
"How dare you! You don't understand anything about this situation, Roger! It may be hard to believe, but I am actually attracted to you, unlike my feelings towards Mark, which are bitter and resenting."
"No, it's not hard to believe, I am a very attractive person. Can I have my shirt back?" Allie unbuttoned the shirt and threw it at him.
"Here! Take it! Now get out." She pulled on a large sweatshirt and crossed her arms. "I mean it. Leave!"
"Whatever." He grabbed his jacket and stormed out the door.
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A/N: Sorry if language or fighting upsets you, but I just couldn't sugar coat Roger and Allie. They are both tough bastards, if you know what I mean. R&R and I will forever love you!
