Hey there!
This is my first try at a Bechloe multi-chapter. It's been plaguing my mind for quite some time and stopped me from continuing my other stories. I had to get it out of my head before I could continue with anything else.

I don't own anything except the mistakes (my first language isn't English).

I know, everyone requests a review. But I want you to tell me if you're interested in the story at all or if I should put it on hiatus right here.

If you want me to continue it, further chapters may take some time because I'm busy with finales right now. But I should have all the time in the world afterwards.

Oh, and this part is important:
1. This story contains cheating at the start, if you don't like it, you should stop right here.
2. One of the main characters is intersex. Meaning she is a girl but has male genitals. It's further described inside the story.
3. There will be a 'smut' scene later on, if you don't want to read it, I put these 'X'above and beneath it, so you can just skip the part and continue reading.

So, without further ado, I hope you enjoy it! :)

I never thought I would be one of those girls. How could this happen?

We won the ICCA's three times, gaining fame and everything we ever wished for as an acapella group. We are one big family, trusting each other without hesitation, always covering each other's backs.

I got the guy, everything finally fell into place and it seemed like I still could go to L.A. after finishing university. Everything was fine, everything was good.. Until that one fateful birthday party. It wouldn't have mattered if it was anybody else, but it had to be the freaking president of the united states. The show went well, we were all in tune, and then Amy's big solo came.. Every time we rehearsed it, nothing went wrong. Not one tiny, single problem occurred. Never.
I think I won't be able to forget that "rip" sound. It was the end of our performance and our perfect little bubble. But nothing prepared me for the things that awaited me a little later. Trust me, nothing.

We were devastated, hoping that the little accident wouldn't have too dire consequences. When we were called to the principals office, I still thought that nothing bad would happen. Maybe we would get a lecture about being more careful, ruining such an important moment for ourselves. But when they told us we weren't allowed to compete anymore, I felt a few of my friends' worlds shatter. Especially Chloes.

Chloe Beale, the one who fell through Russian literature three times to stay a Bella. She always called us her family. I don't think I know anyone with a heart as big as hers. Sure, there's my boyfriend Jesse and he's definitely one of the nicest guys out there, but Chloe Beale was able to light a whole room up when she walked in. She simply smiled and everyone was putty at her feet. The probably sweetest thing about her is the fact that she's completely oblivious about these things.
I swear I heard her heart crack when Gail and John told us about our fate. Her sweet, innocent, oblivious heart. I would have reached out to her, trying to spend some kind of comfort, but I was shell-shocked myself. I prepared myself for all kinds of punishments, but never ever thought that something like this would happen.

When Chloe said something about winning the world championship of acapella and being allowed back in, I wasn't able to wrap my head around the idea for a few seconds, before realization dawned on me. If we won this world-thing, Chloe would be able to continue being a Bella, meaning that her dream could live on.

The rest of the conversation was kind of a blur, we tried to convince them that we were able to win the world championship. I have to admit that it irritated me when they started laughing. I mean, we were desperate at this point, and they just threw a whole freaking package of salt into our wounds.
Not even I was that evil.

When we left the office, we swore that we would do anything we had to gain back our status. I was so confused, nothing made sense. And when my hopefully future boss called to actually confirm that I could start an internship, my head was a mess. I think I even said some really stupid things..

The Bellas met again later that night, trying to come up with a battle plan against some European group that replaced us. I don't think I have to mention that a lot of alcohol disappeared, but when my world started to get blurry and we continued doing shots, I felt myself get carried away, completely letting loose.

A patch of red hair stumbled into my side, arms clumsily crossing around my shoulders. I nearly lost my footing with the force of Chloes body slamming into me.

"Becs! I've been lookin for 'ya!"

Her speech was horribly slurred, but the little part of my brain that was still reasonable told me that I probably wasn't doing any better. A grin spread across my face as I returned Chloes hug, burying my nose into her neck. Her fruity smell engulfed me and I closed my eyes. I felt an odd sensation for a second, forgetting about it as fast as it appeared.

