THREE

Amelia POV

“Going somewhere?” The stranger whispers, his breath hot against my skin. His deep morning voice made butterflies erupt in my stomach.

“I-um” I stuttered, not exactly sure on what to say.

He just chuckles and pulls me closer, nuzzling my neck.

“I- I should leave” I stuttered.

“No,” he said firmly.

I let out a loud gasp, when he pushed me to lay flat on the bed and pinned me down.

“What are you doing?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

“Nothing you should get worried about," he replies, his voice low and husky. His eyes are dark and intense, and I couldn’t look away.

His lips were now just inches from mine. His hands are gently but firmly holding me down. The sexual tension between us was undeniable.

"I need to go," I tried again, my voice shaking. But he just shakes his head, his lips curled in a seductive smirk.

“Let’s talk for-“ the sound of his ringing tone interrupts him midway.

“Wait here” he mouths while getting up and answers the phone call.

“What is it?” He asked the person in the other line after a beat of silence. I couldn’t help but notice how quickly his countenance changed, his playfulness was gone and he looked more serious and his tone was cold.

“Fuck! I’ll be there in 10 minutes” he groaned, seeming frustrated.

-maybe I should go… my thoughts suggested, I felt embarrassed just sitting here aimlessly while not knowing what to do.

I had no idea what was happening,

I started to feel claustrophobic, trapped in this sexy strange man's bedroom who I had apparently slept with. I needed to get out of there

As I went to stand up, his gaze snapped back to me, his eyes dark and unreadable.

"Where are you going?" he asked, his voice low and firm.

My palms were suddenly sweating.

My brain immediately went into panic mode. Having no idea on what to do next, getting out of here seemed like the best option.

I quickly grabbed all of my things scattered around his bedroom floor. I could feel his gaze behind my back, following my every move but I could careless about that. I threw on my dress as quickly as I could and soon after I was out of his apartment like a light.

WHAT HAVE I DONE??

What possessed me to make such a reckless decision? I felt ashamed, and also guilty.

When I was finally out of his apartment building complex and settled inside a cab taking me home. I decided to call Cara because I needed to talk to someone.

After the third dial, Cara spoke from the other line.

“Hey” she said, her voice calm.

“Was I drunk last night?” Was the first question I asked her.

“Umm- wait” she stuttered.

“You really don’t remember anything from last night?” She asked.

“No. Is there something I should know” I asked curiously, feeling a bile rise up my throat.

“No, not at all. At least not that I know of.” She replied smoothly.

“Oh-“ I muttered, disappointed that I wasn’t getting anything from this conversation.

“You said you were going to the bathroom and all of a sudden you were nowhere to be found so I just assumed you left. I had no choice but to go home alone.” She continued.

“What’s wrong though?” She asked.

“I just woke up to see myself in the bed of a stranger” I whispered esparatedly. Careful not to make the cab driver over hear what I was saying. It was far too embarrassing.

“Holy shit- is he there with you right now? Did you guys fuck?” She asked.

“No, I’m in a cab heading home right now. Also I’m pretty sure we fu-“ I paused, not wanting to say the word.

“Common girl, you already did the act so why are you still shy to say the word.” She groaned.

“I guess last night was worth it huh? You finally let loose and dump your v-card” she teased.

I could feel she had a smug smirk on.

“Cara this is not the time” I groaned.

“I’m panicking right now” I grumbled.

“Chill. It’s not even a big deal” she countered.

<“Babe! Come over here”> I heard a male voice call at distance in the other line, followed my Cara’s giggling.

Cara probably had a guy over, nothing new. She was very sexually active.

“Gotta go girl, text you later” she rushed out and hung up.

“Mph” I sighed tiredly.

The sound of the cab driver clearing his throat made me look up. I flushed in embarrassment seeing that we were already packed in front of my house and the driver looked like he was getting annoyed of waiting.

“Oh- sorry” I apologized, paid his money and quickly exited the cab. Making him drive off afterwards.

“Hey mom” I greeted my mom seated at the couch.

Yes, I am twenty one but I still live with my parents. I am definitely not financially independent to consider moving out yet.

“Could have considered letting me know you weren’t returning last night ” my mom said.

“Sorry mom, it was kinda unplanned and I forgot to text you. I spent the night with Cara though” The lie slipped my mouth so effortlessly it almost scared me.

When I got to my room, I flopped on my bed staring at my ceiling while trying to process everything.

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*ONE MONTH LATER*

During the past weeks I had experienced basically every early pregnancy symptoms. My pregnancy scare was at its peak now. After being five days late for my period I decided it was about time I took the test.

I stood in my bathroom, staring at the timer on the pregnancy test. I was shaking in fear of what the result would be. I was well aware that a positive result will change everything, and I was definitely not ready for that.

As the timer ticked down, My heart raced faster in my chest, threatening to break out.

When the timer reaches zero, I take a deep breath and slowly look down at the test.

My stomach drops-