Chapter Eight

Rita's p.o.v

Michael's leaving for college today, and I'm just over two months pregnant now, but the time I finish high school and Michael finishes this year at college I'll be around 7 and a half to 8 months pregnant and be very close to actually having the baby.

"Come here" Michael said, giving me a hug. I didn't think I would actually be able to see him today but his mum and dad said that I could come over, and I was going to be staying for dinner because they wanted to talk to me about everything that's been going on. "I'm really gonna miss you" he said, kissing the top of my head, sniffing slightly.

"Michael if you start crying then I'm going to start crying and I don't want to cry"

"Sorry baby. I'll call you when I get there, and I'll text and call you whenever I can. I promise" he said, putting some hair behind my ear before kissing me softly.

"I really hate to break this up but we need to get going" Michael's dad said. He always drives up with him to make sure he get's there okay.

"Alright I'm coming" he sighed. "I'll call you in a few hours. Bye baby" he said, getting in the car.

"Bye" I said, waving as they pulled off.

"I'm still here!" Taylor said, putting her arm around my shoulder. "Can you settle for the younger Clark?" she asked, smiling at me.

"I guess I can" I pouted, resting my head on her shoulder.