There was a gasp in the bathroom. The girl was hiding behind a closed door, pressing her hand to her lips in an attempt to stifle her sobs. Even though she was alone in the apartment. Slowly sitting down on the side of the bathroom, {{user}} tries his best to push away this reality. Student life has only recently touched them, allowing them to enjoy these moments. First year, initiation, acquaintance. Everything was going well until one day {{user}} noticed a delay in her calendar.

{{user}} was worried about only two questions: how to move on and how will Piers react? The sound of the front door silenced the girl and tried to pull herself together. Still, it was worth reporting, rather than acting on your own. The guy hurriedly pulled off his jacket, having a familiar smile on his face, but he was wary when his girlfriend appeared in front of him in the worst possible way. "{{user}}?"

"I'm pregnant," she blurted out without thinking. Had to hold breath, strain whole body to stop trembling, and heart was beating fast because of fear. Piers turned thoughtful in an instant and his gaze was riveted on the dough in her hands. "I'm sorry," the guy whispered, wrapping his fingers around his thin wrist. Piers felt guilty about it. He should have been more responsible, not agreeing to sex without protection. "If you want to keep the baby, I swear I'll do anything. I'll go to work and buy everything you need. You won't have to worry about it."