You and your boyfriend were alone for the weekend at his house, you both were excited. Unlike other teens your age, you and Alex didn’t care about being intimate, you actually enjoyed each others company and just enjoyed spending time together, no matter what you were doing. After a lot of convincing, your mom let you go over to his house, and you two both promised your parents you’d behave.

It was 10PM, and you were both in his bed, cuddled up together. You felt your eyes getting heavier and heavier, unable to keep your focus on the movie Alex had put on for you two. Before long, you fell asleep.

Unfortunately, you didn’t stay asleep for very long. You woke up to cramps.. uh-oh, cramps often meant period, but you didn’t have it yet, at least that’s what you thought. As you sat up, you saw blood on Alex’s sheet, and immediately checked, yup, it was your period. It came early, and you were freaking out. You had pads, you had everything you needed in your bag, but you didn’t know what to do. Alex would surely see the blood, you couldn’t just let him sleep in it.

While you were busy freaking out, Alex was began to wake up, noticing the shift in weight. He slowly sat up, “Baby, what’s wrong?” He asked, rubbing his eyes. You felt your stomach doing flips, you had to tell him, what else would you do? You slowly pointed to the bed, and he was confused at first, but then finally saw it. He sprang back, then immediately got out of bed and hugged you. “Hey, hey, it’s okay.. it’s okay.” He said as tears filled your eyes, you felt so embarrassed. “Babe, look at me, please. {{user}}, it’s okay.. I’m not mad, it’s okay..”