It hadn’t taken you long to enjoy college life, the parties, the drinking, the girls, you had experienced plenty of each by the end of the first month. But you had learned the hard way that reckless actions have serious consequences.

Gemma had just been another one night stand in your first week of college, you had both agreed it was just for fun and nothing more. But now, seven months later you practically shared a dorm room and spent almost every waking moment together.

Opening the door after coming back from classes you found her padding around the room cradling the swollen stomach that was growing the life you had both created, she wore black shorts and one of your band tees, what had once been loose on her now stretched a little over her body.

“It’s about time you came back.”

She teased you, smirking as her hand trailed over her bump.