My eyes shot open the next morning. I just dreamed about being pregnant and realized I didn't see Prince Charming put on a condom. Please let my dream be wrong!

I gulped when I felt his front press against my back. Somehow I felt relieved upon seeing that he was still here. I turned around slowly, careful not to wake him up. Because I wasn't able to face him yet.

When I managed to turn in his arms without him waking up, I took my time to look at his peaceful face. His lips were pouting and his long eyelashes along with the innocent look on his face almost made him look like an angel. I brought my hand up to run my fingers through his brown, thick hair and to my utter relief, he didn't wake up.

I took in a deep breath, before letting my hands wander downwards, towards the reason why I turned around in the first place. I felt his hard muscles when I passed his stomach. Then I finally got to the area I was hoping to find covered, but I didn't. Oh god. I panicked and felt around. Maybe he lost it during his sleep.

I heard a groan and felt Prince Charming's face snuggle into my hair.
"What are you doing?" He asked, his morning voice even sexier than his normal one.

I froze, because I felt him twitch in my hands and quickly let go.
"Where's the condom?" I got to the point and then I felt his breath hitch. Oh no.
"I- I didn't use one." He informed me and I sat up in order to have a good look at him.

"You didn't use one? What do you mean 'you didn't use one'?!" I snapped and he had the nerve to roll his eyes.
"I mean, I did not use a fucking condom." He turned his body away from me and closed his eyes again.

"Hey!" I didn't even know his name, what possessed me to have sex with him?! I suddenly remembered why he annoyed me so much. I pushed his back, but he didn't react at all. I stood up, wrapped the towel from last night around my body and walked over to the window. I opened the blinds and my eyes hurt from the brightness.

I picked up the closest object and threw it at the sexy stranger in my bed. He groaned and then turned to glare at me, only to have him rub his eyes soon after.
I placed my hands on my hips and stood at the end of the bed.

"Will you calm down? I'll buy you the morning pill in a second. Just let me wake up." He growled and I scoffed.
"And an STD test, thank you." He stopped rubbing his face and sat up after hearing my words.

"STD? I don't have that." He stated and I snorted sarcastically.
"Yes, I'll take your word for it. Ever heard of 'it's better to be safe than sorry'?" I asked him and he clenched his jaw.

"I don't have any STD's." He stated again.
"Have you ever taken a test?" I asked him.
"No, but I don't need to." He said convinced.

"Oh, so running around and having unprotected sex with women doesn't make you feel a little urged to get a test?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I don't usually have unprotected sex. It just slipped my mind last night." He frowned and I shook my head.
"And I'm Santa Claus." I said, making him close his eyes in frustration.

"Okay, you get the damn test. Just stop being a bitch already." He snapped and I glared at him.
"Stop being a bitch? You do realize you could've become a father if I wouldn't have noticed. I could become a damn mother because of this little mistake." I threw my hands in the air.

"Mistake? So you do regret it, huh?" He stood up, not bothering to cover himself. He neared me and I sighed.
"That's not what I meant." I looked into his grey eyes.

"What did you mean then?" He glared down at me. I had trouble coming up with something and he sensed that and when I heard him chuckle sarcastically I looked back up at him.
"Okay, Lilah." He said and clenched his jaw.

"I mean- you won't even tell me your damn name! I don't know what possessed me to have sex with you, but don't act like I'm the bad one here." I snapped.
"So I'm the bad one?" He asked with a glare.

"You're missing the point. You can't expect me to be all happy and proud of what we did!" I argued and he nodded. I saw him look around on the ground and then finally put some clothes on. I just stood there, watching until he finally put on his leather jacket.

"Here for the test and the pill." He shoved a few hundred dollars into my hand and I gaped at him. He looked at me for a few more seconds, before shaking his head and walking away.

"But-" I ran after him and he stopped at my front door. Prince Charming turned around with a sigh. He licked his lips and then looked at me.

"That's it? You're really not going to tell me your name?" I asked him and he looked away from me, his jaw clenched. This man's jaw seems to always be clenched. His eyes roamed my face again and he stepped forward, attacking my lips with his.

He didn't give me any chance to react as he already pulled away. I frowned up at him and he let go of my chin.

"Elijah." Was all he said before turning around and walking away from me.

Elijah...

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"Thanks for coming over. But you know I would've picked up the car later?" Jason said confused after I walked into his house. I shrugged and went straight to the kitchen.

"I know, but I was getting bored anyways." I said, putting out some pans and ingredients for pasta. Jason looked at me and sat down at the kitchen island slowly.

"So what's up?" He asked when I poured some water into the pan.
"What do you mean?" I asked, continuing to cook.
"Well, you're cooking. You never cook for me, unless there's something to talk about." He stated. Damn him.

"Considering the fact that my oven and stove aren't working yet, there's nothing suspicious about me cooking here." I told him.
"Okay. Well, I've been meaning to talk to you anyways." He said, sounding nervous.

