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Oh, darling I know what you're going through
I stayed up until 3:00 AM to write this, so you better read it! Hmmm...I wonder how Patrick is feeling about Natasha's pregnancy. I guess you'll have to find out!
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Chapter 33- Oh, darling I know what you're going through
~Patrick~
I gripped the pregnancy test in my hand, still not believing that I got a fifteen year old pregnant.
Suddenly, I laughed. “Oh, I get it now. It's a joke, right? Ha ha, you got me.”
Natasha shook her head. “I'm sorry, Patrick. It's not a joke, I really am pregnant with your child.”
Pete took Madison outside so she could play in the snow.
Natasha sat next to me and took my hand. “What should I do about it?”
“What do you mean? You're pregnant, what other options do you have?”
“Well, I could get an abortion.”
I gripped her hand tightly and looked her right in the eye. “You are not getting an abortion.”
“Patrick, I'm not saying that I'm going to for sure, but it is an option.”
“There's no need for it. We can afford to take care of it and I can take care of it while you're at school. You aren't getting an abortion.”
Her eyes started to well up. “But what about the people at school? They'll just call me a whore as soon as they find out I'm pregnant!”
I put my arm around her and she put her head on my shoulder. “Just ignore them. And if they still won't leave you alone, I'll talk to them.”
“No offense, Patrick, but you really don't scare anyone.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Me? Not scary? Yeah, right! I'm the scariest man you'll ever meet!”
She laughed and said, “No, that's Ryan in the morning.”
I laughed with her then said, “Yeah, you're probably right. But anyway, no abortion. Got it?”
“Okay, no abortion.”
We sat there in silence until Natasha said, “Do you want to film Pete and Madison?”
I grinned. “Yeah, why not?”
The day Natasha had to go back to school, I had to drag her out of bed.
“Come on, Tash, you're gonna be late for your first day back!”
She groaned and threw a pillow at me.
“Good, I don't want to go to school.”
I turned on the lights and pulled off her covers.
“Aren't you excited to go back and see all of your friends?”
She lifted her head up. “Yeah, I'm really excited that I get to tell them that 24 year old Patrick Stump got me pregnant.”
I sat down on the edge of her bed and rubbed her back. “If they really are your friends, then they'll understand.”
“Patrick?”
“Yeah?” I said, still rubbing her back.
“This rubbing is bringing back old memories.”
I was confused at first, but then got it when she pointed at her stomach. I stopped rubbing her and got off her bed.
“Is that a little better?”
She shrugged. “I didn't say that the old memories were bad.”
“Okay, well, I'm glad that you enjoyed it. But now it's time to get up and greet the day.”
She got up whining and shuffled across her bedroom. “Me and mornings do not mix. Especially after an over two week long vacation.”
I smiled and stepped outside her bedroom. “Well, I'm going to let you get dressed now.”
She blew out a breath. “Like it matters anymore whether you're in here or not.”
I shut the door behind me quickly so she couldn't see my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
On my way to the kitchen, I ran into Pete, almost falling. Luckily, he caught me.
He smiled. “Whoa, good thing I caught you.”
I melted into his arms. “Yeah, you're my hero.”
His warm lips pressed against mine and he said, “I love you.”
I ran my fingers through his hair. “I love you, too.
“You know what we haven't done in a while?”
“Went grocery shopping?”
“Yes, but that wasn't what I was thinking of,” He said, laughing.
“I give up.”
He kissed my ear softly then whispered. “We haven't made love in a while.”
I smiled. “It has be a long time. Almost a week.”
He slid his hands into my back pockets. “So I was thinking, as soon as Natasha leaves for school, maybe we could fix that.”
I grabbed his ass too and said, “I think I like that idea.”
Just then, Natasha came downstairs, fully made up. She laughed.
“I know what you guys are doing when I leave.”
I blushed as she walked past me. She grabbed a Pop-Tart and headed towards the door.
“Have a good day at school.”
She rolled her eyes. “Like this day could ever be good. But I'm sure yours will!” She said, with a wink.
I waved bye sheepishly and she went outside.
Pete swung me around so I was facing him. “Now, where were we?”
I grabbed him by the ass again. “I think right here.”