"I'm still so glad I met 'ya."

My arms tightened around the redheads waist, pulling her a little closer. "Me too Chlo, me too.."

She pulled back, holding my shoulders while studying me. Her brows furrowed, lips scrunched together, eyes squinted. Her face drew near, Chloe looked into my eyes intensely, her mouth opened to say something. A soft and slightly wet sensation met my lips clumsily and with a little bit too much force. My eyes widened the moment Chloes did the same. What the hell just happened?! We pulled apart immediately, seeing Amy stumbling away.

"Sorry ginger, didn't see you there!"

My eyes met Chloes crystal blue ones before my gaze wandered down to the strange hammering sensation within my chest. Something soft and warm grazed my jaw before my chin was lifted up, Chloes index finger and thumb holding my head in place. Her eyes are filled with something I've never seen before, her cheeks slightly flushed. I feel her thumb stroking my lower lip before her eyes followed the motion, darting between her finger and my eyes. I can see her swallow before her tongue shot out, wetting her own lips. Is she leaning closer?

"I'm sorry, but I can't.."

That was the last thing my brain registered before Chloes lips met mine again. Her eyes are closed, her warm, soft lips slowly moving against my unresponsive ones. Her smell engulfed me once more before my brain shut down, I could feel her hot skin against my right palm as I lifted it, cupping her cheek gently. My lips are moving on their own accord. Chloe must have felt my response, because I could feel my back hitting the wall, her fingers leaving my chin, wandering around my neck. Her nails dug into my scalp the moment her body pressed up against mine. I can feel her other hand, playing with the hem of my shirt before it slipped slightly underneath, grabbing my waist. Wrong! Stop! I can't.. It feels so good, my whole body is screaming for more. I can feel some kind of bulge pressing into my lower stomach. Chloes appendage..

I should explain that Chloe isn't normal. Okay, maybe that sounded a little harsh, but what I'm trying to say is that the redhead was born intersex. Meaning that she's a female but has male genitals. It often occurs that the parents decide at birth which sex their child should be. But Chloe once told me that it's not always working out the way it should and could complicate the person's life. Her parents always thought it would be best to let her choose who she wanted to be on her own, therefore never changed anything. Chloe said she's very thankful about it, because she probably wouldn't be happy otherwise. Not being able to decide who you want to be is a humiliation of human rights and something like that shouldn't be decided by anyone else than the affected person themselves. I can understand where she's coming from. It's just not fair to tell someone who they want to or should be. Being yourself is great, you don't have to squeeze yourself into the perfect role model, or the nice person someone wants you to be. Maybe you are a little sarcastic, sassy, rebellious, direct, special or the exact opposite. So what? If you're happy the way you are, you shouldn't change at all. Not for someone else and even less for someone who claims to love you. I mean, if they love you, they wouldn't want to change you, right? Chloe was raised like any other kid, maybe even better. Her parents always told her how important it is to never judge someone, everyone has a reason to be who they are. I think that attitude is one of the reasons we became friends. She never saw me as the sarcastic and moody alt-girl, she always wanted to know me. What's your favorite ice-cream? or why do you like to make music? These questions always showed me that she really cared, that she really wanted to be my friend. And here we are, three years later, being best friends. Who are still kissing each other..

A squeal from behind the redhead is breaking us apart. We are both panting, Chloe is studying my face uneasily before I can feel a small smile making its way onto my lips. She is mirroring the action instantly and I look behind her for a second, trying to make out what disturbed us.

Stacie is grinning stupidly, damn she must have seen us.. A few wolf-whistles can be heard. What's going on?! Stacie is staring at someone standing between her and Chloe. Is that Amy? The blonde sat on the floor, pale as a sheet and eyes wide.

