Lillian beezed herself over to Ryan and grabbed his shirt, “I’m ready to go.”, she told him.

            He looked at her a little surprised, “Huh?”, he asked. He chuckled, “Lil, we only be here for about two hours. It’s not even midnight yet.”.

            “Oh well.”, she said, her voice getting hard cause she was getting irritated. “I want to go home now, your almost drunk anyways."

            “Come on, Lil, just a bit longer.”, he said, wrapping an arm around her and brought her close, leaning down to kiss her, but she moved his face away, feeling a little bit ashamed. She couldn’t stop thinking about how Duncan kissed her and she felt bad. She knew she shouldn’t, she didn’t want him to kiss her, but she still let it happened. He sighed, “I’m not ready to go home yet.”, he said, taking his arm away from her.

            She looked back at him, her mouth dropped a little, “But Ryan—I am!”.

            “But I’m not.”, he said. “Even, I think I am a little drunk, I shouldn’t drive right now.”.

            “How are we suppose to get home then?”, she asked, scuffing.

            “I’ll have James or someone drive us home.”, he shrugging, bring the bottle of Corona up to his mouth.

            “Ryan!”, she said. “I want to go home now.”.

            “Okay, what’s wrong?”, he asked, shrugging his right shoulder. “You were just having so much fun and now your all moody and shit.”.

            “Cause I’m just tired!”, she said, not wanting to tell him why she wanted to right now cause she doesn’t know Ryan could do and she doesn’t want him and Duncan fighting right now right here. Their both drunk and acting stupid right now. “And I want go home now.”.

            “Well I don’t.”, he said. “I’m not tired and I’m not ready to home. Just one more hour.”.

            “No.”, she said. She then realized she isn’t going to win this, Ryan drunk and he’s not going to leave. She sighed frustration, “Fine, you stay but I’m leaving.”, she said, turning around to leave.

            “What?”, he asked, grabbing her wrist. “You can’t walk home, it’s a thirty minute walk and it’s freezing cold outsider. Don’t act crazy, Lil.”.

            She snatch her wrist back and turned to him, “Take me home then.”.

            He brought the his hand up to the back of his neck, “I can’t, I’m drunk.”, he said and she gave him an annoyed look. “Look, go up to one of Madison guest bedroom and lay there. I’m come up and get you when I’m ready to go.”.

            “When you’re ready to go?”, she asked, raising an eyebrow. “We’ll be here all night!”.

            “Stop yelling at me!”, he said. “We wont be here all night, Lillian. Just an hour, okay.”.

            Lillian pressed her lips together and glared at him before turning around and left, Ryan not coming after her. She squeeze her way threw teenagers and colleges people over to the front door. Once she made it out safe, she reached into her small purse and took out her cell phone, calling Jeanette. She walked away from the house so she could have a better chance at hearing her.

            After Jeanette picked up her phone, Lillian asked if she could come pick her up. She seem hesitate, but agreed and said she’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Lillian wrapped her arms around her waist since she was getting cold. She was tapping her foot against the ground, rubbing her arms trying to warm herself up. She wish she would have brought a jacket with her now.

            She felt something go on her shoulders and she jumped, turning around to see Duncan putting his jacket on her shoulders, “Here.”, he said.

            Lillian was about to say no, but she felt so warm in the jacket. She put her arms through the arm holes and wrapped the jacket around her closely her. She stared ahead, waiting for Jeanette boyfriend, Luke, car to show up and she wished it hurry up a little faster.

            “Lillian, I—”,

            “I don’t want to talk about it.”, she said, quickly. “And also, never talk about it to anyone.”.

            He didn’t say anything to her after that then and it was getting so awkward now. She hugged herself again, but she was so much warmer now. She wished she could just tell Duncan to go away now, she didn’t want to see him. Not only was she mad at him, she felt a little embarrassed. What kind of girl does she think she is now? She shook her head a little, can’t believe she cares what he thought. She didn’t do anything bad, she pushed him away which was the right thing. He just lucky she didn’t tell Ryan.

            Soon a car pulled up and she saw Jeanette in the passenger seat. She took the jacket off and give it to Ducan. Without saying anything, she walked over to the back seat door and got in.

            “What happened?”, she asked as Luke pulled away from the house. “Where was Ryan and why were you with Duncan?”.

            “I don’t want to talk about it.”, she said, leaning against the car door

            {)

            Lillian missed Zane as she stared up at the ceiling—she didn’t know what in her right mind to do right now. She would probably changing his diaper right now, she can’t imagine life without him now. Everything so different, her once boring life where she didn’t even have plans on weekend were filled with Zane.

            She brought her phone up to her face, it was two o’clock in the morning and Ryan was still out at Madison house. She was starting to think maybe leaving him there was a bad idea. God knows what could happens and it scared her a little. She decided to send Ryan a text, asking what he was doing.

            Ryan’s parents were surprised to see her come home alone for sure though. Lillian made up some excuse about how she was tired and decided to come home, not wanting to ruin Ryan’s one night of freedom. She had went upstairs, thinking she would crash after changing into some comfortable cloths, but her body played a trick on her and she was laying there with nothing on TV but George Lopez.

            It was around three o’clock when she saw she heard voices. Loud voices. She got up from the bed and looked out the window, seeing Ryan’s leaning against his passenger car door and she couldn’t see who was in the driver side, but it seem like a males voice.

            Ryan’s got up from the door and walked towards the house as his car drove away. Lillian shook her head, How are we suppose to go pick Zane up in the morning now?, she wonders since Chris hardly lets Ryan drive his brand new fancy car.

            Ryan came into the house and when he was coming up the stairs, she heard one of his parents door open and she her his father, “If you weren’t my son, I would have arrest you.”, he said, his voice sounding disappointed.

