Unexpected: 11

I shot my eyes open, looking at the dark, orange toned, brown walls. I furrowed my eyebrows, closing my eyes and rubbing them, confused as to what had happened. I looked down at my side, seeing Ashley lying next to me with his shirt off. I sighed, putting a shirt of his on and letting it hang loosely around my body, walking into my bathroom and looking in the trashcan.

"What the hell?" I asked myself. "What's going on?" I rummaged through the toilet paper, trying to find that pregnancy test to see if I was pregnant or not. I shook my head with no avail of finding it. I was confused and terrified.

"Laurynn, where are you?" Ashley sounded panicked, like I'd been dead and he hadn't
noticed for the longest time. He stumbled out of bed, ruffling through the worn clothes on the ground and slipping on a pair of boxers.

"I'm in here, honey," I said, stepping back a couple steps so he would see where I was. He looked in the bathroom, walking in there and putting his hands on my shoulders, kissing them lightly and moaning at my touch.

"What's wrong?" he asked, turning me around and seeing my panic stricken face. He became panicked as well, searching through my pale, ocean blue eyes to see a sliver of joy. He dropped his jaw agape, finding that there wasn't any joy.

"I had a dream, I had more than one dream," I started. "I'm so confused Ashley." He shook his head, calming me down a bit with a kiss.

"Just tell me what happened in these dreams." I nodded.

"Well, Ian, my childhood friend, he and I reconnected over Skype and I went to his house, hanging out with him and getting a little drunk." Ashley shook his head.

"That was real," he said. I furrowed my eyebrows, shrugging and then shaking my head.

"Okay, then there was only one dream. I dreamt that you and I thought I was pregnant and I had to take a pregnancy test," I said. "I don't know what it read, and I probably don't want to know." He kissed me lightly on the lips, resting his hands on my hips and letting me snake my arms around his neck.

"I love you, Laurynn," he said. "I know that you aren't pregnant, because I'm always protected when we're having sex. Plus, you haven't been moody all the time lately." I smiled, kissing him once more.

"And I haven't had a missed period," I said, stating a fact. He nodded, smiling and turning out the bathroom light, leading me into the bedroom part of my room and lying me down on the bed, covering me up and looking at the time.

"It's seven in the morning," he said, looking at me with wonderment in his eyes. "Why where you up looking for an imaginary pregnancy test?" I smirked, rolling over on my side and closing my eyes.

"I was scared."


I woke up with the smell of warm, pancakes and cinnamon rolls lingering up to my bedroom. Ashley was nowhere to be found and I figured he was the one making the food. I sighed, turning over and looking at the clock. It read eleven AM. I got up from my bed, walking to my bathroom and jumping in the shower, quickly making myself presentable.

I wrapped myself in a towel, grabbing a pair of metallic, skinny jeans and slipping them on with an off-the-shoulder top that had a face with its tongue sticking out. I smiled, grabbing four rubber wrist bands that said Hello Kitty, The Devil Wears Prada, and Avenged Sevenfold, and one that said Awesome on it. I smiled once more, grabbing eyeliner, and mascara and applying them
on to my eyes, grabbing my gray nail polish and smoothly painting on the gray liquid. I waited for my nails to dry until I went downstairs for breakfast and to kiss Ashley a good morning.

He smiled as I stepped down the stairs carefully, running towards me and kissing me softly. "Breakfast is ready honey," he said, leading me to the kitchen where smiles started to flood my vision. I furrowed my eyebrows at each and every one of them, confused as to what was making them so happy.

"You guys weird me out," I said, smiling and sitting down at my seat, digging into my pancakes and taking a drink out of a glass of orange juice. I sighed, finishing my breakfast and walking towards the staircase, running up it and grabbing my gray Cuff boots and running back downstairs, grabbing my keys off of the key hook and kissing Ashley goodbye.

I looked towards Olivia and Autumn, nodding towards them. "Want to come with me? I'm going shopping," I said, looking towards Autumn. She shook her head, rubbing Andy's back.

"I'm going to stay here with Andy," she said. I nodded, looking towards Olivia who was getting up from Jake's lap and grabbing her shoes.

"I'll meet you in the car," she said. I smiled and nodded, bidding my goodbye to everyone and walking out to my car. I stuck the keys into the ignition, turning them and listening to the car roar to life. I waited for Olivia, watching her and Jake walk out of the house, kissing each other goodbye and him watching Olivia escape towards my car. She smiled as she slipped into the car, blasting the music on my radio.

I sighed, turning it down and backing out of the driveway, looking over at her and seeing her confused, big, brown eyes looking towards me. "Why?" she asked. I smiled and shook my head.

"I want to catch up with you," I said, since it felt like I only lived in my dreams now. "You know, I haven't seen you lately." She shrugged.

"I grew up," she said. "I have a boyfriend and a real life now." I sighed and shook my head, laughing.

"You're fourteen years old, you don't have a real life," I said, poking her nose. She giggled.

"I know, I was joking," she said. I smiled.

"Now come on," I said. "Spill everything."

"Well, he and I finally did it last night," she said, her voice shaking. My eyes widened.

"Olivia Pitts!" I exclaimed, using her fake last name. "Why in the f*****g world did you have sex with a f*****g twenty four year old?" She looked at me, scared. I shook my head. "I'm going to hell for this, but good job." I smirked, looking at her and laughing.

"Wow, Laurynn," she said. "If you were actually ever my mom, you'd fail at being one." I nodded.

"I know, that's why I'm not one," I said, widening my eyes at the thought.

"Oh, remember Tom Kaulitz?" Olivia asked. I looked at her, widening my eyes.

"Yeah, I remember him, why?" Tom and I had the worst past with each other. I've known him for a long time; he was like my brother, but like a boyfriend that went off and on. After my parents had died, he became meaner and abused me. He said he loved me, and didn't want me to
leave. He wanted me to stay with him. He tracked me down with every little move I went and with every different house I was at. He was unhealthy and obsessed with me.

"Well, he's coming down here for a couple months," she said. "You know, just to hang out, unwind from the fame, and catch up." I shook my head.

"I will not be here when he is here," I said. She shrugged.

"Where the hell would you go then?" she exclaimed, looking out the window.

"Hotel, motel, or a friend's house. I know for sure I am not staying in the same f*****g home as him, let alone do I want to stay in the same town as him." She sighed.

"He won't bother you, Laurynn. He's changed, I promise you," she said. I sighed, thinking about it.

"Okay, but if he makes one slip up, I'm leaving until he leaves."