< Chapter 2: A Little Help, Please? >

♥ Jamie's POV: ♥

Justin took advantage of the fact that he was getting a break from work and told me he was giving Ryan a quick visit. I put on this whole fake act that everything was going fantastic and he could just leave me here to see his best guy friend. It's not like I was mad he was leaving, it's a great way to give this newfound pregnancy some thought. Except, I refused to think about it. All I wanted to do was talk about it, if that makes any sense.

"Hello?" Phoebe's voice comforted me. I sat by myself on my bed, crawled up in a ball and pressing my iPhone to my ear.

"Can we talk?" I asked, getting straight to the point. My voice trembled violently in fear. I love Justin and all but I sure don't want to be pregnant with his baby right now. Of all the days, years and seconds, life picked the wrong time to make me a mother. This'll hurt many people, including myself.

"Do you want me to come over? Is it serious?" she questioned. This is why I love her. She understands me just as much as Justin. Except I can talk to her more about girl stuff 'cause she's... A girl. It also helps that she knows about my love for Justin, so at least I have one person to talk to.

"I-If you want," I choked out. My current situation is starting to hit me more and more in the gut.

"Jamie... Don't be afraid to ask me to come when you need me. You know what? I'm heading over there right now. Ok?"

"Oka-"

"-Bye, see you in 3," she interrupted, hanging up before I could say another word. Still... I love that she does this for me. I'd do the same for her and we don't live far at all. She said she'd be here in 3 minutes and that's all it takes to walk from her house to mine and vice versa.

I took a long, deep sigh and buried my face in the pillow. When did my life go so wrong?

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"Talk. Now," Phoebe commanded. She finally arrived and I told her to sit in the couch while I prepared us snacks and a drink. When I came back, I sat next to her, a nervous look plastered on my face.

"D-do you promise not to freak out?" I asked nervously. I held the cup of juice to my legs, hands shaking violently.

"Oh c'mon, we've been through thick and thin together. You can tell me ANYTHING!" she reminded me, stuffing her mouth with the popcorn I had prepared.

"Remember... When I.." I took a slight pause. "Told you about the possible fact I might love Justin?" I began, playing with my fingers along the round curve of the cup.

"Honey, we all saw it coming," she smirked. "And didn't he come and visit? Where is he?"

"He left for a quick guy time with Ryan, but that's not my point," I gulped silently.

"I see... Then what's bothering you?" she asked, sitting with her legs crossed on the couch and holding a pillow.

"I... Umm.. Confessed my feelings yesterday. I told him I love him," I spit it out. It's good to have that over with. But there's still weight on my shoulders in need of lifting.

"Y-you WHAT?!" she shouted, showing ten times more interest. "What did he say?! What did he say?!?"

I small smile curved on my lips. She had both her hands on my shoulders and was shaking me vigorously. "He kissed me," I mumbled, blushing a bit.

"HE DID?! That's awesome!!!" she cheered, jumping a mile in the air. Once she returned to the cushiony couch, her smile faded into a thin line. "T-then why do you look so unhappy? Isn't this a good thing? He loves you back, doesn't he?.."

"Well.." I stall, biting my lips. "There's a whole 'nother story, though."

"Spill, spill!!"

"Promise not to get mad? Or tease me?"

"Spill, woman!"

"We... I mean, to be honest, we didn't just kiss.." I admit, looking down.

"You two made out?" she questioned, tilting her head to ask for clarification.

"Worse.." I mutter. The sudden silence made me look up to meet Phoebe's shocked face. She almost went pale for a second there.

"You two had sex?!?!" she whisper-yelled. I nodded slowly and she threw down the pillow she once held so tightly. "Seriously?!?"

I patiently waited exactly twenty four seconds for her to take in what I had just confessed. "Are you mad at me?" I blurt out.

She shook her head.

"Disappointed?"

She shook her head.

"Surprised?"

"Maybe a little.. But not in a bad way," she, too confessed. She took a while to ponder something through and then looked me in the eyes. "Did he break up with Selena?"

"N-no..." I gulp. "That's one reason I'm worried."

"Why would he cheat on her like that? I'm happy you two love each other but Selena's sweet," she pointed out.

"I know, I love her like a sister and she'll never, EVER talk to me when she finds out," I explain worriedly.

"Okay, I see how this may concern you, but-"

"-And you know what makes it worse?" I say, feeling the pit of my stomach turn. Maybe it's the baby forming, eh?

"There's more?" she asks, her mouth gaping open in an 'o' formation.

"I'm pregnant and Justin's the father," I rip the bandage off. Phoebe's eyes widened and she clapped both hands over her mouth and let out a faint gasp.

"No, no, no, no, that can't be good!" she shook her head.

"Trust me, I know.." I give off a weak smile.

"This will ruin everything! What will Selena say? What will your parents say? OH JESUS, what if the press finds out?" she gasped loudly this time.

"Phoebe, you're not helping!" I growl.

"Sorry, sorry," she apologizes. Then she calms down a little, noting something. "Does Justin know?" Her voice was a whisper, making me all the more anxious.

"No.." I said softly, trying hard not to cry. I felt so stuck. What am I supposed to do?

"You're gonna have to tell him sometime, you know. Would it help if I came with you?" she offered.

"Seriously? You'd do that for me?"

"What wouldn't I do for you?!"

