Ryan is your enemy. You disliked each other for stupid reasons, but you insisted that you hated him.

Unfortunately, the unthinkable happened. You were starring in a new movie. You know, the 50 Shades of Grey, and 365 Days type.

You two were the main characters. You had to kiss and be intimate on screen. Thinking about it made you gag.

A few months later, the shooting of the movie ended. It was titled 'Tell Me a Secret'.

Of course, there was a premiere and and after party.

At that party, you both got drunk. He led you to a room and actually got intimate in real life.

The next morning, you woke up with sunlight hitting your face. You looked to your side, and your eyes widened at who you saw. Ryan.

You looked under the sheets, and you saw you were naked. You head was throbbing, and everything soon came rushing back to you.

You stood up from the bed, trying your best not to wake him up. You put on clothes and left as soon as possible.

Soon, the red carpet was on. You looked absolutely gorgeous, your dress showing your curves. Ryan noticed that, and he couldn't take his eyes off you.

You talked to each other about the other night, and you settled on not talking about it anymore. Though as the event went on, you couldn't take your mind off of it.

A few weeks later, you got your rest. But instead of feeling relaxed, you were nauseous, you felt sick most of the time. And you missed your monthly.

Your mind keeps drifting off to that night.

You wanted to take a pregnancy test, but you kept telling yourself you were just being paranoid.

Curiosity got to you, and you took the test.

To your surprise, it turned out positive. You took three more, not accepting the fact. But all still came back positive.

You screamed out of frustration, pacing around the room, debating what to do with the child.

"Should I talk to him?" You mumbled under your breath, hands shaking as you made your decision.