Halloween rolled around and I was invited to a party at Alex's. Unfortunately, there would be alcohol there, and since I was pregnant, I couldn’t drink. Do you even know what it’s like to be around a bunch of drunk people while you’re the only sober one? Fucking annoying.

Thankfully, when I arrived, the party hadn’t gotten too crazy, so people were still at least only half-drunk. Jack immediately ran up to me when he saw me enter the house. I was dressed as a ladybug, although with my new, erm, weight, I had to get a size large costume.

"Hey, Gus." he smiled.

"Hey Jack." I smiled back.

"Bailey, this is my good friend, August James. August, this is my girlfriend, Bailey Matthews." Jack introduced.

"But I'm not-" Bailey protested.

"You are now, sweet cheeks. Now socialize." Jack told her and walked over to Rian, who was dressed as some sort of weird monster thing, I don’t know.

"I really like your costume!" I told Bailey. She was dressed as Belle from Beauty and the Beast.

"Thank you." she smiled slightly. "So how do you know Jack and Alex?" she asked casually.

"I've been friends with Jack since freshman year and Alex since we were little." I replied.

“Ah.” Bailey said.

“I haven’t seen you around.” I commented.

“Oh, I just moved here from California.” she replied.

“Shit, you must be really cold then.” I laughed.

“Yeah, just a bit.” she smiled. We sat back on the couch and watched the boys and their antics.

--

Somehow, I got sucked into a game of beer pong, me and Bailey against Jack and Alex. This couldn't end well. Sure enough, Alex's ball landed in my cup.

"No, I can't." I whispered nervously.

"You have to." Bailey whispered back.

"Come on, chicken!” Alex yelled, laughing at himself. I rolled my eyes.

“Ugh fine, but after this, Rian’s playing for me.” I replied. I slugged back the red cup of booze and walked off.

--

Sometime later, Alex came staggering over to me and sat down next to me, laying his head in my lap. He positively reeked of several kinds of alcohol.

“Auguuussshhtt.” he slurred.

“What?” I asked.

“I’m drunk!” He giggled, as if that was the funniest thing in the world.

“I know.” I replied.

“Hey August. Hey, hey, hey. Hey, you should just....get an abortion...yknow I don’t fucking wanna be a dad.” he slurred.

“Alex, you’re drunk. We’ll talk about this later.” I told him.

“Mmkay.” he hummed. He lifted up his head and barfed all over my front.

“Ugh.” I groaned, wrinkling my nose.

“Hahah, you smell, Gus!” Alex giggled loudly, making everyone look over.

“Alright we’re going upstairs to get you cleaned up.” I told him. But then I realized I couldn’t do it alone. My first choice was Rian, since he was least likely to get smashed and was bigger than Alex.

“RIAN!” I yelled, as Alex winced and cowered away from me. Rian ran over.

“Yeah?” he asked.

“Help me carry Alex upstairs so I can clean him up.” Rian nodded and draped one of Alex’s arms around his shoulders and I took the other.

We got him upstairs and into his bedroom. I brought a warm washcloth to wipe off his face. Then I tried to take off his shirt, but he just shamelessly grabbed my boobs.

“Alex, no.” I said sternly. He pouted.

“Don’t leave!” Alex whined.

“I need to change.” I told him.

I ended up fishing out one of his old t-shirts and a pair of sweatpants.

“Come sleep with me.” Alex said and I got into bed with him. He flipped me over so he was on top of me and kissed me hard. It took all of my strength to push him off.

“Stop. Go to sleep.” I told him.

“Okay.” he sighed sleepily.

He hugged me tightly to him, which was fine, except he gave off a lot of heat so I ended up in sweats.

--

Monday at school was hell. I’d just begun showing and was a little self-conscious. I’d taken to wearing sweats and Alex’s t-shirts. Even as Alex walked next to me, acting as a challenge to anyone who wanted to fuck with me, people still stared and snickered.

"Hey everybody, look! It's the Dulaney Whore in its natural habitat!" some douche yelled as he passed by my locker.

“Just ignore it.” Alex said, kissing my temple. I sighed. I got my books and Alex and I walked arm in arm to Calculus.

In Calculus, something hit me in the back of the head. It was a piece of paper crumpled up. I turned around and saw Alex.

"Open it". he mouthed and smirked. I did just that.

I'M SORRY

I turned to look at him.

“For what?” I mouthed. He beckoned for the paper and I tossed it to him.

FOR HOW PEOPLE ARE ACTING, he wrote.

IT’S FINE. I DON’T CARE WHAT THEY THINK, I wrote back.

OKAY. I LOVE YOU, he wrote.

LOVE YOU TOO, I wrote back. He looked up at me and smiled.

Notes

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