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“I’m pregnant. It’s yours.”
“How do you know it’s mine?” Dan shrugs, but he doesn’t even try to mask the smirk that covers his whole face, “Oh, right. You only have sex once a year.”
Amy rolls her eyes, arms folding over her chest. She stomps her foot, twists her ankle back and forth, watching as her skirt sways, “I had sex with you because you got me drunk on wine coolers and I felt fat that day. But it was a mistake.”
“Should I call the Vatican?”
“Will you shut up? You’re ruining this.”
“Ruining what?” He stares her down, leaning back against a locker, voice lowered as he scans the hallway, “Look, I’ll be a good dad, but I’m not gonna stop being me to do it.”
Amy releases a scoff and eyes Dan up and down with a slight scowl drawing on her face. “Being infected by your sperm is punishment enough, I wouldn’t want to pass the burden of you onto someone else-especially an unsuspecting child,” she whispers angrily.
“What do you want to do?”
Amy’s eyes widen as her whole body stiffens. She looks away from Dan’s steel eyes and plays with the white cotton of her cashmere sweater. Dan looks around the dwindling hallway as various students begin to leave the school for the day.
“I don’t know.”
“You’re the first person I’ve told..” she admits with a pinch of anger in a quivering voice Dan hadn’t heard before. Amy holds her book close enough to her stomach that Dan is sure if she presses it any harder she’ll fall over in pain.
Amy keeps her eyes fixated on the ground as Dan closes his locket and grabs and turns on his phone, “I have practice..” he says pulling his weight off the locker and slides on one backpack strap.
“Typical asshole,” she mumbles angrily and begins to walk away from Dan until he wraps an arm around her and pulls her body into his.
“Amy."
She looks up at him and he sees the innocence and fear flashing in her eyes and her bottom lip trembles in a way it only does during sex. She looks scared shitless and he doesn’t know whether to hug her or tell her that it’ll be okay.
“When is your first appointment,”
“This Friday at 11:30am-I’m leaving school early for it,” she says tucking a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. Dan nods as he takes it in,
“Fine, I’ll be there.” he decides which causes Amy’s eyes to widen in either embarrassment or shock.
She shakes her head, “No.” she replies. “You don’t have to fucking come alright? It’s just to make sure that I actually am and..it’s probably just a scare.” she defends herself. Dan rolls his eyes as Amy begins to ramble on and on about how it’s the worst idea in the history of ideas.
“Jesus fucking Christ Ames, you come over here to tell me that you’re pregnant with my child and expect me to become a deadbeat all of a sudden?”
Amy shakes her head and he sees her eyes become a bit watery, “You’ve fucked me over more times than I can think of and I refuse to let you do it any longer you piece of shit.” she jabs a finger into her chest and walks away from him with her head hanging down silently.
Senior Class President and notorious Good Girl, Amy Brookheimer fucking crying?
Holy shit..maybe she was actually pregnant.
He wanted, needed to sleep with Amy Brookheimer.
She had a lot going for her more than the other girls he usually slept with. She was hot, blonde, intense, nice body and he heard that she gave a nice blowjob from her ex, Taylor Evans.
A relationship? He wasn’t really built for that shit, but a good old fashion fuck? He’d be down for that and then some if she wanted it.
Then he saw her at one of Taylor’s parties one night after they won a basketball game.
He saw her talking to her friend Sue while holding a red solo cup and ultimately decided that it was the night he would make his move on her.
He approached her when Sue stepped away for a few minutes,
“Looking Good there Brookheimer.”
“Jesus Christ Dan, I thought we agreed to you not eyeing my every move..” she rolls her eyes as she takes a sip of her drink.
“And I figured that you would stop coming to your ex-boyfriend’s house parties.”
"Well, I figured it would be normal to attend my boyfriend’s party..” she replies with annoyance.
Dan inches closer towards her on the couch,
”Aren't you supposed to be sleeping with an unsuspecting Sophomore in a closet?”
