My Happy Ending ; 1/3

Hey, its iilovejemii. Sucky one shot (in my opinion) Enjoy anyway!

Theme: Teen pregnancy

Demi's POV.

Saturday night. The dark room. The flashing lights. The loud music booming through my ear drums and making the walls shake. The intense taste of beer in my mouth. I look around me but all I saw was a blurr.

I knew I shouldnt of had came to the party. Joe warned me of these kinds of parties. It was wild and no one went home until the early morning. But I didnt listen to him. Miley begged me to come with her so here I am. I walked over to the side of the room and stood agaianst the wall, looking at the sea of heads.

I couldnt find Miley. This party was already out of control. Drugs, drinking, loud music. What if the police came? I wrap my arms around my body, trying to shield away my awfully revealing outfit. I shouldnt of had wore this. Joe would kill me if he saw me. Joe was my boyfriend of 4 years now and after senior year, we'd start a whole new life together.

Lifting the beer bottle to my pink lips, I take anoher swig. I was never a drinker but tonight, I couldnt help it. I look to my side and see Miley with some other guy. They were making out. I roll my eyes and think of what Joe would think of us when I tell him. Tonight, he was out having dinner with his grandparents. He was such a good boy.

I threw the empty been bottle into the trash can and felt my head swaying. My vision got blurry and I was seeing things out of proportion. I tried to stay still when I felt something grab my hand. A person. Then, as I'm starting pass out, I feel myself getting lifted off the ground..

{The Next Day}

I wake up the next morning with really bad headache. My body ached and when I sat up, my eyes widened. I was in car. Not my car; not Miley's either. I look beside me and see Travis, the captain of the basketball team. The windows were all blacked out. I look down and I gasp, everything coming back to me. Oh crap..

I quickly slip on my clothes as fast as I could and ran out of the car. The house was trashed and I look for Miley's car but it was no where to be seen. I start to walk away from the house, my arms hugging my bruised chest and tears rolling down both of my cheeks.

{2 days later.}

"Hey, babe," Joe comes up to me one morning at school as I was putting my books away into my locker. He wraps his arms around me from behind and I jump at his touch. He chuckles. "I missed you last weekend."

I turn around in his arms and just hug him. "I missed you too," I reply. Guilt overcame me. He cant know about the party. He cant know about Travis. He pulls away from me and shuts my locker for me. "So how are your grandpa and grandma doing?" I ask him.

He takes my hand into his and carries my books for me. We start walking. "They're doing great. Thanks for asking," he says. "What about you? How was the sleepover with Miles?" he asks me.

I sigh. If he only knew.. "It was good. I had fun," I answer, not looking t him at all.

We pass by the basketball guys and Travis looks at me, a smirk planted on his lips. "Hey, babe," he says to me, winking. Joe glares at Travis. "Back off," he says through his gritted teeth. Travis and his friends walk off, laughing at Joe.

I shake my head at them, cursing under my breath. Joe walks me to my math class. I lean up on my toes and give him a short, sweet kiss. He smiles at me and hands me my textbooks.

"I'll see you at lunch," he tells me. I nod and walk into the classroom, taking a seat. He walks away. I wait for class to starts and when the bell rings, Miley comes in, barely late. She takes the seat next to me, like usual.

"Pssstttt.." I hear Miley say. I turn my head just slightly to look at her. I give her a 'What?' look. "What happened to you Saturday?" she whispers.

"Ask me later," I whisper back, turning my attention back to the board.

When it was time for lunch, I went to go sit down at Joe and I's usual table. I open up my salad and pour dressing over it, taking my fork. Joe sits down across from me. "I swear, my teacher hates me," he says.

I look up at him. "Why?" I ask. He shrugs. He starts to unwrap his cheeseburger. He takes a bite into it.

"Are you free afterschool?" He asks. I nod. "Do you maybe wanna come over?"

He pauses. "No one's going to be home." He winks at me.

I giggle. "Sure. For what?" I tease.

He smirks. "I need you to help me with something."

"With what?" I ask him, raising an eyebrow.

He narrows his eyes at me, making me laugh. "... some math," he replies. I burst out laughing and he gasps at me. "Whats so funny?" he pretends to frown.

I shake my head. "Nothing, nothing." I look up at him and he rolls his eyes, taking another bite of his cheeseburger. I reach over and grab his hand. "I love you."

{3 & 1/2 weeks later}

This cannot be happening. No, no, no, no! I stared down at the stick I held in my hand. + + +. I'm pregnant. No, I'm not. There's gotta be a mistake.

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[katahra1]

omgg no |:

[BricelaBMJ]

OH SHIT.

reading onnn. LIKE A BAMF

lol.

LOVE IT

girl THEY DO NOT SUCK. when will you learn HAHHA :)

[MTPumpkinpie]

it IS Awesome NOT sucky at all Great Job off 2 read the next part :-)

[gabigameirostories]

it's awesome!

[Drakegirl1338]

This is great!! Its not succky at all!! next one!! :)