A/N : Hello this is a new story that originated after I witnessed Drew and Madison's chemistry... this one is a Riara fic from OUTER BANKS... hope you guys enjoy.

There always comes a time in your life where you truly fail to grasp why it is so messed up. She wasn't naive to think that she had the worst life, with the way the world was she knew there might be some people who may be facing worse issues but this surely did make the list of worst case scenarios.

Kiara Carrera thought as she stared at the two pink lines on the stick she had just peed on, with tears in her eyes. She had never thought that something like this could happen to someone like her. Someone who was the definition of a good girl, the apple of her parents eyes, the nerd, the mathematical wiz in her school but then again she had tempted fate when she had gotten herself involved with him, Rafe Cameron.

Rafe, who was the polar opposite of who she was. The bad boy or more accurately the fuck boy who only showed up to school as a penance for one of his latest rebellions at home. Rafe who was even rumoured to have once walked on the wrong side of the tracks. And ofcourse girls at their school threw themselves at him not only because he was hot and rode a bike but also because he was one of the Cameron's of OBX, who practically owned half the island.

She didn't want to think how she had gotten involved with him or curse the insanity that had led her to be with him in the first place, at the moment. Because those two pink lines kept snuffing the oxygen out of her lungs. She was freaking pregnant and that arrogant, dangerous fuck boy Rafe Cameron was the father. And the question of how she would tell him was currently giving her a headache. It wasn't a walk in the park situation to begin with and the cherry on this bitter cake was that she wasn't even sure what she was to him, to Rafe. They had never said they were exclusive and she was pretty sure she was just his flavour of the month, although it had been more than a month, six months to be exact.

Going from being a goody two shoes to hanging out with Rafe Cameron had been a gigantic transition as it is for someone like her but getting pregnant was literally killing her because she was fucking terrified of everything, of her parents finding out, of Rafe's reaction which may perhaps lead to his rejection, that was troubling on another level, and also of the whole school and island finding out.

So she decided to keep it all to herself until she was sure of how she wanted to deal with it. She wasn't even in a frame of mind to figure out if she wanted to keep the baby. Hence she quickly wrapped the stick in the plastic bag and left the bathroom to hide it in her backpack. Then wiping the evidence of the strain she carried from her face, she dressed for school. Exactly ten minutes later as always her mother called out for breakfast and she headed downstairs.

Kiara hadn't counted on the bout of emotion that hit her when she saw her mother browsing around the kitchen. It wasn't that they couldn't afford help in fact they had a chauffeur and a housekeeper but her mother always cooked for her family, being a woman who expressed her love through her care, just like Kiara.

Her mother served a pecan pie that Kiara loved but today when Kie brought it to her mouth she felt the nausea roll in.

"You okay, Kie?" Anna asked, seeing her daughter hesitate, "You love this pie."

"I'm okay. I'll eat this in school." Hurriedly she put the tiffin in her bag.

"Honey. You don't look so good. Are sure you're okay? I can get you checked and write a note for your teacher. Although I don't think Ms Kimberly would say anything considering this may be the only time you are late."

The word late had Kiara's hands trembling as she zipped her backpack. "I was also late last month because of dad's conference." She mumbled and added, "Bye mom." As soon as she heard a car honk.

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Swiftly Kie dumped the plastic bag into the trash before climbing into her friend's car. She often drove to school with her friends John B, Pope and JJ who were essentially the pariahs because they were the Pogues.

Pogues who for all purposes were considered lesser than Kooks just because they weren't rich which was such a BS, and so unfair.

"Kie my man." JJ ruffled her already unruly hair and swatted his hand away as she sat beside him in the backseat.

"Kie."

"Heya Kie." Pope and John B called out from the front.

"Hi guys." She answered.

"So Kie listen to this, we have this trip planned and you have to come with us." John B called out as he began driving.

"It's our monthly treasure hunting trip. We'll take my dad's boat and …."

"Guys I can't go… the finals.. and my parents …"

"I told you she would say no." JJ remarked then tried cajoling her. "Come on Kie."

"I'm sorry you guys I can't come…" but before she could complete her sentence she couldn't stop the tears that suddenly began falling.

"Hey… hey…shit. John B she's crying man." JJ awkwardly began hugging her.

"Kie if you don't want to go. No pressure. Please just don't cry." Pope muttered.

"Kie it's okay we know studies and stuff matter to you…" John B started but she intervened. "It's not that." She wiped her face, "It's just of course I want to go with you guys I…. don't want to be a bad friend." She didn't even know if it was safe to travel when she was pregnant.

