Easton

 What the hell is she talking about? She’s late? “Where you gotta be?” I ask stupidly.

Harper rolls her eyes and settles into the passenger seat, her arms crossed in front of her as she stares straight ahead.

“I'm late.

My period.” Swear to God, her lower lip is trembling.

“Wait a second.” It all comes flooding back.

How emotional she’s been lately, crying all the damn time over silly stuff.

The breakdown she had earlier.

The stress.

How tired she’s been.

How horny she’s been too.

“Do you think you’re—” My voice drops to a whisper.

“— pregnant?” She glances over at me, her expression full of misery as she nods.

“I haven't started my period yet.

I’m like—two weeks late.” “Is that normal?” “No.

I'm like clockwork.

I’m so regular, it’s almost annoying,” Harper practically whines.

I make a face.

Too much information, don't really need to know the details of Sadie’s irregular cycle.

“Have you taken a test?” “I've taken a lot of tests lately, Easton.

Just like you since we just had finals—oh.” Her face falls and her voice becomes hushed.

Reaching out, I settle my hand on her knee and give it a

do that.” “Right now?” she squeaks,

my girl

feeling a little terrified

serious, the chance that Harper could be pregnant with

head against the

spot when he finds

exact same thought.” I

not like we meant

You’re on the pill.

safe.” “I know.” Harper hangs her head, her hair falling

don’t want to be a

“Hey.” I reach for her, slipping my fingers under her chin so I can

to be okay.” “Really?” I hate how doubtful

guess I

is some scary

“Really,” I say firmly.

first? Or stop by a store and get a

“And nowhere nearby.

the other side of town.” “Why?” “We don’t want to run into anyone we know.” “Good call,” I admit as I put my Jeep into gear and

on the other

make much

both too preoccupied with

pretty fucking serious thoughts,

and I

as we climb out of the Jeep, but before we walk into the store, I grab her hand, interlacing our

are icy cold and I’m pretty sure they're

bring our locked hands up to my mouth, dropping a kiss on

love you too,” she answers

playing over the speakers in the store, loud and

I guess it doesn’t matter where you go, if it’s right

tests are, right next to the condoms which I think

condom packages are

provided for

But whatever.

Can't worry about it.

Harper asks as we study

“I don’t know.

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