"What is it?" I turned around after making sure the food is not burning.
"It's about last night." Jason said and I gulped. Does he know? How would he?

"Go ahead." I said after realizing there was no way he knew.
"The things my drunken self told you. You know- like the dream of mine. It's a stupid one and impossible too. Please just don't tell anyone." I frowned at my brother.

"It's not stupid and if you work hard enough, you can one day have your own gym. You don't need some stupid and arrogant celebrity fighter for that. You'll do just fine without them." I whispered the last part, but I think he heard.

"Okay. Uh, maybe put the knife away." He said and I realised I've stopped chopping the vegetables and started chopping the air in front of my face. Maybe due to the pregnancy hormones? Okay, no I shouldn't think about it like that.

I took the pill, but just to be sure I made an appointment with my doctor tomorrow. She'll make the STD test as well. The pill only cost a few bucks and I have way too much money left. I've been thinking about returning it to Elijah personally or just keeping it. But I knew I had to return it.

"I'm sorry. I didn't get enough sleep last night." I told my brother, who nodded in understanding.
"You can take your old room, you know you're always welcome. Go and take a nap." He offered, but I shook my head.

"I can't. I forgot to tell you that I invited Stacey. She'll be here in a few." I said and Jason groaned.
"Ugh. I knew you never cook for me for no reason." He whined and I laughed.

"She's not that bad. We hang out together all the time." I reminded him and he nodded.
"Yes, but not in my house. Having her in here will bring back memories." He stated.

"Of course. I remember you guys always coming over after school. I had to listen to your arguments every single day." I rolled my eyes.
"Exactly! So why the fuck would you invite her over?" He asked, but before I could answer, the doorbell rung.

I had my reason alright. And he was soon to find out.

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"So how's the food?" I asked my two best friends. It got so quiet that I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to tell them.

"It's-"
"I have to tell you something." I interrupted Jason. Ugh, this was going to be awkward. Besides the fact that I would trust Jason with my life, he is still my brother. I know I wouldn't want to know when Jason lost his virginity, which I bet was back in high school anyways.

"Okay." Stacey raised an eyebrow at Jason, who shrugged. They both focused their attention on me and I swallowed.
"I-" I gulped. This was harder than expected. Get it together, Lilah. I took a deep breath.

"Ilostmyvirginitylastnight." I said it so fast, I doubted anyone understood, but when I heard forks hitting the plates, I knew they did. I turned towards Jason, whose eyes widened.

"And I'm only telling you this, because you made me promise when I got my first period." He gaped at my words.
"Oh yeah, I remember that." He said and I nodded, before looking at Stacey.

"You- Oh my God! Where is the champagne?" She joked and I rolled my eyes.
"Wait, so that means you were a virgin all this time?" Jason frowned and I nodded in confusion. Did he think I wasn't?

"I thought you lost it at college. What type of person doesn't have sex at college? What the fuck did they teach you over there?" He was referring to New Zealand. I stared at him dumbfounded.
"Actual important things. What did they teach you at-"

"Okay, can we talk about that another time? Thank you. Now." Stacey interrupted as she leaned in closer to me.
"How was it?" She asked and I blushed whilst Jason groaned.

"That's my cue. Thanks for telling me, but I don't need to hear details. I'll finish this in my room." He excused himself and Stacey laughed at his discomfort.
"So?" She asked and I looked back at her, my cheeks warm.
"It felt good." I said, before sighing.
"He felt so good." I continued.

"He was perfect. Gentle and careful. I couldn't ask for a better first time. He even stayed the night and I woke up next to him." I told her and she smiled.
"Who was he?" She asked and I gulped. I had no idea about him, other than his name and profession and from the looks of it Stacey saw.

"Oh my gosh. You did it with a stranger?!" She yelled and I could hear Jason from upstairs, yelling 'what?'. Just as loud as Stacey. I blushed even harder.

"Not exactly a stranger. Remember the bodyguard that didn't let me in?" Her eyes widened.
"No way. The one with the tattoos?" She gasped and I nodded. She hit my shoulder playfully.

"He doesn't let you in, but you let him in? Have you guys been seeing each other? Did you not tell me that you were dating someone?" She scoffed and I rolled my eyes.

"No, we've not been seeing each other. I just saw him again last night and it happened." I confessed.
"Wait, you didn't do it in some dark alley, did you?" She frowned and I hit her shoulder.

"No. What do you think of me?!" I asked, making her laugh.
"But seriously, how and where did you see him again and how did it get to that?" She asked curiously. So I told her exactly what happened, including the fact that I finally found out who brought me home several nights ago. By the end of my statement, her jaw almost hit the floor. But she hasn't even heard the worst part yet.

"And the next day we woke up, realizing we didn't use a condom." I said and she gasped loudly.
"You didn't use a condom?!"

"What?!" We heard Jason yell and seconds later I could hear his fast footsteps coming towards us. Great.