Does Colton love me? Does he really love me? In all honesty, I can't even think straight right now. My mind is a mushy mess, as I saunter into my dorm room. It's empty and quiet, just what I need. I close the door behind me, feeling overwhelmed with a million different emotions. I'm happy, but also confused. And disappointed with him and with myself.

I move to my bed and plop myself down on it, hiding my face in the pillow. Colton fucking Thompson loves me. The guy who has never been in love, has never dated anyone in his whole life, the one who preferred hookups over anything more serious loves me. Loves me so much so he was ready to sacrifice his own future as a hockey player and go work for his dad, so he can support me. And our baby.

I turn around and stare at the ceiling, memories are flooding my mind. If only he told me about his trip to San Jose, everything could have been avoided. If only he had sent me even the simplest message to let me know he would return, I would have waited for him to come back so we could talk about our future. Miscommunication was our biggest enemy before, and I honestly hoped we both learned this lesson... apparently not. Blocking his number, I was perfectly aware I wouldn't be able to avoid him forever, just... I needed it to have even the smallest bit of control over my life. While he postponed our talk till the very last minute and then just disappeared for almost two days. How could he expect me to react differently? I'm not someone to sit and wait like an obedient dog and he knows it.

It's my first year of college. He's graduating and moving to another state for his future. Where does it leave me? Alone, heartbroken and a single mom. The perfect combo, I swear. In the state I was in, I wasn't even able to act normally, let alone make any reasonable decisions. Everything became even worse once I realized he's not coming home. Hockey is his life, and I would have never done anything to stop him from moving forward with his dreams. So it hurts knowing he hid his news from me. As if I'm not worthy of his trust... while in reality, the problem is with him. He hadn't told Clay or Drake about the contract signing either, mentioning only his absence on Friday... due to family matters, damn him! No one is asking you to be a blabber mouth, and tell everyone about your plans left and right! There are people who care about you, your friends and your fucking girlfriend, while you continue with your life as if you're still the same closed off boy who trusts no one. Ugh, why does he need to be so confusing all the time?!

Although, am I really better than him? The guy confessed his feelings to me, and I just walked away. I left him on his own in the downpour, not showing even a single emotion. Yay! Ava Mason deserves a fucking medal for the best resting bitch face in the world... It's especially priceless considering it was a tsunami of feelings in my chest. And butterflies resurrected from the dead, doing a happy dance in my belly. I love him too, but my stubborn side won this time and I decided to punish him with my silence. For now.

I sit up straight and look around the room. Do I really want to stay here? I hate Jordan to the core, and even one thought about spending a single night in this room with her drives me up the wall. She's a fucking bitch, and I don't have any respect for her. I can be really mean too, but I would have never done what she did to me. Ever. It wasn't her place to tell him anything... not her place at all.

Slowly standing up from my bed I go to my closet. I didn't have a chance to unpack this morning, so it really makes everything easier. I pull out my things and carry them to my bed. It takes me about an hour to collect everything I have, and I stare at the pile of my things on my bed. There is no way I can bring it all by myself to Colt's place, which means... I will need to come back to my room at least once. With him. And it would be incredible if my precious roommate would be here too. After how she treated me, she deserves me rubbing my happiness in her face. And I intend to be over the moon happy, I have no doubt about it.

At 6:30pm, I take my backpack with my things from my bed and saunter to the door, meeting Jordan right in the doorframe. Her face is tearful, and she has makeup smeared under her eyes. I frown, arching an eyebrow at her. "Wow... and you were the one who told me to think about how I look."

"Shut the fuck up." She shrieks, sniffing and rubbing her face with her knuckles.

"Why?"

"Because I'm not fucking allowed to talk to you, but I'm hardly holding myself back from slapping the shit out of you." Colton. His name crosses my mind at once. Did he say something to her?

"What did he do?" I ask, smiling like an idiot.

"Oh, your fucking boyfriend made sure the whole college stays away from me. No guy wants to look at me, not to mention they are not even talking to me. As if I'm a fucking leper!"

"Colt has power here. His words mean a lot to people. No one wants him on their bad side. Sorry." I shrug, walking around her and strolling to the stairs. "See you later, roomie."

