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There are going to be some POV changes in here.

Vivian's POV (3 weeks later)

"What answer did you get for question 33?" Thea asks, the question paper in one hand while the other holds a pen.

"65 meters." Alex answers, ticking the question.

"I got that too!" Ray butts in.

"Me too." I tick the question too.

"I got 7. I got fucking 7!" Dustin grumbles, throwing the question paper away. "Let's not discuss this please. It was the last exam. Let's go out and enjoy."

"Yes!" Everyone cheers. Except me.

"I guess you all forget, we have a party to attend tonight. Ray, Dustin. Go get your dates. Thea and Alex you both have to come too. It's Kelly's baby shower tonight." I remind them, grabbing my bag.

"But won't there be many people around?" Thea questions.

"The main event is tomorrow. Kelly wanted a simple baby shower too, so she called her best friends, Bennet's friends and ofcource you guys." It was nice of Kelly to do so.

"What about Mr and Mrs Ja-"

"No. It's just us. So be ready by 7. I am going now. Sebastian's waiting for me. Oh and the theme is white!" I wave them all bye and rush out of the campus. 

Sebastian's black car awaits, with the man himself leaning on it, hands folded. He was dressed well, a navy button up shirt along with black pants. The sleeves of his shirt were folded up, making him look ten times hotter. His eyes search for me, once spotting me, a smile comes alive on his lips. 

Once I reach him, his hands pull me into a hug.

"Exams are done." He releases me, opening the car door for me. I get inside, and he runs to his side. Sliding in, he starts the car. "Now we can go on a date." Sebastian had his last exam yesterday, so he had time to plan.

"Date?"

"Kind of. You look beautiful as such, so no need to change."

"Sebastian! We have a party to attend tonight-"

"I know, amour. We will be back in three hours minimum." Sebastian says, taking my hand in his, keeping it on the gear. "Where did you get that ring from?"

"Milan, last year. Ray liked it, so did I. So I bought it."

"Oh. You and Ray are close." He keeps his eyes on the road.

"He is the one who I call first in a problem, he stood with me when my own family left me. I confide in him before Dustin, because Ray listens first. He understands me, cares a lot too. He even-" Sebastian's hold on my hand tightens. That makes me realize that I answered in a wrong way. "He is the real brother figure in my life. So no need to be jealous, nuthead."

A blush comes upon his face, as the dimmed smile now once again comes alive.  

"Let's pretend that didn't happen, okay?"

"Sure." I laugh. 

The car comes to a stop under our building.

"Home?" I ask him. Somehow the penthouse turned to our home, with Sebastian.

"Come on, we are on a time limit." He parks the car in the parking lot, leaving the car then. I follow him. He holds my hand, as we make our way up to our floor. 

He asks me to enter the house first, so I do. There is nothing that stands out. Everything is normal.

"I am sorry if you expected something bigger. But I see how stressed you have been these past weeks. So today you relax, we will talk, eat, enjoy. I guess it's a date because we are together right?" Sebastian makes me sit on the couch, then goes to his room. Returning with a laptop, he sets it on the table. He then makes another trip to get a blanket.

"I love this. Thank you." I say, pulling him next to me. 
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Sebastian's POV

"Sebastian! We have to leave in an hour. What are you going to wear? The theme is white. Did you choose your clothes yet?" Vivian calls out from her room. I shut down the laptop, looking up to see Vivian come out with a bathrobe on.

"There is still an hour left. You go ahead and get ready." I tell her, getting up to keep the laptop back in my room. 

"Help me choose a dress then." She asks, so I follow her to her room. She leads me to her walk-in closet. To say the closet was big is an understatement, oh and it was packed. The whole place was color coordinated. It was then it hit me, how different our lives are. 

"Sebastian." Vivian's soft voice brings me out of my thoughts. "You okay?"

"Yeah. White, right?" I ask, going towards the white rack. I remember Vivian in that white flowing dress, she looked like an angel. 

I pick a dress after searching a little Taking a brown belt from another rack, I keep them on the round couch. . A smile comes upon Vivian's lips, seeing the dress. 

"I have the perfect heels for this. Holy shit, you should pick all my clothes from now on. Now get out of here. I need to change and get ready. You better get ready by the time I am done." She says, pushing me out of her closet and room. "Oh! And can you please get me some Doritos?"

