Pregnant with the Bad Boy

15

I woke up for once before Dylan and I stared at his beautiful profile where I lay, his straight nose marking the hills of the raised cheekbones and chin, he could have anyone he wanted, and he had chosen me. it tickled my stomach as I took my finger and traced his face from his forehead down to his Adam's apple bobbing quietly where he slept peacefully and I kissed his cheek before sitting up, I still felt guilty about eating all the pizza yesterday and I was hungry again honestly, I got up and pulled the dress into place, I really needed to get home anyway, I couldn't last another day without a nightgown and a toothbrush at least.

I pawed out to the living room where always stood, I brought the bottles we drank yesterday to the small kitchen, I was not a great cook as my mother was but surely there would be something to eat in the purple kitchen that was not pizza.

I excitedly opened his fridge, I sighed as the same kebab pizza was still there and I took it out and threw it away quickly, he could hardly be angry about that. My eyes searched further, and I saw eggs at the bottom under his beer, I looked at them skeptically, they had expired a week ago. I closed the fridge again and put them on the bench, I might as well test it, if it was disgusting I'd have to throw it away, I shrugged to myself and found what looked like a clean pan and cracked the eggs, it didn't smell bad and I felt better as I quickly looked over his bench and saw a frying pan at the bottom that I put on the stove and a coffee pot, it had been a long time since I drank it but Dylan probably wanted some. I whisked the eggs around in the pan, it had to be what it was as I salted them and scraped them off onto a plate, I left in case he wanted some and poured the coffee into the old brew that dripped reassuringly in the background as I pulled off all the clothes and things he had left on the small table and chairs and sat there taking a bite of the suspicious egg scramble I had made. It actually tasted good, I hoped Mom was proud of me now, I smiled until I realised, she was angry with me and I stopped with the fork, it wasn't my fault Dad didn't love her anymore, but it was my fault for throwing it in her face in the middle of town of all places, she who was so proud of herself. I poked around in the eggs as I heard Dylan's yawn and feet come hurrying towards where I was sitting and I looked up, almost losing my breath, it didn't matter how many times I saw him without his clothes, I was just as taken each time by his perfection where he strode up in his boxers like it was nothing and walked up to me and gave me a quick kiss before going straight to the coffee maker which was ready.

“god's gift to humanity.” He smiled tiredly and I laughed now, he was so damn handsome standing there drinking coffee with messy hair and tired eyes just looking at me.

“Good morning.” I pointed to the pan with the eggs, and he looked at it in surprise before happily bringing the whole pan to the table and I watched in horror as he ate from it with a fork in front of me.

“you're a pig, you know that?” he didn't answer but just smiled with eggs in his mouth and I frowned at him with a smile as he swallowed and finally answered.

“After yesterday I have understood that you eat first and talk later.” He laughed at my sour face as I defiantly shoved the last of the eggs on the plate in front of him.

“Well, one can get used to this” he leaned back against the the chair and looked pleased as he drank the coffee again and I took my plate to the sink and took what I thought was a clean cup and poured in the coffee before sitting down opposite him again.

“Get used to what?” I drank cautiously and looked at him shyly, perhaps I had taken too many liberties but to be honest, that train had already left when I rummaged through his stuff the first night here.

“Coffee in hand, breakfast ready and my woman.” He was probably looking at me as I was getting burned by the way he just said things to me that made my insides feel like a blissful rush of emotions dancing around in my stomach.

I didn't dare answer him after the night's revelation about my feelings for him and I only chuckled shyly at his answer.

“Just drink your coffee tough guy.” I probably smiled like a lovesick i***t at him where he just sat and looked at me with his big grey eyes and looked like we had never done anything else together.

He seemed to have woken up from his dream and quickly looked at the phone which showed half past six, I nodded, of course I understood.

“Just drop me off at the farm first and I'll see you later.” I was still nodding mostly to myself as he looked at me in annoyance.

“f**k, Jen, are you here for coffee or are you here as my girlfriend?” He finished the last of it in his cup and stood up, I looked at him confused and mumbled girlfriend low to him as he put the cup down on the bench and suddenly smiled at me after his pout.