The girl had a point. She's so helpful when it comes to serious problems. However, as far as I know, this is the most difficult situation I've ever been faced with. The last thing I would want is for Justin to leave me and go back to Selena. If that ever happened, I would seriously be depressed. But I don't want to abort this baby.

Justin is, after all, the father!

"Phoebe, did I ever tell you that I love you?" I smile.

"I'm just that lovable, aren't I?" she smiled back. I pulled her in for a hug and she hugged back, speaking into my ear.

"When are you planning to tell him?" she asked quietly.

"I honestly don't know. I'm so lost right now but I'm thinking soon," I whisper.

"How about tonight?" she suggested, pulling away from the hug to look at me.

"That soon? Umm.. I d-don't know.." I stutter.

"It'll be fine, I promise. If anything, I can kick his ass," she laughed.

"Wouldn't that be a sight!" I giggled along with her.

We continued talking about my current problem and I was beginning to wonder what Justin could be doing with Ryan right now. I hope he's having fun because, for all we know, his world can come crashing down as soon as I tell him about his baby.

"I just can't believe I was stupid enough to let this happen," I mumble, holding back the tears. I can't allow myself to cry, I have to be strong.

"You're not stupid, you're just irresistible. I highly doubt Justin can think straight when he looks at you," she winked.

"Oh shut up!" I smacked her playfully.

"Okay, okay!!" she complained. Just as we began a tickling battle, my phone rang loudly.

"Hold on," I excuse myself from my laughing friend and stood up to answer the call on the kitchen. I look at the ringing device and my stomach twirls and turns when I saw who was calling. "Hello?"

"Hi hi!!" Selena's friendly, cheering, innocent voice entered my shamed ears.

"H-hey," I greet back.

"How are you? I really miss you," she said, talking normal again.

"I'm great, I miss you, too."

Lies.

"Aww, haha is Justin behaving?"

Ah hell naw! I'm friggin' pregnant already!

"As much as Justin's could behave!" I joked.

"True that!" she laughed. "Haha, so how are things? I'm about to head out for an interview but I decided to chat with you for a bit."

Ah things are terrible, no biggie.

"Oh, good luck for the interview. And everything's good, I guess. How about you?" I say, trying to keep up a joyous image.

"They're fine. Everything is pretty calm," she spoke so relaxed. I'm glad she was feeling well because she won't be too happy with me sometime in the near future.

"That's great," I smiled. Maybe if I smiled enough, I would actually feel some kind of happiness.

"Hey, it was amazing talking to you but they need me now so I'll call soon! Tell Justin I miss him," she said.

"Again, good luck, and sure will!"

"Thank you so much! See you."

"Bye."

"Bye." And with that, she hung up. I sighed and fit my phone in my pocket. Looking out the window, I realized it was night already. I pulled out my phone again and checked the time. 7:48pm already?! That went fast, didn't it?

I decided to walk back into the living room when I heard the front door opening. I froze. There could only mean one thing if someone was coming in through that door.

Justin was home.

Ignoring the nervousness I felt, I forced myself out into the living room in time to see Justin's face pop inside. He took one look at me, smiled and then noticed Phoebe. He was a bit shocked to see she was here, but I don't think he minded it much.

"Phoebe! Hi, I missed you so much!" he greeted her, opening his arms wide for a hug. Phoebe looked at me and for a split second, her face read, 'tell him now! It's your chance!' all over. I gulped silently as she hugged him tight, saying something about how she missed him too and that he looks great. He thanked her and returned the compliment before I decided to ask him how it went.

"Things went good with Ryan?" I asked, walking over and giving him a quick hug.

"Yeah, amazing," he hugged back, and shot me a smile when he pulled away. Phoebe looked at me and raised an eyebrow. She can really be pushy sometimes!

"Aaanyway, there's something I want to tell you.." I began, feeling the room get hotter.

"Yeah?" he asked, his eyes beaming into mine. He looks so, so cute. I can't do this.

"I-... S-... Selena called and told me to tell you she misses you," I blurt out, blushing faintly and playing with my sweaty fingers.

"Aww, thanks for delivering the message," he nodded gratefully. However, there was that feeling in the pit of my stomach that told me he didn't miss Selena as much as she missed him. Seeing as to he's already had sex with me....

The very first day he arrived...

"No problem.." I muttered.

"I'm gonna go get a snack, be right back!" he announced, heading towards my kitchen. Being best friends with this guy also means he just takes my snacks without asking. That's okay, though, because I do the same to him. We're pretty close so there's no need to ask. As soon as Justin disappeared to get food, Phoebe gave me a mini death glare.

"What are you doing?! Tell him!!" she whispered.

"I c-can't.. Not now, at least," I say softly.

"Why?! I'm right here with you."

"I know, I just-... I'm not ready, can you respect that?" I murmur nervously. Her face softened and she sighed, crossing her arms.

"Okay.. But you should be the one to tell him, not anyone else," she finally settled. I nodded slowly as Justin walked back from the kitchen and collapsed on the couch with a bag of chips.

"Girls, come join me," he imitated the voice of some creepy dude in a van who sounds like he would rape you.

"Gross," Phoebe laughed, running to him and landing right on his stomach. As Justin let out a pained grunt, Phoebe stole a handful of chips from the bag. All I can think of is..

I'm doomed.