Send My Love to the Dancefloor, by Love I Mean You Gabe

That's What You Get When...

"What?"

I closed my eyes, and looked up again.

"It's me Alex." Gabe said in a weak voice.

I collapsed in his arms.

I needed him more than anything right now.

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6 WEEKS LATER
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A lot happend in the past couple months.

I found Gabe.

I fell in love with him, well I think I did.

I lost someone close to me.

And.....

"I'm pregnent."

"What??"

"Yes, Gabe. What do I do?"

"How did this happen??"

"Backstage at your concert." I hinted.

"Right..."

"But I use pro-"

"I think it broke."

"That explains-"

"Ya." I tired to changed the subject. "Anyhow what am I going to do??"

"Well how far are you again."

"4 weeks."

"And how could you tell again??"

"Well Zoe might have been, and I decide to try one, and well I found out I was pregnent."

"Well.."

"Do I get an abortion?" I asked, unsure of what he would say.

'I don't know, I'll have to think about it."

"Gabe, you have a band."

"Yeah, Pete has a kid and he's in Fall out Boy.

"He's married." I pointed out.

"Well we-"

"No, we've only known each other for 7 weeks."

"I know."

"So what are we going to do?"

"...Keep it."

"Are you sure Gabe?"

He nodded.

I was 20.

And Pregnent.

And going to collage for teaching.

This is super!

ANd that was sarcasim.

I called my friends over and told them the newz, and I sure as hell aint telling my dad, not until he wonders why im getting fat.

This could be a good thing.

Right?