A/N: Ok, I've been very bad and have kinda neglected this story which I apologise for, but I assure you all I will finish this story.
This is just a short one, but I hope I you enjoy it.
He closed the door softly behind him as he made his way to the desk. As if in slow motion he sat down, staring at the table. He sat in silence. His mind raced with thoughts of his life, what he had planned, and what his life was now going to be. He pictured Andie, her smiling face, her beautiful eyes. Then he saw what he had always imagined his life to be, and this wasn't it. He was meant to be a world famous ballet dancer travelling the globe performing in all the great theatres. This wasn't part of his plan. He wasn't supposed to get a girl pregnant, especially not an underage student.
"Shit!" he exclaimed. He leaned his elbows on the desk and put his head in his hands.
"Shit, shit, shit!" he muttered repeatedly. How the hell did he get himself into this mess? He had a promising career ahead of him. He was going to take MSA to a whole new level. How was he going to do that with a child? His life was about to seriously change, and he wasn't sure if he was prepared for it. He thought about Andie and the changes in her life and his paled in comparison. He could hide the fact he was about to be a father, she could only hide her pregnancy for so long. She would start to show in a month or so, then where would they be? People would start asking questions, they'd want to know who the father is, and what would she say? Would he really expect her to lie, to say it was some other man's child, simply to protect his job? No, he couldn't do that to her, he loved her too much.
"Shit!" he moaned. He rubbed his hands over his face as he leaned back in his chair. He didn't know what to do, he wasn't ready for this child, but he didn't want her to get rid of it.
A knock sounded at the door and Blake moaned something that the person took to mean 'come in'.
"What's up?" Blake heard his brother say. In that moment he wanted to punch Chase for being so cheerful at a time like this.
"What?" Blake asked, not really listening.
"I said what's up?" Chase repeated. He looked at his brother for a moment as though trying to see into his thoughts.
"Oh, right, nothing," Blake responded absently. He ran a hand along his jaw as though he was thinking about something that was plaguing his mind.
"You sure? You look a little……off," Chase asked, looking slightly concerned.
"Yeah, I'm just tired," Blake smiled half-heartedly. He leaned back in his chair, trying to hint to Chase to leave him alone.
"Ok, well I better run, got some practise with Andie to do," Chase said as he headed out the door. Blake's heart skipped at beat at the mention of Andie. He hadn't stopped thinking about her since she told him about the pregnancy. He knew that he had to speak to her about it, find out what she wanted to do, but he honestly didn't know if he could handle hearing her say that she wasn't going to keep his child. He suddenly realised that he had no idea as to what she was planning to do, after all it came down to her; he wasn't the one who had this baby growing inside him.
He closed his eyes as he tried to come up with some sort of a plan but kept coming up with a grand total of nothing.