John B, Pope and JJ often hunted for lost artefacts and it was always so satisfying to find them, not only because it was valuable but also because returning something someone had once held dear gave you a different sort of peace. Gosh she was becoming so sappy.

John B parked the car and turned back before she could get out. "Don't worry Kie. You can accompany us on the next one." He smiled and JJ extended his hand for their signature handshake. She complied and smiled before getting out of the car.

"Guys I think something weird is up with her." Pope muttered and they brushed it off saying she was only worried about her finals because she had always been a smart one.

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KIE got out of John B's and was walking towards the main hall when she saw him. Rafe Cameron dressed in a navy blue shirt and a black jacket leaning on his bike as if he owned the world.

Their eyes met and held. She felt the heat of lightning blue eyes even from afar. That small arrogant smirk that she had come to admire so much gave a jolt to her heart. They had never talked about feelings. It was an unsaid rule between them that wasn't meant to be broken. Everything was strictly physical except when it was not. Except when he sometimes indulged her fancies, but that she knew was most probably because he wanted to get laid. It was sad and sordid but she was addicted.

Kiara knew he was waiting for her signal, tucking her hair behind her right ear, but today she wasn't in the mood for a hot quickie in the janitor's closet. So she avoided his gaze and walked away.

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Not only had the universe given her the gift of an ill-timed pregnancy, it was also hell bent to get her to confront the father, otherwise why would she have crossed paths with him for like the umpteenth time. But this time there truly was no avoiding him unless she made a run for the bathroom.

He was staring at her with an odd expression on his face as he stood a few feet away in the hallway, barely paying attention to whatever Topper was saying. Like all the other times he waited a beat, for her to give him "their" sign but she chickened out and rushed towards the bathroom.

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NO SOONER had Kiara entered the bathroom and begun washing her face when he rammed the door open and entered. Too shell shocked to utter even a single syllable she stood rooted where she was.

He snapped his fingers towards the other two girls, one who was putting her makeup on and the other one who was washing her hands when he bit out, "You and you get out."

The one who had been applying her mascara was almost drooling over him. She batted her lashes at him and purposely playfully bumped her shoulder with him as she sauntered out. The other quickly grasped her bag, probably thinking that Rafe was going to bully her (Kiara) and ran out.

"What's wrong?" Did his voice become softer when he asked her?

"Are you mad? Do you want people to find out?" She almost whispered urgently talking about their situationship.

For a moment he stood quiet as if carefully deciding what to say next.

"No." Why did that single word hurt her? It was a mutual decision to fuck each other until one or both of them got bored. "But I asked you what's wrong Kie. You've been avoiding me."

"Rafe. I…," she ran a hand through her hair, "I..just…I am stressed about my finals. So I am not in the mood." She almost choked. He had never looked at her like that before, like he was disappointed by her answer. Perhaps she was imagining his dejection. But then again what else did teenage boys think about except sex. However he might get someone else to help him with that and there were a dozen other girls who would be happy to oblige him. The thought that he could easily fuck someone else irked her and the fact that it did, irrtated her even more. She wasn't supposed to feel this guy wrenching pain, feelings weren't a part of their agreement.

"Kie." Gingerly he came close as if she might shrink away. "I mean you don't look okay. All day I have been watching you. It looks like you're hurting." He caressed her arms. God why did he have to be so tender with her when he was always so gruff with others, this maddening contrast did weird things to her.

"Rafe. I am fine. I said I am not in the mood. So don't push it." His tenderness made this whole thing even more frustrating hence she shrugged his arms away and moved to stand close to the door.

Rafe lifted his arms in a gesture if surrender. Again something flashed in his eyes before he instantly recovered. "I told you I won't touch you unless you want me to. You know I am not like that. Although you may have heard some stupid shit but that's just…Kie… I just wanted to ask if you were okay? I wasn't looking for a quickie." He combed his hair away from his forehead in a nervous gesture. It made Kiara soften up a bit.

She came closer and unknowingly fixed his jacket which was almost off from one shoulder. "Rafe. I need to tell you something important but I… but I need to be stronger when I do that and I don't want to lie to you so. I just need time."

Were his eyes always this disarming she wondered?

Rafe nodded and then she kissed his cheek.

"Also we're not exclusive so I won't mind you hanging around with Chelsea."

He swallowed and nodded again. "Who's Chelsea?"

"The mascara girl." Kiara walked away and then momentarily paused, turned back and smiled once before she left.

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