*Jack*
I lay in bed patiently waiting for Megan to call me after she talks to her parents. After what we've been through, I would like to think her parents will be supportive of what has come upon us. After a few minutes, my phone rings. I look down, and it's Megan, just like I wanted it to be.
"Hey babe. What'd they say?" I automatically ask as I answer the phone. Immediately, I hear her sniffling.
"They're kicking me out." She says before bursting into tears.
"What?! Why?!" I yell in shock.
"I don't know, I told them what's going on and they yelled at me back and forth and then they told me that they can't help me out and that if I'm going to raise the baby that I can't live here!" She explains to me through her tears. "So, right now I'm packing up my stuff so I can get the fuck out of here as soon as possible."
"Oh my God. Babe, do you need me to come get you?" I ask her loudly.
"I don't know. I don't even know where I'm going to live right now." She sniffles.
"My parents won't mind if you stay here babe. You know what, pack your stuff and relax. I'll be there in 10 minutes." I tell her.
"Ok..See you then." She answers as we hang up. I quickly throw on jeans and run downstairs.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?" My mom asks noticing me run down the stairs, throwing my shoes on as quick as I can.
"I have to go get Megan, her parents kicked her out." I repsond.
"Oh my God, why?" She asks shocked.
"It's a long story, we can explain when we get back. Please tell me she can stay here."
"Of course she can." She says. "Go get her and we'll talk later." I run out of the house and hop into my car, driving to Megan's as fast as I can. I pull up to her house and hop out of the car and run up to the front door. I ring the doorbell and seconds later, Megan is at the door. She lets me in and directs me to her room. As soon as we walk into her room and she shuts the door, she hugs me and bursts into tears.
"I thought they'd be supportive." She cries. "I don't know what I did wrong."
"You didn't do anything, baby." I answer as she lets go of the hug finishing up her packing in which I decide to help her out. "My parents said you can live with us."
"Are you sure?" She asks me.
"Of course. They are very supportive." I answer wiping her tears away. "They want to be here for you through all of it."
"That's good at least." She murmurs. "I guess it'll be nice to live there." That's when I start to get images of us together at my house, enjoying ourselves together every single day. I have never been more excited for anything in the world.
After we finish packing up her stuff, we go out and throw it all into my car, I help her into the passenger seat and we drive towards my house. It wasn't long before we were there, and I was helping Megan take her things up to my room.