It had been two days since I had met Christopher Steele. I was in the shower when an idea came to me. Why not I go to his house? He had mentioned the location of it, and he wouldn't have done that unless he had wanted me to visit him.
Upon arriving I could immediately tell that he was happy to see me. His face lit up and he warmly shook my hand, ushering me inside.
I told him that I had heard a couple fighting inside their home. He chuckled. "Ha. That Goth family is always quarreling about nothing!"
Then we talked about a bouquet that he had seen on television.
I noticed that he was muscular. "So Chris, did you have to work to be that muscly or were you born that way." I said smoothly. He blushed and looked down.
When he looked up again our eyes met...
...and we had our first kiss.
Then I knew that it was time. "Chris, do you wanna-" He interrupted. "Of course."
I was so happy to have a good boyfriend that I leaped into his arms. He was surprised, but happy.
Things got heated.
We found ourselves in Christopher's bed.
Hearts flew through the air. Literally.
Later, Chris and I were sleeping under the stars at my place. I awoke feeling sick to my stomach and I heaved twice.
I got back in bed and strange thoughts crept into my head.
What if I was pregnant?
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