"You really thought she wouldn't do it? We are talking about Stacie freaking Conrad!" Cynthia Rose looked amused, her arms were crossed and she shook her head for a second. "A kiss dare is nothing for our miss sexual-nature here."

The tall brunette smirked before she stepped forward, making the Australian flinch. "Sorry Amy, you're not my type. But we can remain friends?" She offered one perfectly manicured hand to help the fallen girl up again.

The blonde blinked for a few seconds before the color returned to her face and she grabbed the offered hand. "I just thought about how to let you down without being too rude. I have such a tight schedule with all of my boyfriends already.. Besides, I really like you as a person Stacie, but female just isn't my type." They looked into each others eyes for a moment before shaking their hands one time, breaking into laughter afterwards.

"We are a strange bunch, huh?"

My head shot left, focusing on the still smiling girl standing in front of me. "Yeah, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

A finger caressed my jaw lightly and Chloes gaze softened before it became unreadable. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you like that."

She seemed more sober now, and I felt less intoxicated myself. "It's alright, I could've stopped you. You are a good kisser, by the way." I winked at her, trying to ease the tension out of her body.

"I am?"

Her face brightened instantly and she leaned forward again, kissing my cheek before whispering a small "thank you." into my ear. Something warm slipped around my waist and caressed my side slightly before it disappeared. My eyes fell down to see what was happening and I saw my shirt falling back down and Chloes hand retreating. It must have still been holding my waist and I didn't even realize it. I met the redheads gaze again, it looked like she wanted to tell me something, but didn't know how to start or bring it up. I was about to ask what's bothering her when another set of wolf-whistles and laughter swallowed my question. Chloe grinned sheepishly and turned her head around, seeing what the rest was up to now.

I know I should've followed her example, but the moment she turned away, my eyes fell upon her neck and the few strands of hair playing around it. My hand started twitching and I had to refrain myself from striking it out. Her skin looked so soft.. My eyes wandered further up, following her jaw and the outline of her face. Did I ever mention that Chloe Beale was the closest thing to perfection wandering this earth? Her lips twitched slightly, forming into a smile. Now that I've had a taste of them, they had a whole different affect on me. I didn't know what I was doing when I turned her head back around, still staring at her lips. It all happened unconsciously, I would never hurt Jesse intentionally, I swear. But the moment her confused, crystal blue eyes met mine again, my heart skipped a beat and the only thing leaving my mouth were three words.

"Do it again."

She looked even more confused before her eyes darted to my lips for the shortest of moments. Is that a question? I was so out of it, the only thing that mattered right now was the girl in front of me and how much I wanted her to kiss me again. I nodded my head lightly, signaling that I wanted it and that I was serious. Her eyes darted up and down a few more times before her hands grabbed my face and her lips met mine for the third time. It didn't take long for me to respond, I asked for it, after all. My hands grabbed the fabric of her shirt and I pulled her closer, trying to leave next to nothing between us. I felt her tongue against my lower lip, it was brief and shy, kind of cute. My lips parted and the first time our tongues met, a shiver ran down my body. Goosebumps erupted all over my skin. I wouldn't have been surprised if a soft moan left my mouth.. Kissing Chloe was unfamiliar and amazing at once. It didn't feel like a fight of dominance, it was a dance. I would've called it a lovers dance, but I knew better. We aren't lovers, we are best friends. I should stop this, I should feel guilty, we shouldn't be doing this.. But my mind was blank. No, that's wrong.. There were stars, twists, fireworks and Chloe. Most of all, there was Chloe. My right hand left her shirt and wandered up her torso, stroking the soft skin of her neck for a second before I dug it into her hair, careful to not hurt her. I pulled her down a little more while standing on my tiptoes, removing the last bit of distance between us.

We had to pull apart when the need for air won out and the short intakes of breath in between weren't enough anymore. Her eyes were glazed over, darker than usual. The skin across her cheeks was flushed and her hair slightly ruffled, I must have pulled a little harder than I intended to, but she hadn't complained about it. She was more beautiful than ever and at the moment, she was all mine.