“so, you can stay here, even if I'm not here, right? Then it's not the first time you've been here without me, is it?” he looked at me mischievous and I turned red at what he said, of course he did, he probably knew that I had gone through his wardrobe and chest of drawers, I couldn't understand how I was still allowed to be here the way I had been behaving.

“no you are right.” I was still embarrassed when he kissed my forehead and went to get dressed, I sat there, it felt surreal that I was here, the other times I had been here visiting but now he had asked me to stay with him, even if it was just for a while, it felt like our relationship was much longer in than the phase we were in, but I had spent almost every waking and sleeping moment by his side, so the time felt like much longer than the five days we had between us which sounded ridiculous when I thought about it, it felt like we had been with each other for years to me.

“babe I'm leaving now!” His voice woke me up and I hurried to the door behind the couch where he stood dressed in a t-shirt, an open flannel and jeans, not to mention the cap that hid his beautiful hair. I stood on tiptoe and kissed his mouth tenderly as he put his hands on my bottom and squeezed, I laughed at his playfulness before I slapped him and he laughed walked down the loft stairs and I stared after him barefoot in my yesterday's dress and coffee cup in hand, he looked at me several times and smiled happily before he disappeared down the stairs and I closed the door as I heard the car start and he drove out of the parking lot. I leaned against the door and sighed happily, Screw rest of the world, he was my world.

I drank the rest of the coffee slowly and scrolled forlornly on my phone, everything felt so much duller, greyer when he wasn't here. I jumped in delight when Dylan's name came up on the message display and I opened it with my heart pounding ridiculously hard over a message when I'd just seen him.

I smiled embarrassedly, he wrote what how beautiful I had been and that he had been forced not to turn around with the car back home to me.  I put the phone to my chest, he counted me as his home, I could die of happiness and I easily a small scream escape my mouth at his wonderful words.

I quickly replied with a heart before I realized what I had done and spent three long minutes having anxiety, did he understand that I loved him on that? Or was it I read too much into an ordinary heart on the message? I sat leaning against the table with my arms and closed my eyes with panic rumbling around as he had replied, and I barely dared to look.

I opened with my eyes closed and looked at it as fast as I could like a madman. He had responded with a heart back. I exhaled and sank exhausted into the chair behind me, it wasn't f*****g easy being in love, especially not someone like Dylan.

We exchanged a little back and forth for a while before he said he had to do something or he would be fired, I had laughed at his melodrama and now I was sitting here smiling like an i***t to myself for the second time in a row.

He was due back around five, I looked at the time, it was only half past seven, I honestly thought more time would have passed since he left.

I put the phone down again, not a sound from either Mandy or Mum, maybe it was time to take the bull by the horns, at least I wanted Mandy to be on good terms with me.

I wrote a short message to see if she wanted to talk and that I was sorry for what had happened.

She did not answer. I looked around bored and before I knew it I had picked up everything on the floor, washed everything I could find, which was more than I could have imagined, and quickly vacuumed with the tired old vacuum cleaner from the 90s.

It was eleven o'clock now and I took my phone to bed which I just put in order quickly and opened it, I sat up on my elbows where I was lying down, there was a message from Mandy there, she wrote that we could meet today after school, around three o'clock. I looked wearily at the clock, why was time going so terribly slow too? I set the alarm for half past two and closed my eyes, we were going to meet at that vegan cafe and I wrinkled my nose, I liked bacon far too much to go vegan but if Mandy wanted to go vegan I wasn't going to stop her.

I woke up with a jolt of the alarm and sat up dizzily and I felt nervous, so I went into the bathroom and borrowed one of Dylan's combs that made my hair static, and I cursed low and took some cold water around my neck and face, I wanted my things here so badly, now at once. I ignored my mother, after Dylan came back, I would bring them here whether she wanted me to or not.

I examined myself in the small mirror, I looked tired, but I understood what Dylan meant about me looking more grown up with my hair shorter, the long hair had made me look girlish and I didn't miss it for a second as I admired myself with the green eyes, I had that shifted in different shades depending on what I was feeling.

