It was as if the world had came crashing down on us. Smothering us until we could no longer breathe. We were both deathly afraid.

"We can't do this. You know that, right?"

I snapped my eyes up to look at the boy I barely knew. All I knew of him was what everyone knew. His name was Yoongi, he was popular, and he was on the basketball team. That's it. That's all I knew of him yet here I am pregnant with his baby.

"We can't do this, Jimin. We can't be parents." He repeated once I hadn't said anything.

I remained quiet as I gathered my thoughts. Maybe he's right. We're too young to be parents. We're still in school, and I highly doubt either of us want to give up our dreams for a baby we hadn't planned.

"Y-you could get an a-abortion." He stuttered out.

That's when the fountain in my eyes broke. Tears ran down my face in a rapid speed. I slowly sat on the bed. My head in my hands as I shook my head. "I can't do that. I'm sorry. I can't."

I felt the bed dip down next to me. Everything remained silent except for the sobs that escaped my mouth.

"So what do you want to do. Adoption? K-keep it?"

He was scared. I'm ruining his life. I made a mess of both our lives in a span of one night. I can't even use the excuse that I was drunk that night. I knew what I was doing, we both did.

"I don't know." I finally whispered. "I don't know what I want to do."

He nods his head running his fingers through his already messy hair. How could I have possibly ended up in this situation? With him out of all people. He was a popular kid. Everyone knew him or at least knew of him. I was a nobody who had two or three real friends.

There was a knock on the door snapping us both out of our thought. Yoongi stood up. He wiped his face with the sleeve of his shirt before opening the door. He only slightly cracked it open just enough for him to see the person.

"Suga would you like to go out with your dad and me." A sweet voice asked.

"I'm with someone right now." He mumbled back. I immediately felt bad. He should be spending time with his family not wasting it with me. I quickly stood wiping away the remaining tears.

"I should get going." I said. Yoongi turned to look at me. He opened the door wider. On the other side stood a small woman. I could see the similarities of the two. "Oh, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to interrupt. You don't have to leave." She hurried to say. I shook my head grabbing my bag pack from where it laid on the floor.

"No, I really should get home." I gave her a polite smile before turning to look at Yoongi. "I'll see you around."

"Yeah." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Just let me know of what you decide." I gave him a small nod before finally leaving his home.