"Let's get out of here?"

Her voice was like silk, so soft.. I wanted to kiss her again. I wanted more, more of her. The others were still playing some stupid game, not noticing us at all. My hand found hers and I pulled slightly, dragging her with me. I threw a look over my shoulder and saw her stumbling, she seemed unable to cope with the situation. Is it not enough to pull her towards the stairs where our rooms are? Does she really need an actual answer? "I would be more than happy if we could get out of here.." I turned my head away while saying it, being too embarrassed to admit it to her face.

I felt arms around my middle for a second. "Gladly."

She let go of me, grabbing my hand once more and squeezing it lightly. My neck was peppered with gentle kisses while we walked up the stairs. As soon as we reached the top, she passed me and started walking backwards, grabbing my other hand too. An excited smile played along her lips when she pulled me forward again, towards her room. We shared a few short kisses before we reached her door and she opened it, leading me into the room. The distance between us was too much, I felt myself growing impatient. The need has already been replaced by craving. My hand snuck around her back and locked the door.

Her hands grasped my waist once more, pushing me backwards carefully. The moment my legs met her mattress, she lowered me down before climbing on top of me. Her eyes traveled down my body slowly, taking every inch of me in. I don't know how much time passed, but when she continued to just stare at me, I started to feel uncomfortable.

"Chlo?.."

Her head shot up and her eyes met mine again, the beautiful crystal color still darker than usually.

"I'm sorry Becs, you're just so beautiful.."

My cheeks grew hot and I turned my head away, too embarrassed to look into the redheads eyes.

"Please.." her fingers turned my head back softly "don't look away. I mean it, you are gorgeous."

She kissed me again. This time it was soft and caring, she wandered across my face. Her lips grazed my forehead, wandered to my cheek, across my nose before she continued down to my jaw, kissing the space between my throat and head before she returned upwards, placing soft kisses on the corner of my mouth. She locked eyes with me before her lips met mine again. It was so gentle..

It grew more frantic after a few minutes, the need to be as close as possible kicked back in. Chloe grabbed the hem of my shirt and tucked lightly, meeting my eyes to ask for permission. I lifted my arms and that was all she needed to know.

XxXxXxXxXxX

We lost our clothes like that one after another, until there was only our underwear left. I could feel Chloe against me more prominent now, it was unfamiliar but not unwelcome. The redhead began to slide my bra down slowly, kissing every inch of new discovered skin. When she snaked her arm around my back to open the clasp with one hand, I have to admit that I was impressed. But all thoughts were forgotten the moment her mouth nipped my now bare chest for the first time. It was indescribable,her tongue circled around my hardened nipple and my hips jerked up. One of my hands disappeared within Chloes hair, pulling her closer. She continued her ministrations for a while, changing sides every now and then.

I thought it was unfair, she made me feel all those things and I couldn't even see her completely naked. Sure, I still wore panties myself, but I thought it would be nice to even the score. My hands fumbled around the clasp of her bra for a while, because the redhead didn't stop to let me undress her further. When I felt the cloth snap open beneath my fingers, Chloe bit down slightly, causing me to forget about the little victory feeling and arch into her, losing a soft moan.

"Chloe.."

She looked up and smiled. Goodness, she was so beautiful.. Her hands met the mattress beside my head and she leaned down again, kissing me hungrily. I let my hands wander around her back, pulling her down further. One of her legs slipped in between mine, causing them to open slightly. Her left hand disappeared and I felt it a second later, caressing the underside of my breast before it wandered down further. Her short nails grazed my heated skin, touching the outline of my panty a few times. I felt the wetness between my legs, my hips jerked up every time she found an extra sensitive spot of skin. I clung to her desperately, my arms wrapped around her shoulders. Chloes head was buried within the crock of my neck, my embrace keeping her there. She kissed every inch of skin she could reach while continuing her slow and tortures patterns. My breath came in pants, leaving a moan every few minutes. I know that my underwear was soaked, and by the way Chloes hips jerked down a few times, hers probably too. I couldn't bear it any longer, I needed to feel her.

