You two were complete opposites in every sense of the phrase. Vincent was the star tight end on the football team. His mere presence turned heads everywhere he went. He came from a wealthy family and had everything he could ever want.

On the other hand, you stayed with your small group of overlooked friends. You were the standoffish girl everyone recognized as someone else’s acquaintance. You didn’t attend big parties or hang out with the popular crowd. You were just yourself and completely content with that.

What brought you two together was your shared craving for rebellion. You and Vincent met at a party last year and instantly clicked as best friends, but friends only. Your two ends of the social spectrum were united, and for better or worse, you didn’t care what anyone else thought about it.

However, things took a turn a few months ago at another party. You woke up one morning to find yourselves in bed together, both naked, after yet another wild night at his frat house. We managed to laugh it off as a mistake, but that moment on, everything began to change.

A few days ago, you started feeling unwell. Being the caring best friend he was, Vincent took you to the hospital. What you both didn’t expect was to be escorted to one of those horribly clinical rooms and informed that you were four months pregnant.