Hanji's POV

Grounded for 2 months, Dad's temper was something I couldn't avoid whenever he walked into the same room as me, and Mom kept trying to comfort me. Finally, I was able to drive around freely, but Dad enforced some sort of curfew. I'm not allowed to stay out with friends- and I was told to break up with the person I was sleeping with.

I'm not too crazy to break up with Levi. But I couldn't hide it from him, so I told Levi about what my dad wanted. Of course, he was a bit disgusted, but it wasn't like he could do anything about it.

My mind has been running around like a dog chasing its tail after I got confirmation of my condition from my doctor. It's March and our spring break is in 2 weeks. I gave a white lie to my parents about my little trip with Levi. I told them that I was going on a little trip with a couple of my female friends. Thankfully, Nanaba said she was busy this spring with her annual trip to the islands with her family. I had an excuse as to why Nanaba wasn't coming.

I kept running the idea in my head about what to tell Levi about him being a father. Should I be straightforward? Should I be a little mischievous? I want to tell him during the trip to the beach. We would spend the rest of the week together... one last break before I graduate. One last break before I can move in with him.

I shouldn't keep the baby... I really shouldn't. Not now, not yet. My fingers gently caressed my stomach as I closed my eyes. When babies were just fertilized, they look like tiny moles. Inside of me, the baby is bound to be smaller than a quarter. A smile was brought onto my face when I thought of it inside of my hands- like a small little pet. But I know a full-grown baby weighs a lot, and that if I do keep this one... I might have a son or a daughter.

Why am I so split?

Closing my eyes to pass through the night, I want someone to know about my pregnancy. Nanaba would ask too many questions. My parents are not an option; they would take me to the clinic to abort it without any questions. And of course... I want Levi to be surprised... and I want his opinion about the unborn baby inside of me.

"Oh... what am I going to do with you?" I whispered to the tiny child inside of me. "I want you... but I can't have you just yet. If this was under different circumstances and if I wasn't still in high school, I would keep you in a heartbeat. But because I'm graduating in 2 months... you would be almost 3? When did I get you?"

I sighed heavily, tossing to my other side, careful to not harm the little one- just in case if I choose to keep it. I would have to explain to my parents why I'm pregnant so early... and why the baby had a short term but seems so healthy. All of this anxiety piled up in my head. The baby, college... everything... no, I have to be calm. Clear my head. If I keep the baby, I shouldn't be stressed.

Unable to sleep, I quickly called for Levi. He always tells me that he has trouble sleeping... and he only sleeps properly when I'm with him. And he doesn't mind it when I call him. 

"Hello?" He murmurs into the phone, almost like he was sleeping when I called him. I admit I felt guilty once I called him. "Hanji, everything's alright?"

"I can't sleep..." I whisper back, thinking about the baby. Keep it a secret... wait until we go on spring break. "I'm worried, you know? You take away all the anxiety when I talk to you. Just talk to me for a little while... help me sleep."

Levi chuckles softly, and it feels like I've been teleported to his side. "Alright then. What would you like to talk about?"

"Just anything... lately, you haven't been talking about Isabel. Something happened?"

"No, nothing happened. She is a little disappointed that I'll be spending my spring break with someone else."

"What, you haven't told them about me?" I chuckled, curling up with my blanket. "I thought I was special to you..."

"You are special to me, Hanji. It's not exactly easy to explain to them about me dating a young woman who is 18. I can't explain that I met you when you were 17, almost turning 18. Do you know how difficult it is to tell someone that they are my student at a school I'm substituting at? It's very difficult. Teachers who date their students always have a bad reputation. They're called predators on young people. I don't want that in my name. But... once you graduate, I'll be happy to introduce you two together."

"You promise?"

"I promise, Hanji..."

I smiled softly, having those weird ideas again. "Levi... I know it's bad... but... tomorrow... can we have sex? It'll have to be straight after school... I can't stay out with you because of the curfew. I... I miss it."

"What? At school? Last time, you got into trouble."

"Well... can't we do it in private?"

Levi sighs on the other side, "As long as it's quick, okay?"

"Okay... that's good enough for me."

"As much as I love you, Hanji... it's 3 in the morning. Try to get some sleep, okay? I'll see you tomorrow."

I laugh, feeling my eyes grow heavy. "Aw, I thought you were bad at sleeping..."

"Well, not to make you feel bad or anything, but I was about to sleep when you called me. And you know what helped me sleep?"

"What?"

"I was thinking about you..." A smile continued to grow on my face as he slowly talked about his method. "You and I... together in a house. A life with you seems like a dream that I want dearly. I hope it's achievable."

"It is..." I whispered back, "It is achievable. Goodnight, Levi. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight, my queen."

"Queen?"

"You don't like it?" He chuckles softly, "It's better than any other nickname..."

"I used to be bullied by calling me a four-eyed freak, so it is an unexpected nickname. Keep calling me that... please?"

"Of course, my queen... goodnight... I'll see you tomorrow."