That makes me stop and look at her. She shrugs and shoos me away. I anyways hand her the packet and go to my own room. 

Sitting on the bed, I play with the white band on my finger. Vivian had bought it last week, for me. She has been acting weird these few weeks, sometimes laughing out loud for no apparent reason, or once crying watching Final Destination. The exams made her go under extreme stress. 

I pick up the picture kept on my side table. It is the only picture I have yet of Vivian, in solid form that is. It was the time when she looked at the wall. Those pictures have been my effort from years, to capture all I can. 

Photography is the only passion I acquired from my father. 

"Dmitri, I have a present for you, son." I run towards the voice of dad. He picks me up, placing me on his lap while his hand was on my head. 

"What is it?" I ask, trying to peek at the pack kept near his foot. Ma sat in front of us, a glass of water in her hand. 

"Dmitri, let him have water first." She says, handing dad the glass. He takes it, placing a kiss on Ma's cheek. He drinks it, keeping the glass on the table.

"Keep this safe, okay?" He picks up the bag, handing it to me.

I excitedly tear open the package. 

There it was, my first camera. As a 7 year old, it was my utmost precious thing. The camera is still kept in a box, in the last corner of my closet. It was the last gift my father ever gave me. 

I get up to get ready, pulling out a white button up. I already had good pants on, so the shirt was the only concern here. Keeping the top button open, I wear brown shoes. Spraying on some cologne, I leave the room. 

Vivian stands in the kitchen, an empty glass in her hand, which she places in the sink. She comes towards me. Once reaching me, she pulls me down by the collar.

"What?-" I begin to ask, as she closes the top button. "Thank you." 

She moves back. "How do I look?" She asks, twirling around. Her hair was kept down in waves, while her makeup was done perfectly. I cannot understand how someone can wing their eyeliner so perfectly. 

"How is your eyeliner so sharp?" I blurt out. She laughs out.

"It takes practice. Lots at that."

"What happened to the perfect heels?"I ask. She was wearing brown long strap sandals.

"I wasn't in the mood. Also, heels sound too...painful tonight. Let's get going now." She links her arm with mine. I place a kiss on her forehead. 

"Did you eat something?" I ask her, as she takes her purse off the couch.

"No. Are you hungry? We can get something if you want." She says as we make our way down the building. 

The minute we enter the lobby, Vivian's hold on my hand tightens.

"Sebastian." A whisper from her, I turn to her as she falls. 

Holy shit.

I pick her up, rushing to my car. Oh my god, she was well just minutes ago. Buckling up Vivian in the passenger seat, I drive towards the hospital.

God, please let her be okay.
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Vivian's POV

"Can you hear me, Vivian?" I look up, seeing Dr Joyce's face. What the...?

"Yeah?" I sit up, she helps me. 

"I sent Mr Wilson out. He has gone to get you something to eat-"

"What's the time?" I interrupt her, getting out of the bed.

"Vivian-" She comes towards me.

"I asked what time is it, doctor?" 

"Vivian-"

"Doctor-"

"You are pregnant." She says calmly, pushing me softly to sit on the bed.

Pregnant? Me? How...... This cannot happen. I can't. I place a hand on my flat stomach. A baby...no. I am too young for this. But..

"You have to listen to what I say. You need to be extremely careful. There is a 60 percent chance that your body won't be able to handle this. The only way for you to be able to have this child is to take care of yourself. Each meal is important. Every step you take is important. But in the end it's you decision, if you want to abo-"

"No." I keep my eyes on the white tiles, tears blurring my view. This child will not pay for my mistakes. "Anything else?" I ask. 

"Vivian, child." She laces a hand on my head, "Think about what you want. And be sure of your choice. Take care. If you decision is concrete, then come for check ups every two weeks." She hands me a glass of water. I take it, wiping my tears with the other hand. "And tell him, he deserves to know." 

A knock rattles on the door. Dr Joyce looks at me, asking. I drink up the water.

"Come in, please." She says. A worried Sebastian enters the room with a sandwich in his hand. 

"Thank you doctor. We will be going now." I say, getting up from the bed. Sebastian quickly takes my arm in his. He grabs my purse too.

"Viv-" Sebastian starts.

"Let's go home." I say, taking the sandwich from him.
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