Precious's Point of View
"Josh, I'm pregnant." I said softly, looking up at his perfect features, watching them turn from worried to surprised to... anger.
"No." He uttered a single word, turned, and walked away.
"Josh, the baby is yours!" I cried to his retreating back.
He turned, and calmly walked back over to me. I fell into his arms, relief washing over me. Then he pushed me away in disgust.
I fell to the ground, a crumpled heap of misery, and Josh bent over me. His face bore an odd _expression of hatred and doubt. "I don't want any f***ing baby." He snarled cruelly.
He moved in closer. I flinched, feeling his hot breath on my face. "No one finds out that we were together. No one. Understand?"
I nodded, tears pouring down my face. What else could I do? "J- Josh, when we were together- you said you loved me." I sniffled, feeling so lost, so confused.
A loud, mean sound escaped his lips. He was laughing at me. "Of course I don't, Precious. I just wanted to sleep with you." He said plainly, like it was a matter-of-fact situation.
I let out a weary sob, and buried my head in my hands, rocking back and forth.
"Remember, we were never together." Josh reminded me, sniggering and turning away. "Have fun with the baby!" He called over his shoulder.
Vanessa's Point of View
I lay in my plush bed, staring up at the high ceiling. I had been lying in that same exact position for over an hour, just thinking about Justin.
What will happen? I wondered. Will Justin ever be my boyfriend? Will I see him again after I leave in a few days?
This was all a mystery to me. I had fantasized about this happening on countless occasions, but never, not even in my wildest dreams, had I thought my dream would become a reality...
That was it. I needed to do something. it was obvious I wasn't going to fall asleep as long as I had him on my mind.
Remembering the portable CD player that I had thrown into my purse before the concert, I grabbed it, and pushed play.
I was greeted by Justin's sweet voice singing "dirty pop," and then a "yo." Grinning, I pushed the skip button. I need to listen to a certain song now... "Girlfriend." I hit play, and began to move my head to the beat. Singing along, I heard Justin belt out the lyrics, and I found myself wishing with all my heart that I was that special someone he was singing to.