I went to the door and realised I couldn't lock it until I saw a pair of spare keys hanging from his jackets and I took them without hesitation, I was just going to borrow them…I guess…

I pulled on my worn sneakers and grabbed my fringed handbag and headed out, I texted Dylan to meet Mandy and locked the door behind me, it felt good as I put the keys in the bag and walked down the loft corridor to the stairs, I had checked the buses a little quickly before I fell asleep and I was pretty sure the bus that ran here would take me into the core of the city centre where Mandy was waiting.

It was hot outside and I was grateful for the dress which was cool but unfortunately made every man who saw me stop extra once, one man had even tried to get me to write my number to him, I had snorted viciously and he had angrily walked away, I didn't even look his way as the bus arrived and I quickly put money in the machine and took my ticket and sat quietly at a lonely spot on the outside of the place, I didn't want company and stared down at the phone as I felt the stares at my back, I wished Dylan was here, not that I couldn't cope on my own but people left me alone when he was around, they accepted that they couldn't make contact with me with my boyfriend around.

I looked up, I was getting off here, I gratefully stood up and got off the hot bus that went on to the next stop.

It was more open in this part of town, cleaner too if I were to be more honest and I walked slowly towards the trendy cafe where my sister would be waiting, I quickly texted Dylan where he could pick me up, I immediately felt guilty, he might not have time to answer me all the time as I kept typing all the time.

I shook off the feeling and put the phone down, hoping he would get back to me soon, so I knew he was okay with me borrowing his keys.

It was cool when I stepped into the cube-like cafe, Mandy wasn't here yet and I ordered some odd tea which the pierced girl behind almost wordlessly charged for and gave me the steamed mug as I looked amusedly at her sour face, she probably thought I didn't fit in here, but I totally didn’t give a f**k about that.

I smiled in amusement as she just looked at me and I sat down at the window and watched the people rushing by, a week ago that would have been me, unhappy and chasing something I didn't know what it was, listen to me, I sounded like I had my s**t together when I sure as hell didn’t.

I smiled secretly to myself before slowly drinking from the organic cardboard cup as it had a large print on it, now I knew, it was Dylan, he made me complete.

It tasted sweet about the steaming water, and I looked up as the door opened and Mandy was standing there, I had to look twice, she was wearing a short pink dress and a big bow in the pink fifties hair she had done, she looked amazing, I couldn't help but smile at her, was it really yesterday she had taken the courage to dye her hair? She noticed me looking at her and she shyly lowered her gaze before grabbing coffee from the still sullen cashier who walked through the door as we both sat down now.

I continued to study her, she had purple eye shadow and glitter under her eyes, it looked incredibly cool to me, had she really done all that herself?

“You look fantastic Mads!” I smiled happily at her, and she went along with it, even though she was probably pissed at me.

“I decided that if you could do what you wanted, so could I.” She looked at me menacingly and I shamefacedly looked down at the pink tea that was like the colour of her lipstick.

“I'm sorry, I know I was an idiot...I just got mad you know....” I fell silent as she stared down at the table before shaking herself, like a bird shedding old feathers.

“Same thing, it's like you said, the truth.” She was looking me straight in the eye now and it felt like the death blow as I swallowed hard, damn she was like Dad right now, hard and straight telling it to my face.

“Well, maybe I didn't have to say it right there...” I sighed and she waited patiently for me with her big now mysterious eyes watching my apology.

“Most of it is about me and Dylan honestly... but we both know that mum and dad haven't been happy for years...” I fell silent again and waited defeatedly for her to start scolding me, but instead she sighed deeply, like it was coming from the bottom of her soul.

“I know.” She drank coffee in silence, and I looked at her blankly, of course she knew, she had been there when I had left.

“I'm not mad at you either... it's just that it came so quickly, it's one thing to know something, another to say it out loud so it becomes reality.” I gaped at her speech, was she really only 17? She was going to take over the world one day, I just knew it.

But instead, I just nodded in agreement to her words as she suddenly made me look up from the table again.

“I see life with Mr Hopper is doing well.” She glanced at me wearing the same dress since yesterday and I laughed in embarrassment, she was far too smart for her own good.

“Well, it's fine, I'm going to stay with him for a while, until things calm down around the whole, I told mom dad was cheating shitstorm.” She raised her eyebrows in surprise and smiled secretively.

