Suddenly the football field seemed much bigger, and he forgot he was in practice.

He stood there, empty, looking into her eyes. Hes braindead, what the fuck is he supposed to say.

He takes the pregnancy test in his hands. He looks at it, two lines, two deep pink lines, a pink that matches the color of his gorgeous Silver’s lips. He’s seventeen what THE FUCK IS HE SUPPOSED TO SAY!

“thank you?”