"I fucking hate you!" Jordan yells, as I continue walking without even a second glance at her. The next sound I hear is the door slamming. In all honesty, I don't even feel pity for her. Every action has its consequences, she chose to be a bitch, and now my man is making sure she pays for it. She deserves it.

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Purposefully, I get to his place when he's already home. Colton opens the door, wearing only his sweatpants. His hair is wet, and drops of water trickle down his face and to his chest. I kinda hate him right now, because we need to have a very important conversation, but I can't even get myself together. His naked chest is all my eyes are focusing on. Damn him!

"Hey." He mutters, stepping aside and letting me in. "I was afraid you changed your mind."

"No, I just had some things I needed to do." Yeah, torture you a little for your behavior for example. "Where can we talk?"

Colt furrows his brows, biting his inner cheek. He drags his eyes down my form, taking in my backpack and then back to my face. Confusion and curiosity are mixing together on his face, as he keeps silent for a moment. "Ummm... in the living room." He snatches my backpack, staring me in the eyes. "This is too heavy for you."

"Yes Sir." I roll my eyes, closing the door behind me and following him to the living room.

Once we both sit down on the couch, he turns to face me. "Ava, I'm really sorry for everything. I shouldn't have put off my talk with you about the Sharks. It was a mistake on my part, when I thought I was doing a right thing, letting you shine and not stealing a spotlight from you-"

"That's not how relationships work, Colton. At least not for me." I cut him off, and he swallows silently. "If we're together, we share the good and the bad together too. If you're sad, I want to know why you're sad and help you deal with it. If you're happy, I want to be happy with you too, helping you celebrate your achievements. We both had exciting news that day and it would have been absolutely amazing to celebrate it TOGETHER. I understand where you're coming from, but you really went about it all wrong."

"I thought you would be upset because by signing the contract, it means I'll be moving to San Jose. I didn't want to spoil your moment."

"You wouldn't have spoiled anything. I knew it was going to happen. I didn't have any doubts they were going to sign you." I tilt my head to the side, watching him intently. Colt's eyes are fixed on my face, as if he's even afraid to blink. "You're naturally good at hockey. It's your passion, your driving force, and it's your future. I would have only been happy for you, and also... it would have forced us to have the talk we both have been putting off. We didn't talk about our future, not once, and if only you had told me about the Sharks, I would have asked you what it meant for you and me... We could have figured out a lot of things beforehand... before I realized I was pregnant."

Colton exhales and licks his lips. "I was so used to keeping things to myself, so when we didn't have time to meet... I thought it wasn't a big deal. I could always tell you on my way to my father... and it was exactly what I was going to do. But your roommate dropped a bomb on me, turning my mind into jelly. I had only one thought in mind... I need to make sure Ava will have everything she needs for her and our baby."

"How did this even happen? You pulled out. You came on my ass. How?" This question has been on my mind since the moment I realized I was late. I couldn't grasp how it was possible for me to get pregnant. Was it really just that one time when I let him fuck me bare?

"I don't think it was then." I knit my brows together, my mouth suddenly dry. What does he mean? "In the sin-bin. When I took off the condom, my cum and your juices were everywhere. Remembering that night now... I think maybe it was broken."

"And you didn't tell me?" My eyes are wide like saucers, as I gawk at him in total shock. If he had even the tiniest suspicions about the condom breaking, he should have told me. Everything could have been different.

"I didn't even pay attention to it then! I was too focused on you... on our moment in the sin-bin... on how good it felt... The thought about something being wrong crossed my mind just as fast as it disappeared. The only reason why I even thought about it was the news about your pregnancy."

Our eyes are locked on each other, as we both keep silent. And then I burst out laughing. It's just absolutely ridiculous! "So basically... we had sex in the sin-bin... and it's the place we conceived our baby?"

Suddenly, he moves closer, invading my personal space and draping a hand over my waist. "Say it again."

"We had sex in the sin-bin?" I know it's not that, but teasing him feels too good. "Or we conceived our baby there?"

"The last one." Colt whispers, pulling me to his lap. A hunger in his eyes is consuming, just like the heat our bodies radiate.

"Our baby." I speak quietly and he palms my cheek, bending my head down so we sit forehead to forehead.

"Does that mean you want this baby?"

