Layla's POV
It was about 11pm and I was still up sitting on Brian's bed and waiting for him to come out the shower. I just feel so sad about not being able to tell him.
Brian then soon came out the shower with just a towel on
"Babe.....are you sure you're okay? I feel like you're acting different..."
"It's just that... I read an article about this girl who got pregnant and didn't tell the guy... What do you think of that?" I asked
"Well......why would the girl not tell him?"
"I guess she didn't want to disrupt his life and maybe the guy couldn't be around to take care of the baby anyways... But how do you view the situation ?"
"Well.....I think the guy should've at least known and the girl should've told him, no matter what."
"Even if the guy will probably never even be there to see the baby being first born and watch it develop?"
"Yes.....he should at least know so maybe he can find at least some time to reschedule and visit his own baby.....it's like when Fathers go to the military and their wife has a baby.....the father will still be their father and the father will go back to visit."
I just stay silent I honestly don't know how to reply to that
"Why do you ask?"
"I was just curious causes I honestly wouldn't know what to do in that situation if I was pregnant"
"Oh.....well.....you would tell me right?"
"Well thinking how the situation would be if I was... You already said you couldn't visit and besides knowing my family's medical history sometime there are problems with babies when they are born... If I was pregnant and knew that you won't be able to see it assuming the baby even is healthy and makes it out okay I wouldn't think it's fair for you. You would miss all those things and would feel all guilty for missing things "
"But you still wouldn't even let me know? ......how could I do anything about the baby if I wouldn't even know? I mean I'd still have to pay for it and I'd have to give support and money even though I'm not with the child......I still would think its unfair if you wouldn't tell me cause I would try my best to do something about it."
Guilt began to fill me but I was still terrified and the words just didn't want to come out
" ...okay... I'm sorry... Can we please change the subject... I mean this is my last night..."
"Okay yes.....I'm sorry." Brian said sadly as he put on boxers and took off his towel and laid down on the bed next to me
"Aww I liked it better with your boxers off" I pouted playfully
He smirked at me "You wanna take em off?" He chuckled and smiled at me
I smirked and took it off him. Then I went into his bathroom. I took off everything except my bra and came out wearing his boxers
"Well don't you look sexy like that." He smirked at me and smiled
"You know these are so comfortable I might steal a pair to take with me" I teased as I climbed on top of him and sat on his chest. He then moved me to his lap and sat up
"Seriously babe?" He chuckled as he put his arm around my waist and kissed me on the head
"Mhmmm " I said playing with his hair with one hand and pleasuring him with the other
Brian let out a slight groan and bit his lip as he did that
"Sounds good to me." He smirkes
"It's sexy to hear you groan it makes me feel in charge" I smirked
