Lighter, shorter feeling to this chapter.
Remember, nothing about this chapter has to do with "Over the Cliff", the last chapter.
Hou je bek* = form of shut up.
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"U-um..." (Name) stood shakily next to the tall, bearing nation. "Erik..."
"Ja?" He looked slightly irritated, and unpleased. There wasn't a moment he wasn't like that outside the bedroom. His hazel eyes pierced through hers and the moment was hot. Her palms were sticky and god, how she lusted to kiss his lips.
First, she had to get something out of the way.
"What is it?" Erik persisted, sensing something serious. He quirked a brow, more interested now since the information was not given to him directly.
"Um" (Name) looked at her fingers which were used to smooth out her pretty dress, she was staring intensely at the small lump her stomach had made. "I'm pregnant." The girl's voice cracked and time seemed to stop for Erik. A few seconds passed without any movement from the both of them. The cigarette in his mouth feel out as his jaw came closer to the floor. (Name), afraid he was having a heart attack, or a stroke, called his name, but refused to look up at him. Erik sat down to think, still in awestruck.
"I-if you don't want it..." (Name)'s head dropped, "I understand..."
"(Name)."
She came closer to his ear and suddenly a smirk. "APRIL FOOLS BITCHES!" Her voice was booming and it made Erik's head pound. (Name) was laughing and shouting things like "I got you good," and "You really fell for that one!"
Blood rushed to Erik's head but instead of getting mad or angered, that priceless smile broke on his face and he chuckled. "...hou je bek*"