He shrugs and bites his bottom lip in retaliation, ”Why? Would you rather it be you?” he leans closer as she rolls her eyes. She looks around the crowded room filled with teenagers and loud music with her icy blue eyes.
“Are you flirting with me?” she asks with a teasing eyesight placed upon a smug Dan. “I don’t know-would you prefer for me to?” he shrugs simply at Amy who releases a soft laugh. He sits back and watches as she finishes laughing and takes a small sip of her drink.
“Be another victim of Dan Egan’s infamous sex cult? I’d rather slit my wrist than be apart of that..” she says dusting off her black leather skirt and avoiding his eyes.
“You’d be my favorite..”
She tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear,
“Get me another drink,”
“What the actual fuck are you doing here Dan?” she asks once they’re in the safety on the exam room. “I already feel like shit and you being here is making me feel even worse.” she eyes him up and down in disgust. He leans against the wall with his arms crossed on the same side of the room as Amy,
“Wow, Ames didn’t know I had that much of a hold on you..”
She rolls her eyes and leans back in the exam chair, “I swear to god if you keep fucking talking, I’m going to vomit all over you.” she holds her hand up in defeat and annoyance towards Dan. His face falls into a somewhat comforting look which Amy had never seen before, it was strange.
“It’s that bad huh?”
Amy looks away from him and nods her head ashamed. “It’s not even just in the morning-I’ve had to run out of class almost every day and sometimes the smells of certain foods get me and..it just fucking sucks, okay?”.
Dan releases a sigh, “My mom had really bad morning sickness when she was pregnant with my younger brother..” he sheepishly admits to Amy who bites the inside of her cheek as her foot taps up and down on the tile floor.
“It got to the point where she had to go to the hospital for it sometimes..”
Amy’s eyes widen at that. “It was that bad?” her eyes widen incredulously and Dan nods, “Yeah, it was pretty bad,” he says as his eyes space out in front of him and he ultimately returns his attention back to Amy.
“But..don’t worry about it, you’ll be fine. Trust me,” he utters that eerily familiar phrase to Amy who angrily scoffs.
“Trust you?” she says her face flushing in anger. She rolls her eyes and burns her eyesight into Dan.
“That’s how I ended up in an exam chair Dan, by trusting you and your man-whore ways..”.
Before he can reply, the white door swings open revealing a blonde woman.
“Hello Amy.” the warm woman greets Amy as she pulls up the stool and sits in it as she extends her hand towards Amy and Dan. “Hello, Dr. Monroe..” Amy quickly shakes her hand and Dan follows suit.
The blonde woman slides on her glasses and opens up a chart, “Well Amy, the tests all came back and you are in fact pregnant.” she skillfully reads off to a stoic Amy and fist clenching Dan. He watches as Amy’s throat goes dry and she sits in the chair in complete silence.
“I know you two are a young couple but congratulations are in order! I assume you’re the father Dan?”
“Unfortunately yes.” Amy mutters under her breath before Dan can respond, “And no we’re not a couple.” Amy retorts to the now stunned doctor.
“Oh, well I assume you two have an idea of where to go from here?” she speaks with her hands.
Amy avoids Dan’s eyesight and clears her throat, “I’m keeping it.” she says as her face flushed in embarrassment as Dan’s eyes widen, “I haven’t told my parents but..I’m keeping it.” she firmly declares to Dan and Dr. Monroe.
Dr. Monroe nods and begins to turn on the Ultrasound Machine.
“Well, I’m obligated to inform the both of you that a baby is a lot of work and that the both of you will need to be in the best of relationships for the sake of Amy’s pregnancy and the development of the child.”.
Dan feels his palms sweat and he feels eerily close to passing out. He watches as Dr. Monroe grabs the wand and clears her throat, “If you could please lift up your shirt Amy..” she says with a small smile as she turns to face Amy.
Amy bites her bottom lip and lifts up her sweater to reveal the small, small bump she had been hiding behind the oversized purses, cashmere sweaters, and shirt dresses at school. The sight alone causes Dan to practically hold himself to avoid fainting.