            Ryan groaned, “Dad, I do not need to hear whatever right now. I’m so tired.”, he said, his voice sound kind of lazily and pretty much how a drunk person sounded like.

            “I don’t care, Ryan.”, Chris said. “I wont have your loud ass waking up the whole neighborhood. What if one of the other caught you?”.

            “I wasn’t driving, James was.”, he said and she could imagine him shrugging his shoulders as Lillian walked over to the bedroom door, leaning against it quietly.

            “That doesn’t matter.”, he said, then sighed. “Why didn’t you come home with Lillian?”.

            "I was having fun.”, Ryan said. “I don’t get to have much often now.”.

            “You shouldn’t have knocked Lillian up then if it was to much to handle.”, he said.

           Ryan groaned and there was a loud sound, making Lillian eyes pop open and she jumped, “It’s not like I tried!”, he said.

            “Keep your voice down!”, Chris whispered, but hissed. “And if you hit my wall again, I swear to God Ryan, I’ll kick your ass.”.

            “Then stopped with this whole ‘you got a girl pregnant, I’m going to make your life hell now’! Okay, maybe what happened with me and Lillian shouldn’t have happened the way it happened, but it did. Zane wouldn’t be here and Zane’s a wonderful baby.”, he said. “And you know something dad, I’m not going to be as hard on him as you are with me.”.

            “That’s what you think?”, his father asked. “I’m not half as hard on you as my father was on me. I’m just trying to teacher you that the world isn’t what TV makes it seem, the real world is hard. I just wanted to make sure you enjoyed your childhood and teenager year before it all came. I’m not saying Zane isn’t a wonderful baby, he is. I just wished he would have came a little later.”.

            “Then let me deal with my family how I want!”, Ryan said. “I don’t know why Lillian left the party, she was having fun then she just suddenly got all moody and left, so I let her go home and I knew she got home safe because Duncan told me she had Jeanette pick her up. I just wanted one night to have fun. I came home straight after it finish, I didn’t do nothing stupid to mess anything up. You taught me better then that. Is that what you want to hear?”.

            It was quiet for a moment before Chris sighed, “Kinda.”, he said and she could just imagine Ryan rolling his eyes. She heard his footsteps coming towards the room and she took a step back to go run in to bed, but Chris spoke again, “You proved yourself to be a good man, Ryan. I’ll admit it, not most guys your age wouldn’t stay with the girl they knocked up with. I’m proud of you.”

            Quiet again and Lillian ran her finger threw her hair, waiting for what Ryan had to say. He cleared his throat, “Thanks, dad.”, he said and she heard his footsteps again, so she quickly turned around and she raced over to the bed on her tip toes and her back was facing towards the door, not having enough time to threw the blanket over her. She brought one hand under her head and closed her eyes.

            The door opened and closed, Ryan mumbled under his breath about how he probably going to have a hang over still by the time he goes into the work at four. She heard him hassle with his dress clothes. He sat on the bed and grabbed the blanket, pulling it over Lillian. His hand just had to brush against her bare stomach, tickling her and she couldn’t hold back the giggle from the ticklish brush of his fingers

            “I know your awake.”, he said. “You always turn off the TV before going to bed.”.

            Lillian opened her and she sat up. She then wrapped her arms around his right bicep and laid her head on his shoulder, “How was the rest of the party?”, she asked.

            “The same before you left, but people were starting to pass out so Madison ended it since she didn’t want them in her house.”, he said. “Are you going to tell me why you left now? And don’t give me some excuse about you being tired, you were having so much fun.”.

            Lillian debated with herself, wondering if that was a good idea still. They were home, Ryan can’t cause a scene now anyways. She sighed, “Promise you wont get mad?”, she asked, biting her bottom lip, wondering if that was a stupid question.

            “Promise.”, he said and she knew he wouldn’t keep it.

            “Um, well, Duncan showed up and….”.

            “Annnd?”, he asked, urging her to go on.

            She hesitated, but sighed and leaned up from his shoulder, “We went to go talk somewhere quiet and he…well, he kissed me—but I pushed him away! I would never try to hurt you like that Ryan, I didn’t even want him to kiss me and I’m sorry if you think I let it happened.”.

            Ryan suddenly looked blanked in his eyes and he was emotionless before his hands balled up in a fist and she put her hand over one, “That little prick!”, he hissed. “Who does he think he is!”, his voice getting louder. He quickly got up from the bed, but Lillian quickly jump up on the bed and grabbed his shoulders, hauling him back down, he was very lightweight right now she realized. “No, let go of me!”, he said.

            “What are you going to do, huh?”, she asked, giving him a look.

            “Kick his ass!”, he said. “What any other guy would do.”.

            She half sighed, half groaned, “Ryan, your intoxicated and you just can’t show up to his house and start fighting. You dad will then have you arrest you. Look, I’m sorry it happened and—“

            “Why are you apologizing?”, he asked, giving her a look as if she was crazy. “You didn’t kiss him, he kissed you. And you said you push him away, so I’m not mad at you. But I will be if you don’t let me handle—ugh, Lil!”, he said when he tried to get back up, but she pushed him back down and onto his back now, going half way on top of him to stop him from moving.

            “I’m not letting you go anywhere, Ryan.”, she said. “You need to sleep right now and we can talk about this in the morning when—“, she got cut off when he lift his head up and kissed her hard. She ignored the alcohol taste since the kiss made her stomach feel like butterflies.

            He then let his head fall back down onto the pillow, “I’m not going to let your night end with him being the last to kiss you.”, he said, sounding as if he was playing a video game and he hated losing.

            She couldn’t help the smile twitching on her face.