He kissed me passionately on the lips and I returned the same passion. He stopped me and motioned for us to go upstairs. I nodded and we headed up the stairs. I didn't know why we didn't talk. I guess we just went by what one of our songs say.
Turn off the lights,
and turn off the shyness.
All of our moves,
make up for the silence.
Pete shut the door behind him and I quickly got on the bed. I took off my shoes and Pete did the same. He got on top of me and feverishly tried to unbutton my pants. He finally did and he slid them down quickly.
I panted as I grabbed at his button and got it undone quickly. Pete kicked them off of himself and they fell on the floor. Pete started lifting up my shirt, licking my bare skin along the way. Soon, my shirt and his were on the floor.
The underwear went off without question. Pete sucked and licked at my dick. I felt his tongue licking my slit where precum was starting to form.
After he made sure he coated every inch of my dick with his saliva, he got on his hand and knees and begged me with his eyes to enter him. I did as I was told and I grabbed his hips and slammed into him.
He panted as I began to move faster, not wanting to waste time. I wanted him to cum more than anything and I wanted him to cum fast.
A little early, I reached for his cock and began to jerk it off, which made Pete gasp.
“Fuck, Patrick.”
I made quick, hard thrusts in and out of him, my heart pounding and my breathing shallow. I soon heard Pete moan and felt warm wetness in my hand. Shortly after, I shot my thick warm seed inside him, moaning out his name.
We layed together on the bed, our chests heaving up and down. Before I fell asleep, I heard Pete mutter, “I love you, Patrick.”
I woke up to the sound of pounding on my door. I yelled, “Come in!” and Natasha entered.
She was sobbing as she crawled in between me and Pete. She wrapped her arms around me, though it felt uncomfortable after I realized that I was still naked.
I ignored my thoughts. “Hey, what's wrong?”
Pete rolled over and was surprised to see Natasha right behind him.
She sobbed some more until she finally calmed down a little. “My friends, I told them. They called me a slut and told the whole school. I can't go back there, please don't make me!”
I hugged her close to my body. “Here, I'll go out and buy you some peanut butter ice cream and we can talk about this some more.”
Pete rubbed her back. “Yeah, and I'll go with him and make sure that he gets the right kind since he always forgets. Do you think you'll be okay alone for twenty minutes?”
She nodded.
We got dressed and headed towards the store. I grabbed one kind of ice cream and of course I was wrong. Pete grabbed the right kind (peanut butter swirl) and we headed towards the check out line. Just to be nice, I got her a liter of Dr. Pepper.
When we got home, I called out her name. She didn't answer. I ran upstairs and checked my room. She wasn't in there. I scratched my head, trying to think of where she might be at, when I heard Pete yell out my name.
I ran downstairs. “What, did you find Natasha?”
“Uh, kinda.”
He handed me a note and I read it out loud to no one in particular.
“Dear Patrick, I can't do this. I can not handle the loneliness in the hallways as kids pass me and point. I went through this the whole day and I'm already feeling dead inside. I went to a clinic. I know that you didn't want me to do this, but I am getting an abortion. By the time you get there, I'll probably already be there, so just stay home.”
I threw down the note and ran out the front door. Pete followed me and we got in the car.
Tears blurred my vision as I drove, but I fought through them long enough to get there.
I ran up to the front desk when I didn't see her in the waiting room.
“I need to see Natasha Smith.”
The woman shook her head. “Sorry, she's already in there. You're gonna have to wait until it's over. The waiting room is to your left.”
I wiped away my tears as we sat down in the waiting room. Pete took my hand and kissed it.
“I'm sorry, man.”
I didn't say anything. I stared at the other people in the waiting room so I could have something else to do to kill time.
A half an hour later, Natasha entered the room with tears running down her face.
I rushed to hug her.
“Shh, it's okay.”
She shook her head. “I didn't go through with it.”
Though I was relieved, I hugged her anyway, trying to calm her down enough to get her home.
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Phew! I'm glad she didn't go through with it! Patrick's such a nice person......goes into Patrick dream land........Oh! Sorry, Patrick moment. Anywho, this pregnancy should be interesting! I'd love it if you guys gave your opinion on what the baby should be and some name ideas! So, go ahead. Do it right now!
