"Eli, you're supposed to be the one helping me study for my English test!" I whined as he pulled me closer across his couch using my legs.

He kissed them and I shivered fiercely. "I just couldn't help myself."

He eyed me and I knew what he wanted.

"I gave in for the last time awhile ago." I mumbled and his hands slid up and down my legs.

"You've been fighting me off for what seems like years Clare," he said and smirked.

"I know, now help me study for Julius Ceaser. You already graduated!" he sighed.

"You know something... I remember, something about Marc Anthony and Cleopatra being friends with Ceaser."

I gave him a look but he continued.

"They had a wild," kissed up my leg. "passionate," another "love for each other."

"Elijah Munro Goldsworthy, no!"

"Clare AnnMarie Edwards," he breathed and looked at me with that deep primal desire in his eyes. "God yes,"

He started to kiss my neck and my eyes rolled in the back of my head. He knew exactly what to do and how to do it.

He started to usher off his jacket while hungrily blowing my mind with a kiss. He peeled off mine which left me in a dress.

"Eli..." I said but he silenced me by picking me up, tossing me kind of over his shoulder and into his room.

"I think you mean Marc Anthony, Cleopatra." he whispered as he laid me on his bed.

I stared at the stick in disbelief.

The one time. The one time we weren't careful because of Cleopatra and Marc Anthony, I get...pregnant?

I looked at Adam. Adam wiped a tear from his cheek. He had been present through it all and he did the best thing, the only thing I needed.

He hugged me.

I started to cry in his shirt, not sobbing just... shock.

I'm an 18 year old with a baby.

Legally, I was an adult. So, it wasn't technically a teenage pregnancy. That made me feel better.

And would Eli leave me? I felt my chest tighten and Adam read my mind.

"We have to tell him... he won't leave you. He's not KC," Adam said.

"I can't believe this."I whispered.

"Yeah, one time got you pregnant."

I blushed and looked down. He smirked. "Or... maybe... it wasn't just one time in one night!" he whispered and I bit my lip.

"Ok...maybe you're right." I blushed harder.

"How many," he asked. smirking.

"N-not with the baby listening!" I whispered. He put his hands on my stomach, as if covering its ears.

"Talk,"

"11." I whispered and Adam's jaw dropped.

"It wasn't me, it was Cleopatra." he pretended to puke and I hit him. He can make me laugh at the most serious time. That was my Adam.

"You aren't going to... you know, poison yourself right?"

"Then I'd be killing two," I whispered and he smiled.

"You want to talk?"

"Yeah... but not about this I'll talk about it with Eli plenty." I muttered. He poked my stomach and I laughed.

"Tell me, how's your love life?"

"Fiona and I are fine thank you. She says that she loves studying here, She's going to be the best designer ever. She wanted me to be her model."

"Well, your figure is perfect." I gushed sarcastically.

He laughed. Then he realized we were sitting in his tub, a pregnancy test between us, and I was pregnant.

"I can't believe this." I said, crying again and he pulled me in for another hug.

"What if you have twins?" he whispers, trying to make me feel better. "Or sextuplets?"

"Eli and Clare plus 6 and an Adam. Oh that'll be a show!" I said and he laughed.

"Preganant?" I said.

"I'm pregnant, b-b-but I don't know who is the father." my mother said, crying.

I sniffled. Oh crap.

"Clare honey... wait, what is it?"

"It's just weird because... I'm pregnant!" I whisper, close my eyes and wait for the worst.

"Eighteen means you are an adult." my mom muttered.

"Are you drunk?" I hisssed. She laughed and shook her head.

"Clare... you make a lot of mistakes in life. Pregnancy is never one of God's mistakes."

She pulls me into a bone-crushing hug and we sob.

"You are prgnant?" Eli said, face shocked beyond belief. I started crying.

"Now you hate me and I'm sorry. If you want, abandon me but this baby will not be aborted. Abortion isn't the easy buttin you know! God doesn't make pregnancy a mistake." I ran down his steps, past his brother, past his two sisters, past everything when I turned back to see him panting down the steps.

I almost turned away when he held onto my arms. "Why are you apologizing? It's more my fault than yours. It's just... you drive me crazy."

"In a good way?" I teased him and he kissed my eyelids.

"In the best way possible."

"I'm not going to look pretty so don't get used to it." I muttered.

"You are going to look beautiful," he kissed my forehead.

"I love you," I whispered.

"Likewise," he kissed my nose.

How perfect is he!

Heyyy! Long time no see!

Love breathes
Life into the heart
Bringing Grace to the soul

-Me!