Unconditional (Sequel to Senior Year - jb)

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I cuddled up next to my girlfriend, trying to forget this weird night. I wasn't really sure if the woman on the balcony was just me halluscinating but then again, I never halluscinated from weed. I had never seen her before and she made it kind of clear that she's been listening to me and Ava for a couple of months now. Weird. And scary to be honest.

Ava was still asleep as I stroke her silky hair. Her whole body was tired and I could sense that even from a hundred mile distance. I pushed the pouchy duveet aside a little bit to see Ava's baby bump. It felt so surreal as I placed my large hand on it, the warmness glowing from her made me calmer instantly. I lifted her t-shirt just a tad to feel her soft bare skin against my hand.

Her bump was still small but it was visible. I couldn't shake the thought away about how happy I actually was for us. Yes, no one really supported her pregnancy. Yes, she was very under the wheather almost all the time. But still. I loved our baby so much already and I couldn't wait for us to finally hold him or her in our arms.

Ava winced out of nowhere and her eyes shot open.

"What are you doing?" she sat up quickly, not even looking at me.

Maybe she was asleep still.

"Baby, it's me. You can go back to sleep." I whispered, stroking her arm with my fingers.

"Did- Did they take it?" her voice whimpered and she wrapped her arms around her torso.

I sat up and pushed her hair out of her face.

"Take what, Ava?"

"My baby."

She sounded like she was about to start crying again but I had to stop this.

"No, everything's fine. I'm here." I turned her face to look at me.

Her dark brown eyes were teary and puffy. Her lower lip was trembling as she looked at me.

"I'm here." I repeated and slowly kissed her lips.

"Are you?" she taunted.

And that felt like a pang to my heart. But now, I decided to ignore it. I knew I was a shitty boyfriend but at least I was trying my hardest to make her happy.

I kissed her again but more slowly this time and to my relief she kissed me back.

"I love you." I whispered against her lips.

"You do?" she asked me, her voice barely a whisper.

"Of course I do, baby girl." I replied, astounded that she even questioned me.

"I'm really tired, Justin." she told me, sighing.

I backed away from her a little to see her clearly.

"Let's go back to sleep then."

But she just sighed, again, and then nodded. I helped her get to a comfortable position before I got from the bed and undressed myself from my jeans and my hoodie. I made sure my ziplock bag of weed didn't fall out of my pocket as I tossed my clothes on an armchair. I climbed back to the bed and under the duveet's. Ava was facing me as she laid on her side so I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.

"I'm just tired of everything." I heard her whisper but I wished I didn't.

I was starting to get scared she was going to slip into a deep depression. And it was all my fault.

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"Mom?" I spoke up as I held my phone against my ear.

"My darling, hi!" my moms bright voice rang in my ears.

She was always so happy and uplifting. Maybe she could forward that to Ava. Actually that was why I called mom in the first place. Ever since I moved to New York after my recovery from my overdosing, me and mom have been on better terms. She called me often just to check on me and I did the same to her.

"Everything okay there?" she asked me, not knowing about anything.

She knew Ava was pregnant and she knew about me cheating her. Infact she threatened to whoop my ass for doing that to Ava.

"Uhh, sure. But mom, I really need you to come over for a couple of weeks or more."

It wasn't like I didn't want to spend time with Ava. Of course I wanted to be with her as much as possible but I had work to do. A lot of work to do. Almost every music project I had going on was late and I didn't want to get fired from the label. I needed someone to take care of Ava when I couldn't and keep her company. Maybe take her to the zoo which she absolutely loved.

I felt bad that I couldn't do that but maybe she needed a break from me too.

"Something's wrong, I know it. Is Ava okay?" mom sighed, sounding disappointed.

I felt like she was disappointed in me. All the heartbreak that I had caused to Ava was still present. Mom never wanted her son to be like this.

"She's actually... not so okay, mentally." talking quietly, I peaked from the door crack to see Ava in my kitchen, making herself a smoothie.

"Oh no, why?" mom gasped.

"Her family didn't really accept her pregnancy... and other stuff. Can you make it here tomorrow?" I closed the door of my home studio and went back to sit on my comfy office chair.

"Uhm, I'll try. Take her out or something. Go to a restaurant, anything to take her mind off of everything going on."

"I will, thanks mom. Bye." and I hung up after she said 'bye' too.

Yeah, I'm going to take her out. It's been a while since the last time I took her out on a date. Maybe a fancy night in a restaurant would make her feel better.

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here you go, a little shorter

this story's gonna be so long and i actually thought of making this story into a trilogy

1. Senior Year

2. Unconditional

3. ???

we'll see about that...

I HAVE SO MUCH IDEAS ALREADY

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