Three words that would make me happy: RATE AND REVIEW!
Please?
~Patrick~
I gripped the pregnancy test in my hand, still not believing that I got a fifteen year old pregnant.
Suddenly, I laughed. “Oh, I get it now. It's a joke, right? Ha ha, you got me.”
Natasha shook her head. “I'm sorry, Patrick. It's not a joke, I really am pregnant with your child.”
Pete took Madison outside so she could play in the snow.
Natasha sat next to me and took my hand. “What should I do about it?”
“What do you mean? You're pregnant, what other options do you have?”
“Well, I could get an abortion.”
I gripped her hand tightly and looked her right in the eye. “You are not getting an abortion.”
“Patrick, I'm not saying that I'm going to for sure, but it is an option.”
“There's no need for it. We can afford to take care of it and I can take care of it while you're at school. You aren't getting an abortion.”
Her eyes started to well up. “But what about the people at school? They'll just call me a whore as soon as they find out I'm pregnant!”
I put my arm around her and she put her head on my shoulder. “Just ignore them. And if they still won't leave you alone, I'll talk to them.”
“No offense, Patrick, but you really don't scare anyone.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Me? Not scary? Yeah, right! I'm the scariest man you'll ever meet!”
She laughed and said, “No, that's Ryan in the morning.”
I laughed with her then said, “Yeah, you're probably right. But anyway, no abortion. Got it?”
“Okay, no abortion.”
We sat there in silence until Natasha said, “Do you want to film Pete and Madison?”
I grinned. “Yeah, why not?”
The day Natasha had to go back to school, I had to drag her out of bed.
“Come on, Tash, you're gonna be late for your first day back!”
She groaned and threw a pillow at me.
“Good, I don't want to go to school.”
I turned on the lights and pulled off her covers.
“Aren't you excited to go back and see all of your friends?”
She lifted her head up. “Yeah, I'm really excited that I get to tell them that 24 year old Patrick Stump got me pregnant.”
I sat down on the edge of her bed and rubbed her back. “If they really are your friends, then they'll understand.”
“Patrick?”
“Yeah?” I said, still rubbing her back.
“This rubbing is bringing back old memories.”
I was confused at first, but then got it when she pointed at her stomach. I stopped rubbing her and got off her bed.
“Is that a little better?”
She shrugged. “I didn't say that the old memories were bad.”
“Okay, well, I'm glad that you enjoyed it. But now it's time to get up and greet the day.”
She got up whining and shuffled across her bedroom. “Me and mornings do not mix. Especially after an over two week long vacation.”
I smiled and stepped outside her bedroom. “Well, I'm going to let you get dressed now.”
She blew out a breath. “Like it matters anymore whether you're in here or not.”
I shut the door behind me quickly so she couldn't see my cheeks burning with embarrassment.
On my way to the kitchen, I ran into Pete, almost falling. Luckily, he caught me.
He smiled. “Whoa, good thing I caught you.”
I melted into his arms. “Yeah, you're my hero.”
His warm lips pressed against mine and he said, “I love you.”
I ran my fingers through his hair. “I love you, too.
“You know what we haven't done in a while?”
“Went grocery shopping?”
“Yes, but that wasn't what I was thinking of,” He said, laughing.
“I give up.”
He kissed my ear softly then whispered. “We haven't made love in a while.”
I smiled. “It has be a long time. Almost a week.”
He slid his hands into my back pockets. “So I was thinking, as soon as Natasha leaves for school, maybe we could fix that.”
I grabbed his ass too and said, “I think I like that idea.”
Just then, Natasha came downstairs, fully made up. She laughed.
“I know what you guys are doing when I leave.”
I blushed as she walked past me. She grabbed a Pop-Tart and headed towards the door.
“Have a good day at school.”
She rolled her eyes. “Like this day could ever be good. But I'm sure yours will!” She said, with a wink.
I waved bye sheepishly and she went outside.
Pete swung me around so I was facing him. “Now, where were we?”
I grabbed him by the ass again. “I think right here.”
He kissed me passionately on the lips and I returned the same passion. He stopped me and motioned for us to go upstairs. I nodded and we headed up the stairs. I didn't know why we didn't talk. I guess we just went by what one of our songs say.
