Who: Amber and Noah. When: Evening (backdated to last night). Where: Amber's house. Summary: She's not feeling well so Noah is going to her. Rating: No clue.
Amber had brought up cancelling their date because she wasn't feeling well. Honestly, the thought of his girlfriend being sick pretty much sucked, but Noah also had an inkling of thought being planted in his head. Somebody in their school had left a pregnancy test in the bathroom and one of the Vipers had found it. Of course, Noah hadn't really thought much of it at the time, but now that his girlfriend was complaining of stomach issues, it did creep back up in his mind. Had they been having sex? Yes. More than most people knew. Had they always been protected? Yes, or at least he had thought so. Of course stuff happened, there was always a risk of the condom breaking and Noah knew Amber being a half sex demon was extremely fertile, and well, him being a Hooker also meant the same. Was Amber pregnant? Noah didn't want to be rude to just blurt it out and ask, but the thought had already been planted in his mind.
So what if she was? How would he feel about that? Honestly, Noah didn't know. That was life altering news and neither of them was in any position to become young parents. What would her parents say? What would Larry say? The thought was petrifying to Noah, but he wasn't the type who would outwardly show it. Just like he wasn't the type who would run off and leave Amber alone in anything she had to deal with. Whatever was going on, even if it was just a stomach bug, Noah would be beside her, where he should be.
With a storage container of chicken noodle soup, a 2 Liter of ginger ale and a six pack of jello in his backpack, Noah was on Amber's doorstep, ringing the doorbell. Her parents let him in and told him she was in her bedroom so he made the trek up the stairs and to her bedroom, knocking on it before opening up.
"I come baring a sick kit, complete with canned chicken noodle soup that I microwaved myself, ginger ale and jello."