"Please.."

Her hand stopped, she kissed my neck one last time before carefully slipping out of my arms. I stared up at her, my chest rising and falling in fast intervals. She leaned down and kissed me again, it was soft and brief. Her fingers stroked my left cheek before she slipped further down, grasping the waistband of my panties. With one final kiss to my stomach, Chloe pulled down the fabric. My skin erupted in Goosebumps when the slightly colder air hit the now freshly exposed skin. Chloe came back into view and kissed me again, stroking one of my hip-bones. I wrapped my arms underneath hers and pulled her down, kissing her right shoulder while letting my right hand wander down to tuck at her own underwear. The redhead got the hint and sat back up, exposing of the last piece of clothes between us quickly.

Now there was nothing left but us. I saw her naked before a few times, but seeing her now was totally different. She looked so much more beautiful, even more so than normally. I held one hand out to her and she took it, letting me pull her down against me again. I don't know how big or long a penis should be, but I think Chloes would be considered normal. It wasn't too long or too big. In my opinion, it was just right.

I wrapped my legs around her waist hesitantly, awaiting the unfamiliar feeling of her bare skin against mine. She was so patient, assuring that I was comfortable. When we met for the first time, a throaty moan left me and I heard Chloe groan. Our hips bucked together lightly, causing even more friction. I never felt anything like this before, I just had to feel more of it. Our eyes met again and now it was me who leaned up and kissed her. Our tongues started dancing and she guided my head down against the soft pillow. My hips started a life of their own when they began a light rhythm, jerking into the redhead every few seconds. Our kisses swallowed a lot of moans. I wanted her to continue, to take the last step.

"Do it."

Chloe pulled away slightly, our hips stopping. Sweat glistened over her skin and her breath came in short gasps, just like mine.

"Are you sure?"

She looked so unsure of herself, so careful. She really didn't want to do anything I wouldn't want or regret later on. I lifted my hand to stroke her cheek, slightly smiling at her.

"More than anything."

She stared at me for a few more seconds and leaned down to kiss me one last time before we took the next step. She sat back up a little to guide herself better into me, carefully opening my legs with her hands a little further.

"Umm.. Chloe?"

She looked up again, waiting for me to continue. Her movements stilled, she probably thought I didn't want to do it anymore.

"Yeah?"

"You.. You're going to be my, you know.. first?"

She looked a little bit shocked, but caught herself again before smiling brightly, taking my hand and kissing it.

"I'm honored."

I nodded and returned her smile shyly, signing for her to continue. She was even more careful now, pulling herself through my sex a few times, making me buck my hips and moan again. After she covered herself with my fluids, I felt the tip of her member against me. She waited until our eyes met again.

"This is probably going to hurt, but it gets better after the first few times. I'll try and make it as comfortable as possible."

"I know you will."

She smiled before she pushed into me. It felt like she filled me out completely, the first few seconds didn't hurt and I wondered if it's probably not going to hurting at all, when she hit something, sending a short wave of pain through me. Chloe stopped and watched me carefully, she told me that the part where it's hurting was about to start. I gave her a short nod and she pulled back a little. The moment she leaned down to kiss me and our lips met, she pushed back in, swallowing the surprised and painful yelp I uttered with her mouth. I felt her hips connect with mine and she stilled every movement. Giving me time to get over the pain and adjust to the feeling. She pecked my lips a few times while we waited for me to be ready, whispering sweet nothings into my ear and caressing my face with one of her hands. My own hands wandered across her back, trying to tell her that I'm okay, that it's alright to continue. Her eyes met mine again before she kissed me softly once more, watching me carefully when she retreated a little and pulled out slightly.