Turn off the lights,
and turn off the shyness.
All of our moves,
make up for the silence.
Pete shut the door behind him and I quickly got on the bed. I took off my shoes and Pete did the same. He got on top of me and feverishly tried to unbutton my pants. He finally did and he slid them down quickly.
I panted as I grabbed at his button and got it undone quickly. Pete kicked them off of himself and they fell on the floor. Pete started lifting up my shirt, licking my bare skin along the way. Soon, my shirt and his were on the floor.
The underwear went off without question. Pete sucked and licked at my dick. I felt his tongue licking my slit where precum was starting to form.
After he made sure he coated every inch of my dick with his saliva, he got on his hand and knees and begged me with his eyes to enter him. I did as I was told and I grabbed his hips and slammed into him.
He panted as I began to move faster, not wanting to waste time. I wanted him to cum more than anything and I wanted him to cum fast.
A little early, I reached for his cock and began to jerk it off, which made Pete gasp.
“Fuck, Patrick.”
I made quick, hard thrusts in and out of him, my heart pounding and my breathing shallow. I soon heard Pete moan and felt warm wetness in my hand. Shortly after, I shot my thick warm seed inside him, moaning out his name.
We layed together on the bed, our chests heaving up and down. Before I fell asleep, I heard Pete mutter, “I love you, Patrick.”
I woke up to the sound of pounding on my door. I yelled, “Come in!” and Natasha entered.
She was sobbing as she crawled in between me and Pete. She wrapped her arms around me, though it felt uncomfortable after I realized that I was still naked.
I ignored my thoughts. “Hey, what's wrong?”
Pete rolled over and was surprised to see Natasha right behind him.
She sobbed some more until she finally calmed down a little. “My friends, I told them. They called me a slut and told the whole school. I can't go back there, please don't make me!”
I hugged her close to my body. “Here, I'll go out and buy you some peanut butter ice cream and we can talk about this some more.”
Pete rubbed her back. “Yeah, and I'll go with him and make sure that he gets the right kind since he always forgets. Do you think you'll be okay alone for twenty minutes?”
She nodded.
We got dressed and headed towards the store. I grabbed one kind of ice cream and of course I was wrong. Pete grabbed the right kind (peanut butter swirl) and we headed towards the check out line. Just to be nice, I got her a liter of Dr. Pepper.
When we got home, I called out her name. She didn't answer. I ran upstairs and checked my room. She wasn't in there. I scratched my head, trying to think of where she might be at, when I heard Pete yell out my name.
I ran downstairs. “What, did you find Natasha?”
“Uh, kinda.”
He handed me a note and I read it out loud to no one in particular.
“Dear Patrick, I can't do this. I can not handle the loneliness in the hallways as kids pass me and point. I went through this the whole day and I'm already feeling dead inside. I went to a clinic. I know that you didn't want me to do this, but I am getting an abortion. By the time you get there, I'll probably already be there, so just stay home.”
I threw down the note and ran out the front door. Pete followed me and we got in the car.
Tears blurred my vision as I drove, but I fought through them long enough to get there.
I ran up to the front desk when I didn't see her in the waiting room.
“I need to see Natasha Smith.”
The woman shook her head. “Sorry, she's already in there. You're gonna have to wait until it's over. The waiting room is to your left.”
I wiped away my tears as we sat down in the waiting room. Pete took my hand and kissed it.
“I'm sorry, man.”
I didn't say anything. I stared at the other people in the waiting room so I could have something else to do to kill time.
A half an hour later, Natasha entered the room with tears running down her face.
I rushed to hug her.
“Shh, it's okay.”
She shook her head. “I didn't go through with it.”
Though I was relieved, I hugged her anyway, trying to calm her down enough to get her home.
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Phew! I'm glad she didn't go through with it! Patrick's such a nice person......goes into Patrick dream land........Oh! Sorry, Patrick moment. Anywho, this pregnancy should be interesting! I'd love it if you guys gave your opinion on what the baby should be and some name ideas! So, go ahead. Do it right now!
Three words that would make me happy: RATE AND REVIEW!
Please?
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