stand up.
“There’s no music.” He replies, though he takes my hand. “Baby, are you okay? You look sick.” Just shut up and dance with me before I fall apart. It might be our last dance.
We stand up and he slips his arms around my waist. I wrap my arms around his neck. Thank God I didn’t stay too short, taking after my father. We start to sway to nothing but our imaginary music. He lowers his head toward mine and leans in. I savor the moment while I have it. I feel his lips on mine and they move in sync. His hands are on my back, and then he cups my face with one hand and kisses me passionately. Our tongues move side by side, happy to be united. I groan a little. It feels so good. He stops kissing me, and we go back to swaying. He smiles at me. I try to catch my breath.
“So guess what Gracie?” He asks his eyes are closed now. I memorize his jaw line, the curve of his mouth, every contour and feature on his face.
“Mmm?” I say, lost in the moment. I love watching him when he’s not looking.
“I found a house, on the beach. I am talking to the owner who is leasing it. It’s perfect. I think you’ll love it.” I open my eyes and he’s smiling from ear to ear. The moment is lost.
“I’m pregnant.” He drops his hands to his side and takes a step back. I should have expected this. I want to puke.
“I have an appointment to meet them. I figured living on campus would suck and I know you want to live by the beach.” I’m tuning him out. Didn’t he just hear what I said and yet he keeps going on and on about this. I see realization set in finally, and his eyes widen. “Wait, what?”
“I’m pregnant.”
Chapter 5
“How did this happen?” Nick is pacing furiously. He did not take the news well. My legs are shaking nervously. Thank God no one is here to listen to him yell. That was one of the reasons I’m glad he suggested this place. Delivering news this big is not for a busy public restaurant or area.
I meet his gaze, there’s no doubt anger is all over his face. Does he seriously think I wanted this?
“Well?” He repeats with malice. Now, it’s my turn to be angry.
“Really Nick? It takes two to get pregnant. We obviously weren’t careful so don’t you dare act like this is my fault.” I see a muscle in his jaw twitch. He sits down on the ground, shaking his head.
“I can’t have a baby Gracie. I’m going to college with a scholarship. My future is just within reach and I just picked out a good place for us. I can’t throw it all away. I can’t think about something like this now.” He faces me; the anger fading replaced by…fear? Disappointment? I can’t tell. I sit down beside him; fold my hands in my lap. I’m on the verge of tears, again. How did life change so quickly? We used to sit here a lot in our time together. It’s actually where we first became a couple in middle school, watching a baseball game. We were friends first, for a long time and I never knew he liked me. He made it clear that night he wanted more than friendship. He always gave me butterflies. I thought he was bluffing when he asked me to be his girlfriend.
“Who are you talking to?” I asked as we sat in the stands and watched some friends kick ass and take names. He pointed at me, and like an idiot I looked around trying to find the one who stole his heart, even though at that age it’s hard to steal someone’s heart. “You silly. I want to date you.” I looked back at him and laughed. Yeah, stupid I know. I just didn’t see why he liked me. I wasn’t anything special. I was a little short with brown mousey hair and stupid brown