The first few times she moved it still hurt and I had to restrain myself from flinching. But at some point, the pain was mixed with something new. The sensation was completely foreign and when she slowly pushed in again, a shudder run through my body and a gasp left my mouth, my arms tightened their hold around her. My hips began to move on their own again, matching her rhythm, urging her to go a little faster. Chloe complied instantly, low moans leaving her own mouth occasionally. My legs wrapped themselves around her, trying to pull us impossibly closer. The room was filled with our utterings, the rustling of sheets beneath us and the sound of our bodies meeting each other in a seemingly rehearsed dance.

Our movements grew faster, more desperate. But Chloe never stopped being careful, she gave me everything I could've asked for and so much more. I felt her thrusts shorten in distance, becoming a little harder. She must be close.. But I wasn't far behind myself, one of her hands started caressing my body again. She hit an extremely sensitive spot within me and my back left the mattress for a second, arching into her and uttering a loud moan. Her hand grasped the back of my neck, holding me against the soft skin between her shoulder and neck. The noises and her skin engulfed me, adding to the sensation between my legs. Everything I felt and heard was Chloe. Her fingers dug into my scalp and her movements became uncontrolled, hitting the sensitive spot from before more often and making me whole body tingle in anticipation of the release.

Chloe groaned again and my name ghosted across the room, it was faint and filled with so many emotions, even though barely hearable. It shouldn't be heard by anyone but us. With one final thrust I felt something warm spread out inside of me. She moaned again and lowered me back onto the soft fabric, burying her head into my shoulder and biting the skin their softly, trying to stifle her moans. The moment she bit into my shoulder, I felt the release crashing over myself. My limbs wrapped themselves around her tighter, clinging to her. Her hips continued their movements, riding out our orgasms as long as possible.

Chloes eyes searched mine for a second before our lips met again, more desperate this time. It wasn't as gentle as before, our teeth met a few times and there were moments when our lips didn't meet completely. But we didn't care, it was perfect the way it was. We couldn't have asked for more.

Her thrusts stopped a little later and she pulled out slowly. I was more sensitive than before, every movement making me twitch slightly. She kissed around my face again, leaving trails down my neck unto my shoulder. Her hand started to caress me again, but this time it wasn't sensual, it was calming, loving. Her fingers were running through my hair, making me close my eyes and smiling contently.

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She laid down beside me and I looked up. Chloe seemed happy and content herself. I shuffled a little closer, burying my head underneath hers. I have to admit that I really took a liking to that particular part of her body. She began humming a soft tune and wrapped the arm that wasn't caressing me around my middle, pulling me closer. She kissed the top of my head and I felt tired all of a sudden, the events of the day and our latest activities catching up with me. I felt her pull the covers up around us, we must've disposed them onto the floor at some point, but I couldn't remember when. I felt her chest rising and falling against one of my arms and my ear caught the slight thump of her heart. The steady, calming beating and her soft voice lulled me into sleep. I think Chloe whispered something, but I was too far gone to understand it before sleep overtook me.

It was cold, I shivered and patted around, searching for something to keep me warm. My eyes opened slightly and closed again instantly, bright light disturbing them. I found the sheets of my bed wrapped around my legs, exposing my skin to the air. After trying to untangle them with my legs and realizing I wasn't getting anywhere I sat up, an annoyed groan leaving my mouth. I ripped them free and was about to snuggle back into the soft fabric to close my eyes when something caught my attention. It smelled differently. It wasn't unfamiliar, but definitely not the thing I normally woke up to. I sat up again and squinted my eyes, trying to see as much as possible without opening them at all.

