I have been thinking what to write for this chapter. I wanted to tell you the story of how this whole situation happened. Kay?

Alright, starting with the beginning. Quinn is pregnant. She didn't tell Logan yet. Then, it goes to Logan thinking, blah blah blah. He travel's to France to talk to Dana. Dana gets pregnant. Now that you know how it's gonna go, here it is!

R&R

Miss.D.

Logan POV-

I just woke up to find Quinn at the door. She says she wanted to tell me something. I was kinda worried. And kinda tired. It was Sunday, since Saturday I had football practice, this is my only free day. So I wanted to make this quick so I could go back to bed.

"Logan," she started, after she said that, she looked like she was going to choke. Her face went pale and her eyes teared up.

"I, uhhhhhhhh." She was trying to get something to me. I knew it. But, didn't know what it was.

"I have something to tell you." She simply stated. Well, I kinda knew that already.

"When I do, don't freak out." She said. I nodded. She let out a breath and said "I'm pregnant."

My mouth dropped open, and my eyes with it. She looked at the floor.

"You, ya, you're what!" I asked her. Her face redend up and the tears had an overload and started to drip, slowly from her eyes.

"No way! No way!" I kept saying. She shoke her head. It was true. I was going to be a father. I wasn't ready to take care of a hamster for cried sake! I can't do this!

"I can't do that!" I said to her. She looked now mad. Her tears started streaming down her face even faster. She stood up and walked toward the door.

"well, if you can't, well," she screamed at me, not finishing the sentence.

"Well, I guess we're breaking up then! Aren't we!?" I yelled at her.

She shook her head and her face became an ocean of tears. She went out the door and ran.

I have a feeling she doesn't love me anymore.

Dana POV-

"Cheap thing!" I said to the MP3. I threw it on the desk and walked away from it.

Breath, breath, I told myself. That thing will not hold all my songs, it only holds 11! Cheap, cheap thing.

While I was calming down, a knock on the door made me sprung up and open it.

I couldn't believe it. It was Logan.

I blinked my eyes to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. Yeah right.

"Hey," he said, all casual. This wasn't casual!

"Why are you here?" I asked him. He shrugged.

"Can't I visit you?" he said to me.

I crossed my arms and stared at him.

"What do you really want?" I asked him.

He rolled his eyes and told me the truth. I hoped.

"See, me and my girlfriend, kinda had a fling, and now she's pregnant. I need to get away from PCA for a while to calm down." He said.

He looked like he had an idea. "Wanna make out?"

His classic sentence crossed my mind, as I have never said yes to it.

Now's a good time to try.

"OK," I said. He smiled as he smacked his lips against mine. He was actually pretty good at it. I missed out real bad.

He pushed me up against the wall. His right arm pushing at the wall, and the other around my waist.

He pushed me over toward the bed. I sat down on it and waited for him to make the first move.

No turning back now.

Miss.D.

I woke up the next morning. My head was resting on his chest. I looked under the covers.

OH MY GOD!

I gotta get a test. This is bad.

Eep! I gotta get out of here with out him noticing. Gianna probably won't be back til tomorrow, with her visiting her granny in New York and all.

And by the way, Gianna is my one and only roommate. Just so you know.

Miss.D.

The test turned the drenched color. My face turned white and I stopped breathing.

I washed my hands and watched as the water washed away the soapy substance. I wish something like that could happen. Just wash it away.

I walked out of the bathroom. He was still in bed. I need to wake him up.

I shake him a little and wait for a response. Nothing. I blow in his ear a little. He's smiling.

"Wake up sleepy head!" I sing "You've gotta get out!"

he woke up and sat up to face me.

"What?" he said.

I was mad. I pushed him out of bed. He groaned and gasped. I must have hurt him. Too bad.

"Get out!" I said, throwing him his pants.

He got up and slipped them on. He shook his head and walked out.

This is going to be horrible.

Miss.D.

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Miss.D.