"Colt..." I mumble, the beating of my heart sounding like the craziest groove. "I'm only eighteen. I don't have a clear vision of my future unlike you... and it's my first year in college. What can I give this child?"

"Your love." The darkest color of his eyes shoots right through my body, and peeks inside my soul. "I'll give you everything you need."

"Aren't we too young? What if it's just... I'm your first love? What if-"

He presses a finger to my mouth, silencing me at once. "There is no what if. I love you, Ava. I love how strong and confident you are, because it motivates me to be the same for you. I love how vulnerable you can be, because I know it doesn't make me weak when I share my worries and concerns with you. It means I can be myself with you, the real me, flawed and hella closed off for most people. Just like you can be yourself with me... When Layla and I found you at the abandoned house, you stayed strong for your best friend... but the second our eyes met, you let down your walls and let me see you... the real you. And I fucking fell in love with you, babe. With a feisty girl who didn't hesitate to slap a total stranger for his disrespectful words. With a compassionate friend who will do anything for their closest people. With a stunning girl who looks incredible no matter what she's wearing. With a naughty girl who is open to experimenting, and is ready to beg and dominate at the same time. With your beautiful soul... and your constant desire to challenge me, to push my limits... You're the only girl in the world I will ever see. Always."

"I love you too." I tell him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "And yes, I think I want to keep this baby."

"Will you go to San Jose with me? I know it's unexpected, but... I will fucking die without you there..."

"Dad already sent me info on a few colleges in California I should look more into... I can transfer there, and continue studying... once our baby is older..."

"First, I love your dad, for real. Second, you say our baby and my fucking dick springs into action." Colt breathes, as I feel his cock twitching under me. "I'm screwed."

"And I'm soaked." I comment, and he instantly stands up from the couch, making me hook my legs behind his back. "What are we going to do?"

"Fuck. Talk. Make love. Talk. And then maybe fuck again."

"I want to know everything about your conversation with your dad." I say as Colton heads to his bedroom. "And about the Sharks."

"I'll tell you everything later." He closes the door behind us and lowers me on his bed. Colt drops on his knees, crawling to me and pulling down my panties. I raise my skirt higher, spreading my legs wider for him. "Now my mouth is going to be very busy... I've been deprived my fucking honey, and now I need my fill."

"Oh my Go-GOD, Colt." I moan his name louder than I even expected from myself. His tongue on my clit does miracles, licking and then sucking it into his mouth. He slurps, adding a finger inside me and then another one. His movements are slow, while his tongue moves faster and faster. "So good..."

"Such a sweet pussy..." His whisper against my clit sends a billion tingles all over my body. "And so fucking mine..."

"Only yours." I echo him, arching my back and closing my eyes as pleasure ripples through my veins. I come in no time, filling his mouth with my juices as he licks me dry.

Panting, Colt plops himself down on his back. A satisfied grin plays on his lips, as he glances at me sideways. "I'm in fucking heaven."

"Not yet." I say, taking off my clothes and throwing everything on the floor. "Take your clothes off."

"Clothes?" He chuckles, taking off his sweatpants and revealing his thick and hard cock. Without any underwear, damn him. "Well?"

"Considering my pregnancy... I think we don't need a condom." I tease and he grins at me with his boyish smile. He doesn't need to know how much I liked our bare sex, at least not right now. He already believes he's a god in bed.

"What did I say? Heaven. What's next?

"I'll tell you something... and want you to fuck me based on how happy my news will make you."

"Is there something better than you loving me back? Better than you wanting to have a family with me?"

"Not better... but I think it will make you a ton happier."

"What is it?" Colt winds his hands over my legs and hauls me to him, nestling between my thighs.

"Did you see my backpack?" I ask and he nods, his fingers skimming along my skin and sliding lower and lower to my pussy. "We will need to go back to the dorm tomorrow... for the rest of my stuff."

"Are you moving in with me?" Colton blinks, inching closer and circling the head of his cock over my clit.

"Yes." I reach over his chest and pinch his nipple between my fingers. "Show me how happy you are about it."

"I'm going to make you scream... and cream, worshiping every curve and line of your perfect body... just as you deserve it." He slides inside me balls deep, and I shut my eyes. I've honestly never been happier.