Ok, first Angus, Thongs & Perfect Snogging story! It was on Teen-Nick like all week, and I have the dvd, so it got me to keep watching it. Lol. Umm…Tell me if you like it.
"Robbie." I stroked his perfect hair as we lay side by side.
"What is it?" He smiled at me.
"I'm pregnant." I whispered. At least I'd finally told him. Well, not finally, but I had known for a little while now. And I'd already told Jas. He didn't speak for a moment. "Are you okay, Robbie?"
"Are you sure?" He asked. I nodded. "Positive? One-hundred percent?" I shook my head, taking the nod back. "Maybe you should go to a doctor. You know, find out for sure? …And I think you should tell your mum."
"But she's going to freak on me…And you, too!"
"But I could go to help you tell her…as a friend. I could just say it's not mine." He smiled weakly.
"What, you think I've been running around on you, huh?" I smiled.
"Who knows?" He joked. "Maybe."
I playfully slapped his shoulder. "Shut up!"
He got serious this time. "I really think you should tell her. …Soon."
"Can you help me?" I asked.
"Of course." He smiled, taking my hand and pulling me up.
"Yeah, I guess. Get it over with?"
"Yeah, I know." We left the park and walked to my house, trying to avoid the light rain. I clutched my chest with the hand he wasn't holding. The other hand joined soon enough, though, still holding tightly onto his hand. Come on, I have to tell her. We stood on the porch for a while, not saying anything. Eventually I returned my hands to my sides, Robbie still holding on to it, as his hand brushed over my stomach lightly. He looked pained. "Hey." I brushed the away the hair that had fallen into his eyes. "What's wrong?"
"I feel really bad. It's all my fault. …I'm sorry."
"Shut up, it's not your fault. …Hey, we're not even sure." We were now sitting on the porch swing. The wind was getting stronger now. He slipped off his jacket and draped it over my shoulders. I was already wearing a cardigan, and it left him in only a t-shirt. The shirt barely covered his lower stomach, and it's sleeves revealed the majority of his arms. I thought about giving him back his jacket, but he would obviously decline.
"But what if you are?"
Mum appeared at the door, saving me from answering his question. "Hello, love. How was your date?"
"Fine, mum." I said.
"Good. Well, dinner should be done soon. Would you like to stay, Robbie?"
"Uh, yeah. Thanks" He tried to smile.
"Well, I'll let you two to talk about whatever it is you kids talk about these days."
"Wait, we'll come help you. …Come on, Robbie." I stood up and grabbed his hand.
"Why don't you go get changed darling?" She suggested.
I nodded. "Yeah." I took off Robbie's jacket and handed it to him. We all went inside. "I'll be right back." I headed upstairs and went into my room. I took off my shirt and threw it onto the floor. My stomach wasn't that noticeable, but there was definitely a difference. I was so marveled, that I didn't even notice when Robbie walked in. He came over and gave me a hug, not caring that I didn't have a shirt on. He wrapped his arms around me and put his hands in my hair.
"Mum." I turned around, then quickly grabbed a shirt and put it on. "We were just…"
"I know, Georgia. …But I just…"
"You just what?" I asked.
"It's just that a lot of girls are getting pregnant these days."
I involuntarily bit my lip.
"No. Don't tell me you are."
I nodded. She looked at me, and then she glanced at Robbie.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Nicolson." Robbie said.
"No, Robbie. It's not your fault. …Well, not entirely." She smiled, odd for the situation she'd just experienced. Robbie smirked.
We went downstairs for dinner, not speaking because Libby was in the room. As soon as Libby was done eating, she left to go to her friend's house, and as soon as she was gone, mom spoke.
"So, Robbie, have you told your mum yet?" She asked.
He shook his head. "No, Georgia just told me at the park."
"Georgia!" Mum scolded me.
"Well, I wasn't sure if I was pregnant."
"Do you want me to tell your mum for you?" She looked at Robbie.
