I slipped into the door of Iggy's room and took a minute to look at his sleep… HE WAS SOOO CUTE!

I made my way over to the edge of his bed and jumped on him. His eyes bugged as he looked at me confused before realisation set in.

"Ella, you scared the hell out of me," he gasped.

"Sorry," I whispered as I traced idle patterns on his chest. "I just really wanted to see you."

"Well," Iggy smiled as his arms snaked around my middle. "The feeling's mutual." He kissed my shoulder. "And I'm so happy to see you." He kissed my neck. "I love you so much." He kissed me on the lips but pulled back before I could react. "But I know that's not why you're here."

Iggy flipped me over so I was under him and he kissed my neck somewhat seductively. "So tell me what's wrong."

"I-I-" I thought back to my conversation with Nudge. Tell him this: "I missed my period."

Iggy froze and pulled back to look me in the eye.

Confess. "The other day, when I told you that you fell asleep… Well you know how sometimes you do things in the moment?"

"Wait. Are you saying we?" I nodded. "And I missed it?" Another nod. "No. Flocking. Way."

"Honey, stay with me here," I giggled as he hit his head continuously on back on the pillow.

"Okay, so we did the naughty, what's the big deal?" He asked and I instantly regretted starting this conversation.

"Well, in that moment you might have forgotten the, um, yeah…" My mind trailed back to the conversation and was trapped in the memory.

"I'm not sure about this, Nudge. All he did was fall asleep and it's not like he meant to," I tried to reason but the girl had gotten her stubborn lessons from Max.

"That is so not the point. All this is will be a little trick to temporarily scar him… okay, that sounded mean but it's just a little fun," Nudge encouraged.

"Monique." She hates her real name. "You're telling me to say we did something I'm not going to until I'm married. He knows me."

"Trust me, this will work."

"Wow," Iggy mumbled. "I can't believe we'd do that. It's so crazy."

"Well sometimes girls just need to let loose, you know?"

"I guess."

"Hey guys, what's going on?" A very familiar voice asked.

I turned around to see a sleep-weary Max rubbing her eyes. Her cheeks were blotched with recently cried tears and it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know what had just happened.

"Maxie," I sighed as I hugged her tightly into my chest. I felt her body convulse with another round of tears and I patted her knotted hair.

"Max, it will work out for the better." I hope.

***Iggy POV***

"Listen, it's really important that I get an appointment with Dr Martinez," I told the secretary.

Ella took Max home and almost straight after I came here, to Dr M's work. I had to tell her that I was really sorry for taking Ella's… innocence… and explain that it was not my intention for Ella to be with child… my child… oh I've really screwed up this time.

"Sir, what do you need the appointment for?" She asked.

"I GOT MY GIRLFRIEND PREGNANT, THAT'S WHAT I NEED THE APPOINTMENT FOR!" I screamed, turning the heads of everyone in the waiting room.

"Uh, I'm sorry, that's not really Dr Martinez's area of expertise," She mumbled awkwardly.

"You don't understand, it was her daughter I got pregnant," I whispered as I leaned over the desk towards the clerk. "Please make an exception."

The poor twenty (ish?) year old nodded and typed something on the computer.

"I've put a note on her computer, she'll be here soon."

I thanked the traumatised office assistant and took a seat next to an elderly lady.

"You got that girl pregnant," The lady yelled. "You're too young to be having sex!"

"It's actually not like that-"

"Back when I was a teenager if you were pregnant, you were a slut. Are you a man-slut boy?"

"No, ma'am. Quite the opposite. You see-"

"Iggy, what's so important that you needed to come to my work?" Dr Martinez saved me from an earful from the grandma. Pity she'll regret it soon enough.

"Can-can we talk somewhere more private?" I asked.

Dr M, thankfully, nodded and took me into her office but not before the old lady yelled, "If you let him in your pants, use protection!"

"So what's wrong?" Dr Martinez asked.

"I-I-"

Oh gosh, James, you're shaking!"

"Well you're about to hate me," I explained.

"Why? What's going on?"

"It's about Ella, I think I got her pregnant."

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