The Boy in the Skirt

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"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!?" I yelled at Luke a few minutes after he had come back in. "Michael, I'm sorry" he said. "No you're not" I growled. "Michael, i- it didn't even mean anything!" He argued.

"Mhm sure. That's why you fucking got her pregnant!" I exclaimed. Tears were stinging my eyes but I refused to let them spill over. "Michael" he started. "NO LUKE! IT MEANT NOTHING BUT YOU FUCKING GOT HER PREGNANT!" I yelled.

"Michael listen" he tried again to talk. "No" I said. He looked at me silently for a minute. Then he went over and sat on his bed, pulling his knees up and resting his chin on them, tears starting to go down his face.

It looked familiar as I could see his panties but it didn't affect me at all like it usually would. Then day in my car. The same thing happened. I felt bad for making him cry but he fucking got a girl pregnant.

"Me and you weren't dating yet anyway" he mumbled. "What?" I asked. "I WASNT EVEN DATING YOU YET WHEN SHE GOT PREGNANT!" he screamed. "SO!? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GONNA DO!? YOURE GONNA GO BE EWITH HER AND YOUR STUPID CHILD!" I yelled.

He stared at me in shock. "MY STUPID CHILD!?" he screamed. I sighed. "Its not the babys fault" I said. "Michael I don't even know if I want the baby but its definitely not the baby's fault." He quietly told me. "I know. I'm sorry." I answered. "Its fine" he replied.

"You don't know if you want your baby?" I asked after a second. "I do want it but you don't." He replied. "Luke do what you want. I don't want it but its not my baby so" I told him. He nodded.

"I want it." He whispered. "Good. Its yours." I replied.

Ew he wanted it. Sounds fucked up but my baby got someone pregnant. They were having a child together. He'd probably leave to go support the stupid baby. I didn't like the baby. Or Kimmy.

"I fucking hate Kimmy" I told him. "Why?" He asked. "YOU FUCKING GOT HER PREGNANT!" I exclaimed. "THATS NOT HER FAULT" he yelled. "Yeah, kind of" I argued.

"HOW!?" he demanded.

"YOU KNOW WHAT LUKE? IM DONE! IM SO DONE WITH YOU! GOD I SHOULDVE ACCEPTED CALUM!" I screamed, walking out and slamming the door. Tears were rushing down my face as I walked into Calums always unlocked dorm and he got off his bed as I closed the door.

"Michael, what happened?" He asked, pulling me into his arms. "He- he- he" I tried to talk but the tears kept flowing and I couldn't. "Who? Michael what happened?" He asked.

"L- he" I couldn't.

"Is it Luke?" He asked gently as he sat on his bed, pulling me into his lap. I nodded against his chest. "Aw, Michael." He said, wrapping his arms around me tightly and letting me sob into his chest.

After I had calmed down a bit, he looked at me. "Michael, what happened?" He asked. "He um, you know his friend Kimmy?" I asked, playing with my fingers nervously.

"Yeah" he answered. "He um, he got her pregnant" I mumbled. "What" he growled. I nodded. "Are you fucking serious!?" He demanded. I nodded as I felt tears form in my eyes again.

"Michael, I'm so sorry." He told me. "Its not your fault." I said. "But he hurt you." He whispered. I shrugged. "I'm used to it" I sighed quietly.

"Fuck him dude. He can go suck off his dog." He told me. I nodded and looked at him. "Don't cry. You're so pretty Michael, don't cry" he cooed. "I won't." I whispered. He smiled. "I'm so done with him" I added. "Good" he replied.

"I'm gonna go get some of your clothes. You're spending the night here." He said, sliding me onto the bed and leaving the room. I sighed as a fee tears left my eyes.