Old crush again...but this time I get pregnant

Date: 9/24/2017

I’ve been having this dream multiple nights in a row, probably for three days now. If you hadn’t read my dream “old crush” then you would not know that I had fallen in love with a guy and then we lost touch because he switched schools, then a few years later he texted me only to hook up. Now we go to the same school again together. Dream: we had to do a project together for a class we had, therefor he had to come over so we could work on it together. Surprisingly he did and we started talking about the past. I don’t even know how it happened but we ended up having sex. When we were done, I lied there for a few minutes but got up basically right away. He was shocked and was asking what I was doing. I replied in an annoyed kind of voice and said “i know how it works with you, I’m getting up and changing. You should do the same”. He was a fuck boy, that’s why I told him this. I got changed and went to the washroom then came back and he was still on undressed, only had his boxers on and he was sitting on the floor along the side of the bed. I sat down next to him in silence. After a few minutes we talked again, I’m not sure what of but he eventually got up and got dressed. He left with a sad goodbye and walked out the door. The next day when I went to school, rumours had spread about us sleeping together. I wasn’t upset that people were talking about me but I was infuriated that he would tell. I went to him immediately and asked why he would tell. He said he hadn’t, and he looked genuinely upset. He asked why would I ever want to hurt you. I replied with, you already have, you would do it again and I left. 3 weeks has passed since we slept together and I realized I wasn’t getting my period. Of course I started freaking out and so I went to the doctors to grab a few pregnancy tests. I had tried 3 and all came back as positive. I was shaking and crying. I didn’t get how it could’ve happened. Obviously i knew how but I didn’t want to believe it. (Btw I hadn’t talked to him since the rumours happened). It was a Saturday so I had the rest of the weekend to think. Eventually Monday came and I knew I would have to tell him. I had to get an abortion and I needed a parent to come with me and I couldn’t even think about telling mine. It was lunch break and I was with my friends and I was shaking at the thought of telling him. My friend asked what was wrong but I couldn’t tell her. I didn’t even tell her that me and him slept together. I kind of ignored her question and said I would be back. I seen him across the room and I approached him. I asked if I could talk with him for a second and he was with all his friends and he said sure but he didn’t decide to make a move. I pulled him aside and said alone... his friends then all made and “ohhh” sounds as if he’s gonna get something good out of what I was about to say. That was not the case, not at all. “What’s up?, I thought you never wanted to speak to me again” h asked. Right away I just blurted out with “I’m pregnant”. His face was in shock. He sat down with his head in his hands. He couldn’t speak for a few minutes and I don’t blame him. After a few minutes he started asking himself “how, why, how could this happen”. I sat next to him and said “I’m getting an abortion and I need a parent to come with me... I was wondering if it’s okay with your mom.. i know if I were to tell my parents I’d be dead”. He got up and said that I could come over his place today and we could go once his mom were to get home. I nodded. The bell rang for us to get back to class but we still sat there, saying nothing. Time flew by and I found myself sitting in his room asking when she would be arriving. He said it might not be until later and that I could probably just go home or....i could just sleep over and we’d go in the morning before school. I said yea I’ll just do that and I called my dad and said I was sleeping over at friends house. The hours got later and his mom still didn’t show up. We were both laying on his bed watching a movie and we started talking and we ended up getting closer to each other. We ended up nearly right bedside each other, bodies touching. For some reason we got on the topic of us having sex last time and how good it was and that he was upset that I told him to leave. I was curious about this and asked about it and why. He explained and I instantly wanted to just kiss him so that’s what I did. The kiss was different than last time though, in this kiss it wasn’t just lustful, it was passionate with love. He caressed my body with his hands, every touch making me crave it more. He got on top of me, kissing my lips then down to my neck, then collar bone, then to my chest. He took off my clothes and I took off his. It all happened so fast and before I even knew it, our bodies were intertwined and we were, not having sex but making love. Afterwards we were both laying in each others arms, fully naked. We slept like that until we woke up then we went to the doctors.