Hey, I know there all taking it very well at the moment but I put it as if they don't actually believe their having a REAL baby. They'll all have there minor break downs and arguments…. Eventually.
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"Gabriella! Are you planning to come down any time today?" I shouted up the stairs.
"Troy, I'm trying to sleep. Shut up!" I heard Gabriella's groggy voice say.
I shook my head and jogged up the stairs. "We need to go to school," I told her "So get up,"
"No, I don't wanna go," Gabs mumbled and cuddled my pillow.
"Tough, you have to," I said, walking over to her clothes and pulling out a pair of jeans, loose tank and a big thick cardigan. I put them on the chair in the corner of my room and pulled the duvet off her.
"I mean it, your not missing because your tired," I told her, firmly and pulled her up. "God, your so stubborn," I sighed, walking away.
"You shouldn't be a jerk and get me up then," Her response came.
"Gabriella," I groaned "I don't wanna fight about this. It's stupid," I said, turning around to my 16 week pregnant girlfriend.
"Well you shouldn't of called me stubborn, then AND got me up," She shouted at me.
Ugh, hormones. I just shook my head "I'm not fighting with you,"
"That isn't what you were saying last week!" Gabs shot back, folding her arms.
"Because you were being a bitch to me. I was cooking you dinner because the baby was hurting your stomach and then you go and say it's shit and I'm a bad boyfriend and you don't know why your having my baby," I told her, licking my bottom lip.
"I don't," She mumbled.
"Your being fucking ridiculous," I groaned, rubbing my face.
"You try carry a baby in side of you, your friends and own mother leaving you alone when I need them most. A baby, Troy. We're going to be holding an actual human being in 5 months," She shouted at me, pointing her finger in my direction.
"Hey! You don't think this is tough on me? Everybody always asking how you are but never me! What about me? You don't think I'm scare shitless, Gabriella?" I shouted back.
"Fuck you! If we're gonna argue all the time, might aswell not have this baby,"
"I can't believe you've just said that," I whispered.
"Get over yourself, Troy,"
"This is stupid," I shouted at no one before walking out of the door and slamming it shut, walking back downstairs.
"Seriously? How much more are you two gonna fight? We're getting ear ache," Dylan said from his spot on the kitchen island.
"It's pissing me off because she keeps saying that we might aswell just get rid of the baby and I'm a shit boyfriend," I told my mom and Dylan. "Fucking annoying," I groaned, jumping up on the counter.
"Troy, language," My mom scolded.
"Sorry but it's really starting to annoy me," I ran a hand threw my messy hair.
"She's just hormonal, Troy,"
I sighed and looked towards the door where Gabriella was standing, I got flash backs from when she was standing crying in the door frame the day we told everybody.
"Morning Gabriella, honey. What would you like for breakfast?" My mom asked.
"Morning," She smiled "Erm anything,"
I jumped down from the counter and walked up behind her, hugging her waist "I'm sorry,"
Gabriella just shook my off and walked to the kitchen table.
"Fuck this," I shouted, walking out of my kitchen to the hall, quickly grabbing my bag before slamming the front door behind me and starting my walk to school.
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"Hey man, where's Gabriella?" Chad asked as he walked up to me.
I closed my locker and leant on it while shrugging "Dunno,"
"What do you mean?" Bubba asked, frowning.
"I mean that we've had another fight this morning in my room then when we were in the kitchen I tried to say sorry but she just shrugged me off," I told them, tracing some of the patterns on my white cast.
"Oh, we guys were perfect at the beginning of everything," Zeke commented.
"Yeah I don't think we really realized that we're having a real baby, you know? But it starting to become real now and it's harder," I admitted.
"I kinda get that Gabi's upset. I mean her friends are now ignoring her, her mom has disowned her, she's a pregnant 17 year old, she can't do track anymore and she only just broke the school's record…" Chad trailed off.
"What about me, huh? I know she's having a rough time but seriously I also have to be a parent in 5 months and no one tends to give a shit. I can't play soccer because of my arm and the only game I can play is the finals and that's if we even get there, my scholarship is on the line plus I have to look after Gabriella," I said, and looked at the floor, my jaw tightening. "It's a fucking lot for a 18 year old. I should be out partying, getting smashed and getting laid,"
"I'm glad I know how you feel," I heard a small voice behind me.
I spun around and cringed "Baby,"
"Don't, Troy. I don't wanna hear it," She said, before turning to walk down the hall.
"Fuck," I mumbled "Gabs, wait up," I jogged after her and stopped infront of her "All I meant was that an average 18 year old go out to high school parties, gets drunk and fucks any girl he can. I'm just saying, I'll- we'll miss out on the college experiences because well let's face it, we're gonna have to mature real quick. I didn't mean that I wanted to fuck other girls because I've never cheated on you, have I?" I asked, quickly- looking over her face for any indication at what she was feeling.