“The gel is a tad bit cold but you’ll get used to it soon..” the older blonde woman explains to Amy as she squeezes the blue liquid onto Amy’s stomach and places the wand on her abdomen.
After a few minutes of the machine whirring and the doctor squinting her eyes at the screen, “Oh! There..is your baby.” she points to the small dark patch on the machine.
“That’s the baby?”
“Jesus fucking Christ..”
Dr. Monroe laughs, “It takes some time to get used to it but, yes that is your child..” she nods at the two.
“It seems that you are nine weeks pregnant so as of right now the child is the same size as a cherry,” she informs the two who are still grasping onto reality. “But, the good news is that the baby seems healthy and everything seems normal so far..” she closes the clipboard on her lap and removes the wand.
“What’s the bad news?” Dan asks worriedly with his head bobbing between the monitor and Amy.
Dr. Monroe clears her throat, “Well Amy, I know that you’ve had difficulties with your eating disorder in the past and all so we need to make sure that you stay on top of eating or else it could seriously harm your baby because you are a tad bit underweight.” she informs an embarrassed Amy and confused Dan.
“That was ages ago..”
“But thank you anyways..” she says sitting up and grabbing her purse. Dr. Monroe nods, “Well, I hope all goes well and that your family receives the news well..” she shakes Amy’s hand and Dan’s trembling one.
”Well I assume Dan will be there to help you through the entire pregnancy.” she nods her head towards Dan while she shakes his hand. Dan’s mouth goes dry for the first time probably ever.
”Yeah, yeah I'll be there.”
When were you going to tell me about your eating disorder?”
Amy quickly looks up and around the restaurant hesitantly, ”It didn't fucking matter Dan-we’re not even in a relationship.” she avoids his stare and stuffs a few fries into her face. Dan rolls his eyes in response, ”I stuck my dick into you 3 times, I think that qualifies as a relationship.” he smugly retorts as Amy continues to stuff her mouth with fries.
Amy rolls her eyes and keeps her eyes down as if the longer she ignores him the more likely he is to just sit up and walk away.
”Dan, why the fuck are you still here?”
The lunchtime chatter noise in the Five Guys restaurant bubbles around the two who sit in a booth far away from the crowd. Dan clears his throat as he watches Amy eat, ”When are you planning on telling your parents?” he asks adamantly which causes Amy’s arms to go up in frustration.
"Whenever I please to.” she retorts back with a scrunched face,
”Now answer my goddamn question, Dan, why the fuck are you still here?” Dan paused and takes in a deep breath as Amy stares at him with her nostrils flaring.
”When did you decide you wanted to keep it.”
”You’re ridiculous.”
”I'd rather throw myself into the Pacific Ocean than be infected with your sperm” she spits out harshly.
”Yet you're still keeping it?”
”I can't live with the constant guilt that I had a child-especially with you and stripped it away from a life” she admits ashamed to a now stunned Dan.
”I understand.”
She scoffed yet again, ”You don't understand shit, Dan. You have the ability to leave whenever you desire to, I'm ultimately the one stuck in this for life. I'm a fucking statistic now Dan, there's no teen pregnancy data on the fathers, only on the mothers. So don't sit here and tell me that you understand this shit when you clearly fucking don't.”
”Do you want me to be a fucking deadbeat?” He asks leaning forward, ”Because as much as you would love that, that's not what I’m gonna fucking do.” he sternly states. Amy leans forward, ”Am I supposed to fall on my knees because you decided to take responsibility for once in your life?” she mocks him.
”As much as I would enjoy that, it won't be necessary.”
Amy takes the last bite of her grilled cheese sandwich and begins to collect her purse from the table, ”You're a fucking snake.” she insults him. ”I thought Taylor was a snake?” Dan says stroking his chin and reciting one of Amy’s last comments on her ex-boyfriend.
”No Dan, he was actually a lot nicer than you've ever been.” she begins sliding out of the booth.
”We don't do nice Ames.”
”We don't do anything, Danny.”