“The whole town is full of gossip about you guys, I think it even put down the fight mom had with you.” We both laughed like little girls, and I leaned back comfortably in the hard chair.

“I can only imagine, but it'll pass, it's not like Dylan didn't have another girlfriend before me.”

I sounded sadder and my sister looked at me in annoyance all of a sudden.

“No, he hasn't, I told you he's totally ignored every attempt since he came back to Perryville, until you came along.” She didn't seem to get how slow I was as I put my mug back down and looked at her in surprise.

“You mean he hasn't had a single girlfriend since he moved here?” Mandy now nodded at my stupidity.

“Jen, for someone who is supposed to be so smart, you are so stupid.” She shook her head, and I clutched my chest, I was the only one he'd let come to his house, let me kiss him and get closer. I got chills thinking about how much I loved him.

“you're totally such a sucker for him, aren't you?” Mandy looked at me like she was talking about the most obvious thing in the world, and I nodded in defeat.

“I'm a sucker for him.” She suddenly smiled during all the misery that was going on in our lives, I was warmed by the fact that she cared as much as she did.

“Good.” She smiled even more, and I could see her young age as she winked romantically at me.

“There are many sour faces in the stable since it came out that you are a couple, I have been avoiding questions right and left about you.” She laughed briefly and I smiled, it was nothing I hadn't expected.

“Good to know you have my back then sis.” I blinked playfully as she laughed and drank the last of her coffee and rolled her eyes. We got up and threw the ugly brown cups in the trash and walked out of the cool air conditioner and hit the warm wall that was in Perryville.

“You know you can pick up your stuff if you want to, mom has gone to Oklahoma.” She smiled sadly at me, and I just nodded, what could I say, I was hoping our parents would patch up the marriage but sometimes it didn't work out.

“Are you all right being by yourself?” I looked at her worriedly as she slapped away my ridiculous fear with her hand and looked confident.

“Please, I know more about the world than mom does, I'll be fine.” she smiled of course, and I knew she was right, and she smiled victoriously at me.

“But if you need me, anything at all, you'll call? Okay?” I sounded sterner at the end then and sighed loudly and rolled my eyes at me.

“Yes mom.” She laughed at my offended look when I saw Dylan's car coming, had time really gone that fast? I looked down at the phone, it was around a quarter to five, so it was true.

“Want a ride?” I knew Dylan could take her to Oklahoma if I asked him, but she just shook her head slightly and looked at me with an uninterpretable expression that made me feel like a fish in a bowl.

“I'm not going home yet, then I think I'll get over your cute neurotic phase.” She smiled at my embarrassment, the damn kid who thought she was something. I laughed to myself and hugged her tight.

“Promise me, anything, night or day, call.” Dylan had pulled up on the side of us and I opened the door making eye contact with the most handsome man ever to be born on this earth, and he was all mine.

“No promises sis.” She smirked at me before seeing Dylan leaning down to stare at my sister with his hard menacing eyes that didn’t take crap from anyone making my otherwise so brave baby sister gulped to my amusement watching her standing up straighter and not rolling her eyes like she did with everyone else when they told her something she didn’t want to hear.

“Amanda, you better keep your ass out trouble, unless you want me to talk to Mrs Hernandez about last week.” I was almost laughing by the terror that had flickered in Mandy’s eyes for a few seconds before averting her eyes from Dylan’s that had I-mean-f*****g-business-right-now look to them, damn he was tuning me on right now as I felt him leaning over me making it harder for me to act normal in front of my scared sister.

“Fine.” She said it sassy as I felt Dylan’s body tense up and he didn’t even say anything as my sister sighted and let down her crossed arms to the side looking up at my crazy sexy boyfriend staring at down at her.

“Yes, I’ll behave, I will Mr Hopper.” She wanted to roll her eyes so bad right now as he pulled back and I felt his hand om my thigh for a second squeezing it making me all kinds of sweaty already, damn hot man he was turning me on unproperly as hell.

“Good, that’s all I needed to hear, take care Amanda.” He must have given her a smile because she beamed back now like an i***t, I sighted, geez this guy could charm a damn nun if he wanted to do it.

