Making a Notice

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
A girl finds out she's pregnant. Only to find out it's her best friends boyfriend. What will happen? Read it and find out!

Submitted: January 06, 2012

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 I could hear his laugh around the corner. I knew he was drinking. I found a bathroom and changed into a tight tank top and booty shorts. I fixed my hair in the cracked mirror. Oh yeah this is really going to happen, I thought to myself, I, Emily Colin, am going to get into Josh Lostes’s pants. I pulled my tank down so even more cleavage showed. I walked out of the bathroom and turned the corner. Josh’s eyes automatically landed on my boobs. Then he looked me up and down so slow it looked like he would pounce on me right then and there. I walked over to him. I leaned in next to his ear and whispered,

 “Come and catch me.” And breathed down his neck.  I turned and started to walk out of the room. I could feel Josh’s eyes staring a hole through my ass. I heard him get up and stumble after me. I kept walking as if I didn’t hear him. I turned and walked into a bedroom and plopped down on the bed. I heard his footsteps as he walked into the room. He closed the door and over to the bed.

 Josh took off his shirt to reveal rock-hard abs. He leaned down and started kissing me. I could feel the tug as he tried to take off my shorts.

 “Here.” I gasped for air as I shook out of them. I grabbed his pants and started to pull them off his body. Then he shook them the rest of the way off. He pushed my shirt up. His hands were firm and warm. He started kissing by my bellybutton and up to my breasts. Then I raised my arms up and he took the rest of my shirt off. He continued to kiss me. He took off his underwear and then mine off to. And then it happened. Click done and then got dressed and left each other alone. I got into my car and drove home. When I got home it was four minutes in till curfew. I climbed the stairs and into my room. Then I changed and went to sleep.

 

One month later

I saw Callie kissing Josh again. The same Josh that I had messed around with about a month ago. Callie knows I told her the day after it happened because she is my best friend.

 “Hey, Emily!” She squealed as she saw me. She pulled me into a hug and I gagged. “What’s wrong?” She asked.

“I don’t know I’ve just felt really sick I couldn’t even eat breakfast this morning.” I moaned.

“Oh I’m sorry. Are you going to,” and she motioned throwing up because she hates saying it.

 “I don’t know. I-” I couldn’t finish the sentence because next thing I know I was leaning over a toilet in the girls bathroom puking my guts out. I felt someone holing most of my hair up and I knew it must be Callie. I tried to gasp for hair but instead I just puked even more. I heard Callie shushing me to try and keep me calm. My body started to shake. My stomach hurt like hell, my head was throbbing and my throat burned. I had a bad taste in my mouth and that made me puke again. When I was finally done I went to the sink and rinsed out my mouth. I looked up at the mirror and I had puke in my light brown hair that Callie couldn’t get a hold of. My sharp green eyes were watering and I was super pale. Callie pulled out a hair brush and brushed out the vomit and then brushed all the parts that were sticking up.

  “You okay?” she asked knowing I wasn’t but trying to be sympathetic. I nodded anyway. I was still shaking. She led me to first period and handed me the books I must have slammed down when I ran into the bathroom. We weren’t even late in fact we were early. I’m so glad Callie is in every class with me. My head throbbed as I walked over to the chair Callie pulled out for me. Mr. Holly walked into the room.

  “Emily, are you okay? You look a little pale.” He asked. I nodded.

 “It’s just a girl thing Mr. Holly.” Callie said. That seemed to make him uncomfortable.

 “Alrighty then.” He replied and took his seat at his desk.  Now you must think I’m crazy for not telling him I just puked out my guts, right? But I’m not. I live with my older sister and she’s and work. And I don’t drive myself to school. And I would call Sara at work but I’m pretty sure she would kill me for calling about a stomach thing.

 “Emily?” Callie called my name in a low whisper she did whenever she realizes what’s going on.

 “Yeah?” I asked.

 “When was the last time you had sex?” and then it hit me too.

 

 

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Lizzy99

 

 


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