"Yeah, that would be a big help."
Mum had suggested that we go watch tv while she had a talk with Robbie's mum. We went into the living room and sat down on the couch. We sat there watching tv until mum had come in at around 10 to tell us that the storm was picking up, and suggested that Robbie should stay here for the night. On the couch, of course! But she said that I could sleep downstairs with him if I wanted to. Robbie had left his pajamas here from his last visit, so he changed into them while I put on my own pajamas. After I finished changing, I joined him on the couch. Of course mum would get a mad, but I could always switch to another couch before go to sleep.
"Georgia." I opened my eyes. I was still laying on the couch with Robbie, my arms wrapped around him; definitely not the scene mum would want to see when she came to wake us up. I quickly and quietly got up, leaving Robbie to sleep a little longer. Apparently he was going to school from here, because Tom had dropped his uniform off this morning.
I headed upstairs to shower, but about halfway through my shower, someone knocked at the door. "Who is it?"
"Oh, you can come in to go to the bathroom." I said. He came in, quickly used the bathroom, and then left. After finishing up my shower and changing for school, Robbie took a shower and got dressed. It's not like I was watching him or anything…
We ate breakfast and then walked to school. The school-day went slow, probably because mum had scheduled an appointment for me today. Lunch was excruciatingly long. It was the regular group- Me, Robbie, Jas, Tom, Rosie, Ellen, Dave, and Peter (who I learned to some-what except, if he didn't spread rumors.) But during Calculus, one of my only classes without Robbie, someone came up to me.
"I heard that you're pregnant. Does Robbie know?"
The bell had just rang, giving me the excuse to leave without answering her question. Come on, Robbie wouldn't tell anyone, and besides him, I'd only told Jas and Mrs. Lewis (my counselor). But it was time for me to go, so I waited at Robbie's locker. Mum had already texted me three times asking me where I was. I texted her back, saying that I was waiting for Robbie. I'd decided to just go to his class. He couldn't just leave school and get away with it, and Mr. Tagaytay would be a tough one to get a pass out of. I could see, once I made it to the Physics room, that Robbie was already pleading with Mr. Tagaytay.
"Hello, Ms. Nicolson." He greeted me once he saw me. Is there an reason you're in the hall without a pass?"
"I have one, actually." I pulled it out, handing it over to him. He inspected it. "Ok, I understand that you have a doctor's appointment, but why is Robert trying to leave class as well?"
"Um, I feel a little uncomfortable talking about it. Can I get you to talk to Mrs. Lewis about it?"
"Ok, just let me get Mr. Jones to watch my class for me."
Both Robbie and I followed Mr. Tagaytay down the hall to Mrs. Lewis' room. He headed inside, leaving us outside of her office.
"Thanks. Tagaytay's my favorite teacher, but he can be one feisty little devil sometimes."
"Yeah… But listen, did you tell anyone about…you know?"
"Of course not." He said. "Did someone say something to you about it?"
"Yeah. And I only told Jas. I told her that she could tell Rosie and Ellen, but they wouldn't have told anyone. Unless someone over-heard them."
Mr. Tagaytay came out of the room. "Okay, he can go." He eyed me, considering my state, not expecting this of one of his best students. Robbie grabbed my hand, towing me down to the school's entrance. We saw my mum waiting for us in the car. Ugh, this will be one long day…
Ok, how was it? Sorry for not making Sven Rosie's boyfriend in this. Since I haven't read the books, I don't want to put anything wrong in this! And yes, those teacher's are really at my school, but my sister was mad at me for making Mr. Tagaytay kind of mean, he's not even really mean.
Please Review! :). I'll give everyone a cookie made with love =].
P.S.- Exams are over, and I will update more often! Yay! Haha.
Oh, and during my exams, a song for this movie-Ultraviolet- got stuck I my head. And it would not get out. Oh, please suggest a title for this! - I'm stuck AGAIN with name-choosing. And I already have a baby name-if anyone is wondering.