Now it's Dan’s turn to scoff as he slides out of the booth following Amy out of the restaurant, ”We’ve done a lot more than you and Taylor.” he says with a teasing smirk as Amy plays with her car keys. He follows her to her car much to her dismay. “When are you telling your parents?” He tries again. Amy buckled in her seatbelt and sticks the key in the ignition.
Amy huffs out an irritated sigh, “I guess this Sunday.” She shrugs avoiding his eyesight as she runs a hand through her hair.
“I’ll be there,” Dan states a little too quickly for Amy’s liking. Amy opens her mouth to protest but he cuts her off,
“It’ll be better to do it with me, than with no one.”
“Trust me.” He states that familiar phrase Amy hated. She slams her car door shut and rolls down the window,
“Stop saying that fucking phrase when you know good and well that you don’t hold up to anything.” she flips him off and drives away from the parking lot.
He tried everything he could to get with her, and he means everything.
Amy Brookheimer was a lot more uptight and stern than most people gave her credit for. But despite all of that she was still hot regardless. They had been ‘talking’ literally just talking for a month in a half since Taylor’s party that when he heard news about the apparent breakup between the two, he kinda pumped his fist into the air.
Then he saw her next to her locker one exact day.
She was wearing a black sweater tucked into a high red skirt and a pair of black heels on. He took notice that she was alone and approached her swiftly.
“Well, if it isn’t Broken-hearted Brookheimer?”
Her head pops up and she rolls her eyes, “Well if it isn’t awful, Danny Egan, stalking and preying on innocent high school girls.” He rolls his eyes and leans against the locker, “So it’s permanent this time huh?” He asks with a trace of excitement in his voice as Amy begins to remove things from her bag and into her locker.
“That’s none of your business, Dan.”
He sees the glum look on her face and leans closer, “Well it’s certainly the schools business-it’s all anyone will talk about.” He informs her which causes her to bite down on her bottom lip.
“This school is filled with snakes and assholes.” She waves him off by avoiding his gaze,
“That’s interesting to hear from the Senior Class President herself..” he teases her.
“Cut the bullshit, what do you want?” She slams her locker door shut adamantly. Dan laughs and looks her up and down, “I want you to forget about that asshole known as Taylor Evans..” he states smugly to Amy who rolls her eyes.
She turns around and leans against her locker. As she opens her mouth she quickly shuts it as she looks down the hallway and sees none other than Taylor himself strutting down the hallway with a blonde girl who eerily resembles Amy but without the curves.
He watches as Amy rolls her eyes and bites her bottom lip, “Trust me-I’ve forgotten about him already.” She grits out dryly.
“Why don’t you come over today then?”
“Are your parents that used to you bringing home people that they just allow you to?” She says with a suspicious eyebrow raise.
“My mom is on a business trip and my brother is on a camping trip or whatever..” he waves it off as if it’s nothing.
She bites her bottom lip and eyes him and down, ”Fine. I'll come over.” she reluctantly agrees,
”But no funny business.”
”I'm pregnant.”
Sue’s brown eyes bulge practically out of their sockets and she almost drops her phone onto the table. ”Please tell me you're joking..” Sue says sternly.
Amy buffs out and look around the crowded Starbucks, ”I'm not, unfortunately..” she releases a sigh and takes a sip of her iced drink. Sue shakes her head, “Well that explains you eating a lot more..” she grudgingly replies to Amy who bites down her bottom lip.
She releases a sigh and looks around the semi-crowded Starbucks, “Should I say congratulations are in order, Mrs. Evans?” Sue gives Amy a direct look which she waves off with an eye roll. “That would be a lot easier..” the blonde mumbles under her breath.
Sue looks Amy up and down and takes immediate note of her body language and clothing. Here she was in yet another cashmere sweater, boots and a loose skirt in the middle of Summer in Washington D.C.
“Taylor is the father I assume?”
Amy rubs her temples and shakes her head ashamed, “No, he wouldn’t even touch me..” she admits sheepishly which causes Sue’s eyebrow to raise, “You do know who the father is right?” Sue leans forward across the small cafe table.