I closed the door and looked confused at my sister already on her phone again when I pulled out into the pretty calm traffic in our smalltown afternoon.

“How did you do that?” I looked at him curiously and he squinted at me as if he had no idea what I was talking about.

“Did what?” He turned onto the highway, and I realized I had to ask him to turn around before he got too far.

“Just now, with Mandy, my God she even listened to you!” I could have applauded if it didn't look so stupid.

He smiled embarrassedly at my admiration and cleared his throat slightly before saying but in the most serious tone he could bring himself to have.

“Not that you've experienced that side of me Jennifer, but I'm pretty serious in my professional role, especially when it comes to teenage girls whispering about me when they think I'm not listening.” His seriousness had disappeared in a few seconds as I laughed in surprise at his explanation.

“I have to see you sometime, you're very sexy when you're dominant.” I laughed even harder at his blush that appeared on his cheeks from my forward reply.

“Be careful, or I'll turn off here and bend you over the hood.” I choked back a laugh at his playful threat, he had seen me stiffen and a low smile played across his lips that went up to his grey eyes, they glinted dangerously with the desire that had come from nowhere between us.

“Or maybe it was something you wanted? For me to bend you over the hood and f**k you?”

 I gasped at his dark voice, God he was so sexy sitting there talking about taking me just like that, I could already feel the fire flaring up in my stomach.

“Stop the truck.” My voice was hoarse with excitement and he quickly turned off at the back of an abandoned warehouse, I was grateful we had gotten out of town as I remained seated and he came around to my side, I didn't understand what I was doing as he helped me down into the short dress and looked expectantly full at his loving eyes burning with the sudden desire.

“My s*x goddess...” I blushed as he kissed me unexpectedly softly before leading me over to the scalding hood, it was a little too high for me to fully bend, it would be more reclined I thought analytically as he took off the flannels and placed them in front of me on the hood.

“What a gentleman.” I giggled as he grabbed my right arm without replying and bent it behind my back where we stood, he pressed himself against my back as I squirmed from the fire that flared up at the abundance of his touch and I gasped as he kissed my neck slowly and whispered deeply.

“You are mine.” I shuddered at the rushes that ran through my body as he calmly held me in a firm grip with his arm behind my back and leaned me forward, I gasped as he pulled up my dress and spread my legs without a word and caressed my bottom hard before tracing his way forward with his fingers, I winced loudly at his touch and quickly slapped my hand over my mouth afraid of anyone hearing me as he pulled it away gently behind to the other arm behind my back, I grimaced just a little at the pain as he stroked me quickly again and I winced, the pain in my arm had already faded away over the desire boiling inside me.

“I want to hear you.” He had moved the back of my hair now and was whispering sensually as he slowly licked my neck, I shuddered several times as his fingers moved lightly inside me, and I squirmed impatiently for him to do something more.

“Dylan.” I pleaded his name and he stopped with his hand, and I looked up disappointed where I lay with my head against his flannel.

“Tell me what you want me to do with you.” He still had my arms back and I was standing with my legs wide apart, I could have done anything for him right now.

“f**k me!” he immediately looked pleased at my stammering words and with one swift movement he pushed my head back down against the hood, I screamed with the pleasure of him filling me up and I moaned harshly as he mercilessly thrust himself hard into me and held me in place with my arms still in his firm grip. I closed my eyes and gave in to the waves of pleasure he was giving me, my breathing quickened by the it felt like my legs were about to buckle under me if I hadn't been supporting me with his own weight behind me.

“Say my name.” His voice was choked with arousal, and I screamed his name several times as he moved faster, and I barely knew where I was anymore as he grabbed my hair and pulled it back lightly with his free hand.

“you're mine, aren't you, say it!” his voice was harsh and commanding as I croaked loudly each time his full length met my bottom.

“I'm yours, just yours Dylan!” I screamed loudly from the vibrations that shuddered through me as he pulled me up slightly with my arms back and thrust in hard as he came, I lay exhausted still on the hood as he moaned still from coming.

Neither of us said anything for a few minutes, I lay dying on the hood, he had f*****g taken me to heaven and back, I could die happily now.