I apologize for the delay for this chapter, but I wanted to make sure I was 100% happy with it! With that being said, enjoy :)
"So your fiancèe, have you guys fucked?"
Liv looked up from her psychology homework to answer the most ridiculous question she'd ever been asked. Taking a deep breath, Liv sat up on her single bed and replied lowly, "yes, why?"
Abby scratched her head, still puzzled by the entire thing. "Are you pregnant?"
"What?!" Liv snapped. "No I'm not pregnant!"
Abby smiled, finally having cracked the puzzle. "You're pregnant." She said. "That's why you were so weird about drinking! It all makes sense!"
"Abby what in the hell are you talking about?!"
"Why you're practically a child bride. You're knocked up. Don't worry, your secret is safe with me." She winked, getting up from her bed.
"I'm not pregnant Abby..." Liv groaned, putting her head in her palms. Of course she would get the nosiest, most obnoxious girl for a roommate. Abby had let to apologize for giving out her number to creepo Jake without asking. Instead Abby claimed she was simply trying to make Liv friends.
"This explains everything. Your irritable mood and mood swings. You acting strange during the drinking games. Why you got so defensive. You've got a bun in the oven!" Abby grabbed her cellphone and room keys before heading towards the door. "I promise I won't tell anyone!"
Before Liv could open her mouth Abby had literally flown out of the room. Shrugging her shoulders Liv let it go. If her crazy roommate wanted to think she was pregnant, so be it. Perhaps now Abby would finally leave her alone and accept her reasons for wanting to get married.
Liv turned back to her homework, finding herself for the first time thoroughly enjoying school. Her program was exactly what she wanted to get into; psychology. Eventually she hoped to be a guidance counsellor. That way no kid under her watch would have to go through the bullying, torment and isolation that she did throughout school. She would make that her goal.
After finally finishing up her readings Liv made her way down to the cafeteria. While most girls tried their best in order to make great first impressions on the boys in the res, Liv found herself sitting alone, makeup less, in sweatpants and a black camisole.
"Hey."
Liv sighed to see Jake standing right at her table. "Hello." She replied as he volunteered himself to eat dinner with her.
"Pasta huh?" He smiled. "Is it good?"
"It's not that great..." She shrugged. "But I thought I would try something different."
"I hear ya, this is my third pizza dinner in a row." Jake chuckled. "You're welcome to have a bite."
Liv shook her head. "I'm okay."
"You sure?" He said. "It's pepperoni."
Liv smiled curtly before continuing to eat her pasta. While Jake had still not done anything out of line, and was trying his best to be friendly, something about him was off. And after Charlie, Liv wasn't about to take any chances when it came to leading guys on.
"You going to that kegger on Friday?" Jake asked.
Liv nodded. "Abby's forcing me."
He smiled. "Great. David and I are having pre-drinks in our room around 9."
"Okay." Liv replied at the same time Abby sat down beside them.
"Fancy seeing you two." Abby giggled. It was no secret to everyone on the floor that Jake was interested in Olivia. Frankly, Abby thought it was adorable. Liv needed someone her age, and of her maturity. Her roommate did not need to be getting married at 18.
"Liv and I were just discussing the party, pre drinks at mine." Jake smiled.
Abby frowned before growling at Olivia. "Liv do you really think drinking is a wise idea in your current situation?"
Olivia rolled her eyes. No matter how many times she tried to convince Abby she wasn't pregnant, it didn't stick. "Shut up Abbs." Liv sighed before getting up from the table. "I'm going to the library." She said before leaving quickly and happily. Olivia never thought the day would come where she genuinely enjoyed studying, but in all honesty psychology was different. She enjoyed it. It intrigued her. For the first time Olivia Pope was enjoying school.
She kept herself in the library until dark, before finally heading back to her dorm. She found Abby watching Netflix in their room whilst eating popcorn.
"You're not going to that kegger." Abby stated plainly.
"Yes I am. You're not the boss of me!"
"Do you want your baby to have fetal alcohol syndrome?! I went to camp with a kid who had it and trust me, it's not cute."
Olivia inhaled and exhaled deeply. Sometimes Abby really exhausted the hell out of her. It was like the girl was literally hard of hearing. "Abigail, for the last fucking time I'm not pregnant."
"Oh please." Abby snorted. "I'm from upstate, I know a pregnant girl when I see one. You're cranky all the time. You're constantly complaining about back aches, and your boobs look extra saggy today."