Amy looks around nervously, “Of course I do-it’s just that it’s complicated..” she admits to Sue.
“Complicated?” Sue repeats with wide eyes, “A teenage pregnancy is complicated especially when you are the Senior Class President, and the sitting President of the Celibacy Club at school..” she whispers hisses to a now frantic Amy.
“Sue..” she tries to get her friend’s attention to put an end to her constant rambling, “I know okay..” she holds her hand up in defense.
“It’s stupid and shocking but..it’s my responsibility now and I can’t just abandon it,” she states to her friend.
“Who’s the father then?”
Amy takes a deep breath and shuts her eyes, “Dan’s the father..” she admits penitently to Sue who sits there in surprise with a stunned look plastered on her usually composed face.
“You had sex with Dan Egan?”
She tucks a strand of her long blonde hair behind her ear, “Yeah but..it was really only a one-time thing.” she lies to herself and Sue, “It was after I saw Candi and Taylor together and I-I was jealous I guess.” she shrugs her shoulders.
Amy fidgets uncomfortably in her seat as Sue grabs onto the new information she had been told, “Have you told anyone else besides me?” she stares at Amy with even wider eyes. Amy hesitantly twists her ring on her index finger,
“I told Dan earlier this week and we’re telling my parent’s tomorrow,” Amy informs her friend lamenting.
“Dan knows?” Sue asks in a patient tone and Amy nods, “I had to tell him-so he could feel guilty but instead he’s latched onto me or whatever..” Amy takes a bite of the butterfly cookie she had purchased.
“What are you going to do about college?”
Amy puts her elbow on the table and puts her chin in the palm of her hand, “I have to go to college-I don’t know exactly how I’ll get in since a baby ruined my chances, but I’ve been working too hard my entire life to let it go to shit because of this.” Amy states grieved for her future.
“I mean I can’t promise you that it’ll be alright but if it’s not then I guess..you can call me,”
Amy bites her bottom lip and hesitantly wipes her tears as she silently curses herself out for being so damn emotional about a simple thing her friend said.
“Thanks, Sue..”
For someone so powerful, strong, and smart- she was probably one of the most insecure girls he had ever met. He didn’t really understand how and why she would be, she had a lot more shit going for her than 90% of the people at school. She was hot, had a nice curvy body and had a nice voice on her. It wasn’t a surprise that most of the guys at school usually listed after her.
“I should’ve known better…”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” he asks intrigued and leaning forward.
Amy clears her throat as she reaches her hand towards another wine cooler, “You invited me to your house while your entire family is gone and get me drunk off of wine coolers?” She says with a slight giggle Dan was getting used to quite quickly.
“Could you be any more of a cliche?” She rolls her eyes as she opens the cap of the drink.
Dan laughs and throws a hand around Amy’s shoulders.
“That’s where you’re wrong Brookheimer.” He gives her a smug smile,
“If I was cliche, this would be the part where I would tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear and kiss you..” he says as she leans against his body.
“I don’t even know how you find me attractive..” she says disgustedly as her face scrunches.
“And why is that?”
Amy purses her lips together and gives him a get real look, “Because I’m fat and ugly and my hair is too thick.” She admits drunkenly which causes Dan to laugh.
“Fat? Brookheimer you are everything but fat..”.
“Yeah right, you’re just fucking with me.”
“Well..maybe I do want to fuck with you..” he softly whispers and takes a swig of his drink.
Amy’s jaw drops in surprise and she releases an unhinged laugh as she hits him in his broad chest, “You’re terrible..” she laughs out as his hand covers her ass.
“Don’t you have security cameras in here or something?” Amy says snapping her head around the grand living room as Dan brings her body in closer to his. “No, that’s only outside and in the garage..” he informs her.
“We came in the back way though..” he whispers seductively into her ear which causes her to roll her eyes.
“What is up with you and sex jokes?” She asks with a small smile on her face.