"No," She said simply.
"Then will you forgive me?" I asked, taking her hands.
"No," She ripped her hands from mine and walked away.
I closed my eyes and was about to punch the locker but remembered that I have already broke my arm.
My friends walked up to me again and Bubba put a hand on my shoulder but I flinched. "This is gonna be a long day,"
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The final bell rang of the last day of the week and I quickly made my way to my locker, grabbing my bag. Today had been so long, I was so ready to go home and sleep or go out with the guys. I knew hanging out with Gabs was out of the question because she hadn't spoke to me or come within touching distance of my all day.
I dug my Ipod out from my bag and put them in my eyes turn on a random song and starting the walk home, my mind replaying memories of when me and Gabs were okay, before we knew about the pregnancy and all the ups and down's we've had in the past couple of weeks.
Once I got home, I put my bag next to the door and then walked out to the back, grabbing my soccer ball and moving it within my hands. I felt a vibrate in my pocket and quickly dug it out seeing Chad's name flash on the screen.
"Hey man," I said into the phone.
"Hey dude. Me, Bubs and Zeke are going to the park to play some ball, you wanna go? Maybe get a few beers?" Chad asked me, through the phone.
Beer, soccer, friends, park- couldn't sound much better right now. I needed to take my mind off Gabs and the baby for a few hours.
"Yeah, I'll be there in 10," I said, hanging up on my best friend.
I walked inside, grabbing my bag and going up to my room before emptying it contents onto my bed before running back downstairs and grabbing 5 beers, throwing them in my bag and getting out of the house, before Gabriella got back, I felt my pockets and checked I have my phone.
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We had played soccer for a bit until it got dark and then we cracked open the beer. We met up with a few other seniors: Kyle, Max, Matt, Jamie and Austin; who brought a couple of girls along, also seniors there names: Mac, Liv and Amanda.
We all sat on the grass with just a dim light from the tennis courts near by. My phone vibrated in my pocket again, I moved my beer to my casted arm and found my phone, opening the new text.
Where are you? Gabs x
I chewed my lip before pressing reply and typing out a text.
I'm safe, I'm fine. I'm at the park with a few lads.. Relax and don't stress. I love you.. Troy xx
I sent the text, waiting for the reply before paying attention to the boys again.
Okay.
My heart ached a little, she didn't tell me to come home or anything like that she never told me she loved me. I licked my lips before roughly putting my phone away, taking a big swig of my beer.
"So how's life, Bolton?" Austin asked me, who sat on my left.
"Alright," I said, chugging down the last bit of my first beer.
"Obviously not, man," Austin whispered.
I looked at him before opening another beer and taking a sip "You know Gabs?" I asked, looking at Austin who nodded "Got her pregnant, 16 weeks," His eyebrows shot up "Yeah, we've been arguing on and off almost 2 weeks now and today she's ignoring me, she wont tell me she loves, says I'm a shit boyfriend and that we might as well not have our baby," I told him, feeling sick but taking a sip of my beer again before looking at Austin. "I told her a normal 18 year old would fuck any girl he could, get pissed and partying… She wasn't happy," I chuckled dryly before swallowing half of my beer in one- scrunching my eyes up.
"Well your in luck, Mac seems interested in you," Austin said, pointing lazily finger. I looked at the girl he was pointing to she had sandy brown hair, tanned skin, very thin and biting her lip, looking at me. I swallowed the rest of my beer.
"I can't." I said, simply remembering I had Gabs and the baby.
"A kiss, can't hurt right?" Austin shrugged.
I didn't reply but I glad accepted the beer which Kyle handed me. I knew after this once I'd be tipsy and by my fifth I'd be drunk, sixth completely wasted.
I looked at Mac again while drinking my beer and then looked away and toward Bubba who was shaking his head at me and gestured for me to come to him, I got up and sat between Bubba and Mac. Bubba wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "Don't kiss her dude,"
I shrugged, waving my bottle about. "I don't care,"
"Don't make me say 'I told you so' I hate that phrase," Bubba said, smirking.
I chuckled and took a swig of my beer before turning my head to Mackenzie. I bit my lip when she shuffled closer to me.
I closed my eyes before quickly drinking my beer and getting up. "I'm going home," I walked away from them, slightly stumbling.
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"Gabriella! Baby!" I shouted as I walked through the door of my house at 1 in the morning.
4 people came down the stairs, stopping just above the last step. Mom and dad at the front, Dylan behind and Gabriella behind him.
"Gabs!" I exclaimed and stumbling forward. "I'm so sorry for everything.. I love you,"
"That's enough son," My dad said and walked closer to me, holding my arm and tugging me to the couch.
"No, Gabriella. Come here, beautiful," I slurred, my eyes closing. "I-I love you," and I was asleep..
I need to stir things a little to make the story more interesting, I guess. Tell me if you prefer it with more drama or like it was before? Thanks!