Twenty three

Yes, I knew there was 89% pure chance that she didn't like me that much and was only letting me around because of the baby in her, she even asked me to leave if I wanted earlier when I was at her apartment but fuck it, I liked her and I wasn't breaking off, not now.

I tried to avoid her after the first day I met her, I fucking tried, I did but she got pregnant and now we were expecting a baby together. I didn't care if I could sleep with any other person but I wasn't going to do that, it was my choice.

"If you want you can fuck her." I told him referring to Jessie while I made my way to the bathroom.

"You know it's funny that you actually think I should be in her room right now but you thought I shouldn't go see Ann. What happened to 'You know how hard those questions are'?" I repeated one of the things he had said earlier to try and stop me from going to see Ann.

"I would have done your assignments on your behalf." I heard him say and it made me turn back to him.

"Oh you would have done that?" I feigned a surprised face."But you wouldn't have when going over to Ann's was the case, would you?" I asked rhetorically but was now really surprised by the answer he gave me.

"Of course I wouldn't, if it were to be a case of Ann, maybe you both will get to your senses after you fail his course just because of an assignment. This thing with Ann, it has to end someday, no fucking way you both can pull off being expectant parents and keeping up with school, it's still early for and abortion, try and convince her man, this shit can't work!" He said to me with seriousness and I don't know if to call this an argument because he was making a good point, he was basically saying the same thing I said to Ann earlier.

"If it does somehow work, great you both successfully made it through her nine months, then what? Who's going to be taking care of the baby, who? you? or her? Does her parents even have an idea that you got her pregnant?" I swallowed at Dylan's last question.

"They don't, do they?" He answered the question himself after I was still silent."And your parents don't know either, is that what you want me to support? Of course I would rather you fuck Jessie, maybe Ann will get jealous and end this thing you two have and she'll probably think of having am abortion as the right choice when you are not there to pamper her u calculated decisions." He said and turned back to his reading desk like he didn't just lecture me right now about mine and Ann's situation.

After I showered and changed into my night clothes, I saw that he was still sitting at his reading desk. I went to the small book shelf in the room where we kept our books and got my notebook to start attempting my lectures questions. I hoped they were a little less harder than they appeared like Dylan said.

Sitting on the bed, I opened my book, my attention was on my phone, I needed to check for the questions on the group's messaging platform for that course. I picked up my pen with my eyes still on my phone, scrolling through the questions, when I wanted to begin with a question, I saw that my book's previous page looked different and there was another handwriting other than mine on 7-8 pages.

It was Dylan's handwriting, did he use my books to attend one of his lectures by mistake? I skimmed through what was written on the pages and they were solvings and solutions and a while different though came.

Did Dylan use my book to do his own assignment by mistake? but he would never make that mistake, he was usually careful with whatever he was doing.

"Hey, Dylan?" I called him and he just turned his neck in my direction as a response."I think you solved your answers on my book by mistake." I told him.

"No, I...."

"Look." I raised the book up and flipped through the paged where his handwriting was. I thought I needed to show him after I heard him say no.

"I helped you solve yours." He said with a sigh after calmly waiting for me to flip through the pages.

"You did?" I watched him nod. "You did, you actually did." I found myself smiling and looking at each of the detailed solutions to the math questions."Thanks man."

"Yeah." He nodded with a dry smile, he looked like he was feeling sleepy and I wondered why wouldn't just go to sleep if he was feeling sleepy, he was 'readaholic' if that word existed."I got bored and decided to help you out." He said in a bid not to be seen as overcaring but he was. I knew he had other things to do if he was really bored, he had books to read both novels and educational books, he had his phone, he couldn't have done it for me even if he was bored, he did it because he actually cared.

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