<Skyler's POV>

I love Dallas so much, but the funny thing is, I don't regret dumping him. It's almost like I love him so much that I hate him when he hurts me so I want him to hurt. It's stupid, but I still don't regret what I did. The day I promised Christina that I would date Dallas I never thought that it would turn into this much of a mess, but here we are stuck in a giant never ending puddle of problems.

Yet, I don't doubt for one minute that Dally was the best I ever had from the moment he saved me from the Socs. He's just a bad guy with good intentions.

I walk aimlessly out of Dally's home and strut confidently down the streets of Tulsa with my head held high and my belly hidden by my shirt. My black hair blows in the breeze behind me and my eyes are set ahead of me, not looking back. The scent of cigarette smoke and fast food reaches my nose and I realize that I'm at the Dingo. I head straight to the small bar in the back and sit down. Since I'm pregnant I can't drink but I still order a coke so I don't look stupid. A few guys glance my way and I don't turn from their stares. Finally one guy musters up the courage to come over to me. With a tug of his belt and the swipe of a comb against his greasy hair, he walks over to me with a sway in his footing. I bat my lashes and stare right at him. "Hey there gorgeous," he purrs.

"Hello to you too," I say.

"What's a nice girl like you doing here?" He asks cluelessly.

"I'm not a nice girl," I say with a straight face. We make small talk and the old me comes back. The tough side of me with a hint of flirtatious movements and wordings come from me. He places his hand on my thigh and moves it up my leg towards my hips when someone taps Rob's (who's name I learned when he was talking to me) shoulder. Rob and I meet the stern face of Dally.

"What do you want?" Rob asks once again cluelessly. Dallas pulls his own arm back.

"Get your hands off my girl," Dallas says before punching Rob square in the face and knocking him to the ground with blood squirting from his nose. Everyone in the restaurant goes quiet and burn holes through Dally with their eyes.

"What the hell Dally?" I ask angrily. Dallas's expression changes from mad to determined and a little upset.

"Look Skyler Elizabeth, I know I'm an asshole, anyone can say that about me and I know it and I may never be able to change, but when I say that I love you, I fucking mean it, so god damn it Skyler Elizabeth Hills, let me fucking love you!" His says with his voice starting quietly and gradually getting louder. I am silent for a split second with the crowd waiting for my reaction. Dallas has done it again. He's made me fall for him yet again and I don't want to pull away so without regret I grab Dallas's cheeks and pull his face to mine and I quickly connect my lips with his. Dallas pulls my hips to his as the crowd breaks out in cheers that I don't think are necessary and are very cliché but I can deal with it because I am with the one I love most in the world. "Does this mean you take me back?" Dally's asks while pulling away from the kiss. I nod my head and we walk out of the dingo hand in hand.

"Dally?"

"What Skyler Elizabeth?" Dally asks carelessly.

"Am I fat?" I ask. Dally stops walking abruptly and slowly turns his head to me.

"What?"

"With the pregnancy and all," I explain.

"Well you can't help your stomach growing, I mean there a freaking human inside you," Dally exclaims.

"Ya but is it noticeable in big shirts?" I ask. Dally thinks for a second.

"Well that guy in there certainly didn't see it," Dally says. I go quiet and even realize how stupid my questions were. They were so irrelevant and unthoughtful. Dally must of thought I was fishing for compliments. I sigh and we begin to walk together again.

<Chris's POV>

I didn't even think it would happen. The only reason I checked is because of what happened with Skyler and all. This wasn't supposed to happen for a while, but I can't say if I'm happy or sad or angry. In my mind I decide the best thing to do is the call Soda into the bathroom. I try to keep calm, but I find my self full of excitement and scream. "Sodapop!" I bellow. I hear fumbling and a worried Soda yelling my name back. Eventually he makes it to the bathroom all in one piece.

"What's wrong?" He says checking my body for injuries.

"I'm not hurt stupid!" I start. Soda looks at me confused.

"Then what's wrong?" Soda asks.

"Well I'm not sure if it's wrong or not but um Soda take a glance at the sink." Soda walks past me and looks at the object at the rim of the sink. He freezes and I think he is extremely angry. As his name starts to leave my lips a smile slowly stretches across his face. Soda looks up at me with bright eyes. Next thing I know his hands are on my waist and he is lifting me up in the air and spinning me around. When he puts me down our lips connect under the dim bathroom light, then Soda stares deep into my eyes.

"I'm going to be a dad."

A/N Well hot fuck I'm a cliche bastard. Oh well! I don't give a fuck, it's my story and I'll do whatever the fuck I want. Soooooo... AHHHH MOTHER FUCKER SODAS A DADDY!

High school started today fml.

Stay gold💛

Vote and Comment.