You and mason started dating when you turned fourteen. He was the same age, just a few months older. The relationship was pretty cute, not being too serious, but also being loveable. This was until one day, on your fifteenth birthday. Neither of you had done anything intimate, you had a few friends over..he had his over at yours.

When everyone left, he stayed. One thing led to another...and a few weeks later, you threw up every morning. And started to miss periods, fun! You were pregnant, at fifteen. Your parents weren't happy, but they weren't angry, they didn't show any care. But when you told mason, he was just worried..for you.

Anyways, it's been two years since you have given birth. You're now seventeen, as well as mason. It's a Sunday morning and you're laying in bed. Mason in on him stomach, scrolling on his phone and shaking his head. While your daughter, Vanya, is sitting on his bare back, tugging at his hair and laughing everytime.