"Fuck you Abby." Liv folded her arms. "They don't look saggy... Do they?"
Abby nodded. "My sister got pregnant in high school. She used to have perky B's, now her tits look like pancakes."
Liv gasped before coming to her senses. "It doesn't even matter because I'm not pregnant! I'm cranky because I miss Fitz! My back hurts because these mattresses are made of cement. And my boobs are saggy because... They aren't saggy at all!"
Abby cocked out her eyebrow. "Fine Liv, whatever you say."
"Now will you please leave me alone?"
"I guess, but you can only lie to yourself for so long. It's only a matter of time before you start showing at your tits are at your ankles." Abby shrugged her shoulders before putting her headphones back in.
XXXXX
Liv hummed in the shower, the feeling of the hot water on her skin nothing short of heavenly. She lathered on her raspberry body wash onto her baby soft skin, enjoying her long shower. Despite how much she hated co-ed bathrooms, Liv was slowly feeling herself adjusting to uni life. She now knew when to shower to avoid the line. She knew when to eat to avoid the stale leftovers. She was finally starting to feel comfortable.
After thoroughly washing both her hair and body, Liv turned off the water and wrapped her wet body in a towel. She stepped outta the stall and made her way to the sinks only to see Jake Ballard brushing his teeth half naked.
"Hey." He grinned with toothpaste in his mouth.
"Hi." Liv was forced to take the only free sink beside him. She placed her toiletries down and began her nightly skin care routine. Half way through her cleanser Jake began to ramble on about some upcoming concert.
"They're supposed to be performing in the quad. I don't know if you like rock but I was wondering if you wanna go with me?"
Olivia silently groaned. It was literally as if everyone at this school completely ignored every word she said. She had already told Jake 3 times now she was engaged to be married, and yet he still chose to pursue her. Just as she opened her mouth to tell him for a 4th time Liv's attention shifted to the buzzing of her phone. Her face lit up completely at the sight of Fitz coming up on her caller ID.
She squealed like a small child before pressing accept. "Baby?!"
"Livvie." She could hear the something was wrong.
"What's wrong?! What is it?!" Liv was now starting to panic and quickly grabbed her things and left the bathroom. She headed down the hall at lightening speed towards her room.
It took him a while to answer, his voice on the verge of cracking. "I walked today."
Liv stopped dead in her tracks. "Are you serious?!"
"I took 9 whole steps without my walker Livvie." He exhaled. "I actually walked babe."
She couldn't stop the tears now flowing from her face. Liv was having a full on cry in the middle of the hallway.
"You walked...?!" Her voice cracked as she sobbed hysterically.
"I walked baby."
It took Liv a full 25 minutes to fully calm down. The guilt that she'd been carrying since the accident was finally starting to slip away. As she curled up in her bed after changing into her pjs, the sound of Fitz's voice was music to her ears.
"They said if I keep this up I could be outta here within a month."
"A month?!"
"A month. And then I'll be able to come visit you."
"There's nothing more in the world I want more than that... I miss you so much it's driving me crazy. No here really... No one here really gets me."
"Just hold on a bit longer okay." He assured her. "I'll be there soon."
They engaged in small talk, catching up on the little things going on in each others lives. Much to his dismay, Liv informed Fitz of Jake; a keen freshman who had made his interest in his fiancèe far too clear for his liking.
"Is he good looking?" Fitz asked grumpily.
"No!" Olivia gasped.
"I'm serious Olivia. I won't be mad if you say yes. I just want to know if you find him attractive."
"He's not ugly. But he's not... I am not attracted to him in the slightest. I love you. I'm attracted to you. I want you. Do you not remember how wet you used to get me?"
There was a low growl on the end of the phone causing Olivia to giggle. Never had she been happier that Abby was out with David.
"Don't do this to me Liv." He said lowly in a voice that made her shiver. "I'm in a pretty fragile state right now."
She smiled. "I miss having sex with you."
"I'm going to lock you in your dorm when I get there." He breathed. "You better find your roommate a place to stay while I'm there."
Even the thought of him visiting her put butterflies in her stomach. "I can't wait to see you."
"Me too." He sighed as he took in the time. "I gotta go Livvie... I'll call you tomorrow?"
"I'll be waiting."
"I love you."
"I love you more." She ended the call with the biggest smile on her face. That had just given her all the reassurance in the world. They were going to be okay. In fact, they were going to be perfect. The two of them in New York together, attending NYU in the beautiful New York City winter. She got goosebumps just thinking about it. At this point Liv had half a mind to just drive over to the rehab right now. But knowing he was asleep and they certainly weren't going to let her in, she decided against it and went to bed.
