Storyline: Peter and Y/n are friends with benefits. They hook up a couple of times but none of them was catching feelings. You start feeling dizzy and weird, but think it's because you eat the wrong things, until you pass out and wake up in the hospital.
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"Fuck darling that was amazing." Peter said as he stood up from your bed to put his clothes back on. "As always Parker." You winked.

Peter and you met one year ago. You had to do a school project together, and one thing led to another. You started being friends with benefits, then he had his first girlfriend- Liz. A week ago they broke up, and yesterday Peter texted you again. You weren't in a relationship at the moment, so you didn't mind bringing back the whole friends with benefits thing.

"I missed this." Peter winked and sat back down. "You were in a relationship with the most popular girl at our school, and you missed our fucks?" You teased. "Of course I did." He leant in to kiss you, but you stopped him.

"Did you already forget our rules? No kissing after the sex. Just a small bye." You said and gave him a sign to go. "Yea right. I'll text you again." He winked and got up. "See ya Parker!" You yelled after him as he left your room and seconds later the apartment.

Months passed and you and Peter hooked up almost every third day. Of course it depended on how much you had to study and stuff, but since Peter just lived three apartments away from you, it was easy to hook up quickly.

"Hey, I was wondering if you are free after school?" Peter said and leant against the lockers. "No sorry. I feel like throwing up the whole time, I think I'm getting sick." You mumbled and closed your locker. "Oh, sorry to hear that. Do you wanna go home?" Ge asked as he followed you along the hallway of the school. "I don't know, my head hurts and god I-" you blacked out.

"What the hell?" You mumbled as you slowly opened your eyes. "Hey, thank god you're finally awake." You turned your head to the right and faced Peter. "What happened?" You mumbled. "You passed out. The school called the ambulance and you're at the hospital now. They are testing your blood right now, you don't have to worry about anything." He said in a calming voice. "I don't have to worry seriously? I don't have the money to pay this shit Peter! I'm not insured." You started to cry.

"Wow, wow, wow hey! It's okay Y/n calm down." He took you into his arms. "God I don't even know why the hell I'm crying right now!" You scoffed. "Did you forget to eat or to drink?" Peter asked. "No, or wait, did I? Shit Parker I don't know!" You groaned.

An hour passed and Peter waited with you the whole time. At first you tried to figure out what could possibly be wrong with you, but then Peter told you about his break up. To your surprise he was being really emotional. You knew that many people said that he was kind and caring, but you only knew his dominante side. Until now.

"Hello Miss Y/L/N, I've got the results from your blood analysis." A doctor interrupted your conversation. "Oh, perfect." You smiled. "Well, congratulations, you're pregnant."

Your eyes widened. Your mouth hung open. What the hell did he just say? "Excuse me?" You gulped. "You're pregnant. The sixteenth week." The doctor said. "No, this has to be a mistake, I can't be pregnant. We always use protection, and I would have realised if I was pregnant." You gulped again. "You should have missed your period, and you should feel like throwing up." He said. "My period is very unpredictable. But I never- I mean. No you'll have to repeat the test that's impossible." You said.

"Okay I'm going to leave you two alone now. Miss
Y/L/N if you want to you can stay for the night, but it's not necessary, I'll leave the papers here." The doctor smiled and left the room.

You turned your head to face Peter again. His eyes were also widened and he constantly bit his lip. "Peter I- I have no idea why I didn't realise that. I am so so sorry, that's my fault." You mumbled.

"Just to get this straight, you were only having sex with me? Or did you also- you know?" Peter mumbled. "No, you're the only one." You replied. "Okay, listen. I know, your body your choice, but we are 18. We'll both go to college in less than two months and I don't think we can take care of a child." Peter tried to stay calm, but you saw that he was freaking out. "I'm in the fifth tenth week Peter. It's to late for an abortion." You gulped. "How did that happen? I mean we used protection and we- I mean- that's-" Peter kept on interrupting himself.

"I wanna go home. Please Peter can you just take me home." Your voice was trembling and your eyes filled with tears again. Why didn't you realise that earlier. There were so many signs, but you just ignored them. You didn't know if Peter would stay, or if he wouldn't, and you also had no idea if you should keep the child after birth. The only thing you knew was that you were pregnant. Pregnant from a boy who wasn't even your boyfriend.

"Do you want me to stay or do you wanna be alone?" Peter asked as you unlocked the door of your apartment. "We have a lot to talk about, so I'd say come in." You mumbled.

Peter entered the apartment and sat down on the sofa. "Do you want something to drink?" You asked and walked into the kitchen. "A water if that's okay."

You walked back into the living room and gave Peter a glass of cold water before you sat down. Your eyes were red from the crying. "I don't even know where to star." You gulped. "Then I'll start." Peter said. "You don't have to worry about the costs, I have a good payed job, and I'll definitely pay that. I wont leave you while you're pregnant. When the kid is born, it's your choice if you want me to stay with you, but I wanna be a part of his or her life. So if you don't wanna raise her, I will. I think that's basically it." Peter said.

"Wow, you already planned everything. But tell me, what about college? What about the money. I wont be able to do my job when I'm pregnant Peter. I want a life after that. I wanna go to a good college but I don't think that this is possible anymore. I wont get a scholarship as an eighth-teen year old pregnant slut." You said. "Hey don't say that. You're definitely not a slut Y/n. And I'm sure that there are many ways to solve this problem." He hugged you.

"We would be horrible parents." You chuckled. "No! And we don't have to do this alone. You have your parents, and I have my aunt. They are definitely going to help." Peter replied. "My dad died and my mum is an alcoholic if she's still alive, but hey, we've got your aunt." You smiled sarcastically. "Shit I'm sorry why didn't I know that? I mean we met in middle school, I should know something about you." Peter said. "We never got to know each other, we just fucked." You winked. "Well, then we have something to do for the upcoming months." Peter smiled and stood up. "Thank you." You said. "For what?" He asked. "That you don't leave me." You smiled. "I'd never, I mean that's also my responsibility." He said.

You took his face into your hands and kissed him softly. He returned it and moved his hands down to your hips. The first emotional kiss you and Peter ever had.