This wasn't my room, not at all. The friendly colors and pictures across the walls looked like Chloes and I wondered how I ended up sleeping in the redheads bed. I turned around slightly to search for the girl in question, but she wasn't there. The moment I moved my legs to get up, I felt the soreness. My eyes traveled down my body to see what was going on when I saw that I wasn't wearing clothes. Not one single piece of fabric covered my body. Then it hit me, the events of the day before came crashing back and my eyes went wide. I slept with Chloe. I gave my virginity to my best friend. I didn't feel regret, not at all. It was more of a panic that set in. I have a boyfriend, whom I cheated on last night and even more enjoyed doing so. I am an awful person, hurting Jesse like this without giving it a second thought or even considering his feelings.

I got out of bed and picked up my clothes quickly, pulling on the most necessary parts before scanning the room again. I don't think I forgot anything, so I opened the door and tiptoed through the corridor, crossing the distance between Chloes and my room silently. Amy was sprawled out across her own bed, snoring a little and looking more than hung-over. She probably didn't even realize I wasn't here last night.

I discharged my clothes again and put them into the bin I kept for dirty clothes, grabbing a fresh pair of shorts, a shirt and some underwear before stepping into our joined bathroom. That was one of the best things about having your own 'house'. Every room had its own bathroom. The moment I stepped underneath the warm water, I decided that it was probably for the best to just forget what happened last night. It didn't hurt anyone when no one knew about it, right? Goodness.. How wrong I was..

Four weeks later

Things between Chloe and me were normal, we never talked about what we did, just played it off like it never happened. There were a few awkward moments between us, but neither dared to make the first step and talk about what we did. The others didn't realize we were gone until later that night, but thought we both retired to sleep. Separately, of course.

The fact that we had to try and win a world championship left aside, everything returned to its usual routine. I met up with Jesse frequently, but avoided affection as good as possible without being suspicious. I pushed the night into the back of my mind and actually forgot about it a few times until my worries started again.

Actually even more so than before, because this whole world championship, being an intern and thinking about what would happen if Jesse did actually find out took quite a strain on me and my sanity.

I sat on the toilet, the lid closed beneath me and tapped my foot impatiently, staring at the little plastic stick I held with one hand. I know it was stupid, because it wasn't possible that this little thing would change my life anytime soon. Chloe told me she probably wasn't able to have children, and that it made her sad, knowing that she'd never be the mother of a small life. So why should I worry about something like this? I've been under a lot of stress the last few weeks, it happens that your period is falling out because of something like this. I'm just paranoid, because that's who I am. Nothing to worry about, nothing at all. How much time passed until I peed onto that stupid thing? It should have shown a result by now! My phone said it was about two minutes ago.. Only two?! It could be five minutes until I saw anything at all! Goodness, my nerves..

I tried to shorten the time with humming, tapping a beat with one hand and my foot, looking anywhere but that stupid plastic stick. Another minute passed and there was still nothing. My hands became clammy, my heartbeat picked up and I don't know how many times I told myself that everything was fine and I'm just being paranoid. I didn't take another look, not until the five minutes were over. I glanced down briefly, averting my eyes as fast as possible. Nothing there.. I looked at it carefully, turning it around to see if I somehow managed to do it the wrong way or actually crushed it. It looked.. good? I don't know how these things are supposed to look when they aren't working!

The moment I turned it back around, my eyes went wide and my heart stopped, before it began to beat again at full force, hammering away against my rips. There was a red plus staring back at me, with a small smiley face beside it. It left my hand like it was death itself, I nearly threw it across the room. It couldn't be, that's not possible.. I tried to think about something else, anything that would indicate that it was just a stupid mistake. I had to take another one. The smiley flashed through my mind and I felt myself become angry. A smiley? Really? Who the hell invented those things?! The anger was replaced with panic in a second, then guilt because I just destroyed a few lives with my discovery. It can't be, nope. Absolutely not possible. Chloe told me so herself, she wasn't able to get anyone pregnant. Pregnant. Fuck, I just discovered that I was pregnant. And it wasn't my boyfriends baby, no.

I was pregnant and the 'father' was my best friend. My female best friend.

Thanks for reading!