XXXXX
"So how are you liking it?" Denzel asked his daughter over dinner at the nicest Italian restaurant within a 25 minute drive of campus. He twisted his fork full of spaghetti while Olivia enjoyed her calamari.
"I'm really enjoying psychology, but as for the school itself... Not so much." Liv knew now was the time to subtly hint at her idea to transfer to NYU in the winter. Unsure of how her father was going to take it, she decided she needed to ease into things.
Denzel frowned. "What's wrong with the school?"
"It's just not my..." Failing to find the right words Liv just decided to come our with it. "I'm a city girl okay. I need to be in the city. I need shops, and bars, and restaurants and culture. I'm surrounded by nerds and frat boys and I hate it."
Denzel laughed, putting down his fork. "So let me guess, you're looking to transfer to New York University?"
"Wow... I mean I hadn't really thought of any schools in particular but that sounds like a great idea. Thanks dad." Liv giggled.
Denzel shook his head with a chuckle. He knew his daughter a lot better than she thought. "I guess it's a good thing Ralph from the club is married to Cynthia, the head of admissions at NYU."
Liv smiled. "Very good."
"I guess I'll talk to him."
"Thank you."
"But you make me a promise Olivia."
"Anything."
"You wait a year. I mean a full year, 365 days to get married. No if, and's or but's. I mean it. I can get Cynthia to accept your application just as easily as she can decline it."
Liv gulped. A few was a long time. However it would give them enough time to plan a wedding and do everything the right way. So she nodded, ready to take the deal. "I promise." They shook on it, making things official.
"Alright then, I'll see what I can do."
Liv smiled before moving onto the elephant in the room. "Have you spoken to mom?"
Denzel nodded. "She's okay, I think. She asked how you were doing. I think shes started to realize how ridiculous she was acting."
Liv rolled her eyes. "It's a little late."
"I know but she is your mother Liv. I'm not saying you will ever be best buddies, but just think about forgiving her."
"Not a chance in hell unless she apologizes for the way she treated Fitz and I. Otherwise she can leave me alone."
"And Harrison?"
"He can drop dead. He stabbed me in the back for no reason. You and mom both know he's gay."
"Yeah well your mother is comfortably in denial."
"Not my problem. Those two are too crazy for my liking and I just want to stay out of it."
"You do realize if you transfer you and Harrison will be at the same school, living in the same city."
Liv frowned. It was up until then that she remembered Harrison unfortunately attended NYU. After all, thats how he met Fitz. "Well NYU has almost 60,000 students. And New York is the most populated city in the world. I'm sure I can manage to avoid him."
Denzel sighed, taking another forkful of pasta. "I mean it about that year Olivia. I mean I understand that you two are in love, I get it. I have no doubt that the two of you will make it, but I need you to slow down. I mean after marriage there's babies and there is no way in hell you're ready for that."
"I promise. We'll wait a year."
XXXXX
Having her dad visit was nice and refreshing, and now Liv found herself sipping a cooler in David's room alongside Jake and Abby. The music was flowing and quite honestly the 3 of them were having a pretty good time. For the first time since she left Fitz over a month ago at that hospital, Liv actually had a genuine smile on her face. They were joking around, enjoying drinks and playing games. It wasn't long before their floor mates Bethany and Cara joined the party.
After too many rounds of never have I ever, everyone decided it was time to head off to the kegger. So hand in hand with Abby who was already decently intoxicated, Liv took off. They arrived at the off campus house and stepped inside.
"Woah." Were the only words that left Liv's mouth. She was sure the entire school was packed into this house. "How did you get us in?!" She turned and asked Jake.
"I got connections." He winked, walking past and ghosting his hand against the small of her back.
She jerked away a few seconds too late, feeling uncomfortable with the odd contact. It was all too clear he still wasn't getting the message.
"I want another drink." Abby smiled, pulling Liv towards the kitchen. She grabbed herself a bottle of tequila, two red cups and a half empty carton of Apple Juice. Pouring what was an extremely strong drink for the both of them Abby giggled.
"Abby!" Liv laughed. "I'm going to black out if I drink that!"
"Good." Abby handed her the drink with a smile. "You need to loosen up! You're hot, it's college! Let's have fun."
