2 Teen 4 This- JohnnyBoy/Stevepop

2 terrified 4 composure 

Johnny's POV:
I don't know, I've felt off recently. No bad, but not good. Just off. Which is unlike me. I mean I'm fifteen so it's probably just puberty. I mean anything's normal during puberty, but I do have a boyfriend. And I know we're young, but recently we've been sexually active. I mean we love each other? Before he was just any other boy that went to The Rain. That's what our highschool was called, Red Rain High. It's a dumb name, but fuck it. The schools dumb too.

His names PonyBoy, and he's really pretty. He's in ninth grade, but he's in my English class because he's really smart. He loves reading, track, soccer, pictures, coffee, books, beanies, he's the perfect little nerd boy. See, I told you I love him.

Anyway back to my off-ness, I used some of the money I made to buy a pregnancy test. Do I really want to know if I'm pregnant? Hell no! But better safe than sorry. I don't think I am because he always wear's protect. We would never.

I walk back into my house and barely make it past my mom before her drunk eyes flutter open a little. I head straight to the bathroom locking the door behind myself. My moms practically addicted to wine, and her and my dad argue over it so much, that he's rarely ever home anymore. He says he can't live with a drunk, but he sends money for me, bills, food, and just enough to keep us up and running since my mom genuinely can't. I don't know who he can't take me with him, but I am thankful he thinks to send in things for me still.

I take the test and just stand at the sink waiting on it. Why am I so nervous? It's gonna be negative.

After five minutes I put my phone down recording because this could literally change my life and it does. The horror runs through me as both of the bright lines shine back up at me.

I sit down on the ground before I can collapse. I let my breathes just come in as fast as they want as I gasp an gasp, tears pouring from me. And for a second, I don't even think I want them to stop. They're helping me coupe with the fact there's a living organism inside of me.

I need to get it out, before I can hit myself I feel a wave a comfort come over me. Comfort?! Now!? I'm losing my shit!

"Breath son it's gonna be okay." When dad come in, he hasn't been here in months.

I just let him hug me, because that's exactly what I need right now. A damn hug.

I know it's dumb, but at this moment where I have to do a very adult thing, I feel like a baby. A small stupid little kid.

"Daddy, I don't know what to do. I'm scared." He's now on the ground rocking me, just like I'm a little kid.

"And that's okay, we can figure it. I think it's time that you stay with me though, because we both know this isn't safe, but maybe one day your mom will decide to be a real women." His voice is tough, stern, yet sweet, in a way.

I feel my tears coming down harder, "No dad, I really can't leave her. She's bad, she'll die if I leave, for good."

"Well, Andie, you'll die if you don't leave." I forgot he called me by my middle name, Andrew. His suggestion had turned into a demand, and at this point I might just need to listen.

So I get my ass up, he helps me pack, and we hop straight in his car. He said he left a text for mom, so she can't say he 'kidnapped' me.

"Do you know who the father is?" I really don't wanna go down this whole question thing especially because I didn't even believe I was pregnant for real at first.

"Yes, sir."

"Is he your boyfriend, or just some random guy? Please tell me it's a boyfriend." He lets out a sigh.

"He's my boyfriend."

"How long have you been with him."

It's currently February.

"September."

"So almost since the beginning of the school year?"

"Yes, sir."

"How long have you been sexually active with him?"

"Two months." It hasn't even been that long.

"Okay. How old is he? Same grade as you?"

"He's fourteen."

This when he whips his head around and his dark eyes look in awe, "Andie." He nearly whispers it.

"You're about to be sixteen, and you got with a fourteen year old. Took his virginity and yours. Not trying make you feel bad, but dude." He shakes his head and I can tell he's disappointed.

"They're aren't many gay boys in Tulsa, and he's sweet, I like him. I could tell Sex, wasn't his intention and it wasn't mine either, things just... happen." I blushed with embarrassment because that's a sorry excuse for being pregnant with a fourteen year olds baby.

"As much as I want to argue, things do happen. Because this, is, life." He admits this and the car goes quiet for a few minutes.

"When are you gonna tell him?" I don't have an answer for that question and I don't really want one.

"No idea, maybe tomorrow, maybe...never."

"Look, I know it's gonna be hard, and he might react bad, but never isn't an option when it comes to things like this. This is one of those never say never situations." He decides.

"Well then, eventually. But like you said it's hard, and right now I'm still not even sure if I'm pregnant. It doesn't even feel real to me yet, and I'm the one who knows they are. Imagine how crazy it will feel to him. The reason how and why I'm pregnant. He's gonna be devastated to say the least, he's basically a kid." I defend.

"I don't know, son. But better soon, than later. Because if you come at him in three months he's really gonna be devastated and depressed by then." He jokes.

I let myself smile, because I didn't do that today,  "okay you're right."

An I really hope he his, because I can't take wrong right now.

-okay first chapter ate up, no cause y'all why am I actually super excited for this book rn anyway bye for nowwwww-