“I figured you would get that hint sooner or later..” he smugly states. Amy looks him up and down as she licks her lips,
“Taylor used to do that a lot.,” she states with a bit of sadness flickering in her steel blue eyes.
Dan rolls his eyes, “Well did Taylor do this a lot?” He says sitting his wine cooler down onto the coffee table and using his free hand to roam over Amy’s ass along with the other hand already resting there.
She stifles back a moan and looks away from Dan’s eyes, “Not really..” she admits ashamed as she looks into Dan’s fully blown pupils.
“That’s a shame…” he admits licking his lips. “Guess he didn’t know what he was doing.” Dan speculates and Amy nods, “Something like that I guess..” she says with a slight smile.
He swiftly drops his lips to her tense neck and attacks it with a slight purr in his voice, “Did he ever do that?” He asks smiling against her neck.
“Not this good. No.”
Dan smiles as he pulls away from Amy and notices her seductively biting her bottom lip, “Did that feel good?” Dan asks already knowing her answer.
Amy licks her lips and looks away
“I’m not this skinny cheerleader like Brie or Candi-“.
Dan releases an irritated huff and stands up with Amy cradled in his arms, “Jesus fucking Christ what are you doing!” She shrieks out.
“Showing you that you’re not fat.”
Amy’s face freezes in blush, she opens her mouth and quickly closes it after she finds no words to say. “Your house is so goddamn big.” She turns her head and laughs as he walks up the stairs.
Dan’s eyes widen and gives Amy a knowing smirk, “Don’t you dare make a joke about your penis..” she says annoyed which causes Dan to laugh.
“No promises..” he hip bumps his bedroom door open as he balances Amy in his sturdy arms. He gently throws Amy on the bed as he goes and locks his bedroom door, “Of course your room would be filled with trophies and shit..” she chuckles out nervously as he edges himself closer to the bed.
“Sorry if I like to show off my accomplishments.”
Amy rolls her eyes and grabs his face, “Shut up..” she returns her lips to his. Dan returns his hand to her lower back and pushed their bodies against their bed.
He swiftly removes his lips from hers and slides off his shirt and throws it to the side as Amy’s hand runs down his chest.
“Do you have protection?” She mumbles against his lips. Dan pulls away and bites his bottom lip and grits his teeth, “No. I gotta run to the store..” he says climbing off of Amy and rolling next to her on the bed.
“I’m the president of the Celibacy Club, I can’t lose my virginity and not use protection..”
Dan bites his bottom lip
“I mean I’ll pull out but you’ll just have to trust me if you want.”
Amy rolls over onto her side and looks at Dan who lays shirtless, “Trust you?” she says with the words foreign in her mouth. “Yeah, trust me..” he says bringing his hand over her waist and pulling her into his body.
Amy looks him up and down and hesitantly releases a sigh, Dan leans forward and melts their lips together once again. Amy sighs into the kiss timidly, as Dan runs a hand up and down her leg.
“Do you trust me?” he pulls away when Amy’s chest is heaving up and down.
She gives in and nods against her better judgment. Dan smirks and returns his lips to her neck, “Can you say it again?” she practically pleads Dan as he grazes a hand over her thigh.
“You’re not fat Ames..”
She simply nods and leans forward and within minutes the two are passionately making out. His hands begin to roam over her backside which causes her to moan softly against her lips.
"Amy darling, did you have something you wanted to share with us?” her mother asks as they sit at the dinner table that following Sunday. She exchanges a petrified look with Dan who gives her a simple nod.
“I actually do-we both do..” Amy keeps her gaze fixated on Dan who gives her parents a somewhat timid smile.
Amy clears her throat briefly and rolls her shoulders back, “Well..Dan and I have been seeing each other for some time now..” she rehearses the lie she had practiced over a million times.
Amy pauses for a brief minute as she feels her parent’s gaze upon her. She feels small flutters inside her and holds her breath for a few seconds as she tries to mentally prepare herself for the phrase she still had trouble believing.
“I’m pregnant.”