Despite the fact Abby did annoy her a great majority of the time, the girl was truly starting to grow on her. And she was right, she did need to loosen up. Liv was going to allow herself one night of underage drunken foolishness. "Cheers bitch."
"Cheers!"
XXXXX
Liv was drunk. Grinding her ass against Abby's Liv was having one of the best nights of her life. The bass of the music was practically ripping through the house. Fire by Joe Budden blared through the house, cause Liv to move her hips in ways she didn't know she could.
Can't stop won't stop
Rock it to the rhythm
Cause we - ah get down
Cause we - ah get down
Cause we - ah get down
"Go Liv!" Cara yelled from upstairs, looking down at her floormate having her time of her life. She quickly moved down the stairs before joining the girls on the dance floor. It wasn't long before the 3 of them were engaged in a grinding train with Liv smack in the middle.
There's some hoes in this house
There's some hoes in this house
Light that 'dro in tha house
Smoke that 'dro in tha house
Bring that doe in this house
Bring that doe in this house
A beautiful tall brown haired blue eyed boy dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt approached them with a smile. "You're beautiful." He said simply.
Looking up at all Liv could see was Fitz, even though it wasn't. But the combination of brown tousled hair and ocean blue eyes almost brought tears to her eyes. "You look like my fiancée." She continued dancing, twirling her hips onto Abby.
"I could be him for a night if you'd like." It was clear this boy had no shame in his game.
Liv laughed too hard, shaking her head. "I'm okay."
"You're better than okay if you ask me." He winked. "I'm Carter."
"Olivia."
"Wanna dance?"
"I can't." Olivia said before pushing Cara Carter's way. She knew Cara well enough to know that was her type. Before she knew it the two brunettes made there way to the side of the dance floor where they began to dance.
"He was hot." Abby said.
"I know." Liv turned around exhaled. "I don't feel too good."
"What's wrong?"
"I just feel really hot. I think I'm gonna step outside."
Abby followed, and the two girls went for a walk, getting some cold air.
"You have some serious pregnancy face going on right now." Abby stated as they made their way back to campus.
"Abby! I thought we agreed I'm not fucking pregnant!" Liv snapped.
"Oh please. I didn't agree to shit."
"So let me get this straight. You think I'm pregnant but you gave me alcohol?!"
"My sister partied half way through her second trimester. I just told you that story about fetal alcohol syndrome because I wasn't sure if I liked you."
"And now?"
"I do." Abby smiled, taking Liv's hand. "You're a bitch, but I'm a bitch. It works."
Liv smiled. The feeling of having a friend was one that compared to none else. "And so you're telling me as a friend you think I'm knocked up?!"
"It's my ginger third eye. It's never wrong." Abby stated.
"Bitch you're drunk." Liv laughed before almost tripping on the cobblestone walk way.
"Bitch you're drunk! But I'm telling the truth. And I wanna be the godmother!"
"You know what. I'll take a test to shut you the hell up."
"Ooh!" Abby smiled as they headed in the direction of the campus 24/7 Drugstore. "Yay!"
"When it comes back negative you leave me alone, got it?"
"And when it cones back positive, I'm the godmother."
Liv rolled her eyes as the two girls drunkly stormed through the store on a rampage. Eventually the two managed to find a pregnancy test in the 7th aisle. They made their way to the cashier who was less than happy to deal with two drunken teenage girls at 2 am.
"Really?" The cashier hissed as she handed Olivia back her change. "You're buying a pregnancy test drunk?!"
"Mind yours." Abby growled before the two girls ran out the story in hysterical laughter. They made it back to their dorms where Liv practically ripped the box open.
"I want cheetos for the next month whenever I ask for them." Liv stated.
"Fine. But I want the TV on MY side!"
"Fine. And stop using my god damn perfume."
Abby laughed as they made their way back into the hallway towards the bathroom. Liv ninja kicked one of the doors open and plonked herself on the seat. She peed on the stick before pulling her pants and opening the door.
"There." She placed the stick on the counter and began to wash her hands.
"Now its just a waiting game." Abby stated. "Also I'd like our agreement in writing."
"Done." Liv rolled her eyes. "I'm getting married because I'm in love, not because I'm pregnant."
"We'll see!"
After the longest two minutes of her life Olivia watched as Abby picked up the test. "Well? What does it say?"
"Looks like I'm gonna be a godmother." Abby said awkwardly, handing Olivia a test with a positive sign as clear as day.
"What. The. Fuck."
This chapter was decently longer than the last! And yes they conceived in the hospital!
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