Pregnant From One Night Stand Stories Novels & Stories

he said as he tried moving closer to me. “Don’t step any closer!” I yelled, stepping back so fast my desk shifted backwards, “Please… don’t come any closer.” He stopped in his tracks, hands hanging helplessly at his sides. I could feel the sting of tears pressing against my eyelids, but I forced myself to stay hard. I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me break. “You know what? All we had was a one-night stand,” I let out a bitter laugh, “And yes, I got pregnant from it but that doesn't mean anything else is attached to it.” The words came out of my mouth as if I was trying to convince myself and not him.

Still, it would be to my detriment if he was like any other man. He might turn out to be selfish and not care about me anymore after sleeping with me. I've heard several times from my friends that when a woman gets pregnant during a one-night stand, she has only two options. Keep the baby with no one or abort it and experience pain for who knows how long. Neither is good, and I don't want to go through it alone. One thing's for sure: in most of the stories I've heard, the man who spends one night with the woman will leave without having anything to do with her again. It's really like a throwaway. There was no meaning to it anymore.

"I have something to share with you but I'm kinda scared to say this…" "What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything." "I'm pregnant." "You're pregnant?! Wow, I'm so glad." I pulled her into a hug. "No, you shouldn't be. I don't even know who the father is. I know it's against what I stand for but I had a one-night stand while I got drunk for the first time. I thought I just needed to have fun to wash away my pains by drinking but then I woke up the next morning, naked, no man, just money on the bedside table of the hotel I knew nothing about."

“Not yet.” “Okay..” She opened her mouth to say something but stopped. “Jordan say it” “I don’t think–” “Jordan.” She took a deep breath. “How did that happen?.. is it.. is it Dominic’s?” I shook my head “It’s not” “Were you seeing someone else?” “I had a one night stand, Jay. Just one night. That was all it took for him to get me pregnant.” I said gazing at nothing. “Wow!” Jordan was clearly shaken. “So you can have a one night stand?”

My one night stand. And the father of the baby I was carrying. He was harsh and distant and I barely even knew him. He didn't even remember me. ‘Should I tell him?’ I wondered. If he didn't even remember me, what were the chances that he would believe it? I heard of cases like that, even portrayed in books and TV. How women trap or attempt to trap rich men by claiming pregnancy for their child. They were always portrayed as gold diggers, desperate for money or wealth or prestige.

I slowly sat down opposite him. He has never asked me to sit. "How are you feeling? Fine I guess. "I replied, awkwardly. "So...I practically couldn't sleep last night and I was thinking about what to do about the child. Honestly, I've encountered three women who tried to pin down a pregnancy on me....I usually could tell they were lying because they immediately demanded money which I didn't give to them. And then they end up confessing to not being pregnant at all. I'm sorry i didn't use a condom that night.I don't always go raw on women...but you were just...em..."

I replied and they all just look at me. "She's supposed to be a good story teller since she's a writer." Rustin stated. "But you made it sound like we had a one-night stand and I you got pregnant." "Well, we had sex and I did get pregnant." I replied. "Still sounds like we had a one-night stand and I knock you up." Rustin laughed. "What you want me to tell them how many times we had sex? I have no idea. I don't keep track of those kinds of things." I replied.

“Trust me, my story isn’t one you’d want to hear.” He was curious to know “Speak to me” She studied him for a moment. Most men didn’t ask questions—they only took what they wanted. They never cared to listen. But Gabriel… he was different. And that scared her. She let out a heavy breath. “I used to be… a one-night stand.” Gabriel didn’t move an inch. He didn’t even blink. Instead, he simply nodded, waiting for her to continue. “I didn’t plan that life. It wasn’t what I wanted, but… life has a way of making choices for you when you have none.” Her fingers clenched around the bedsheet. “Then one night, I got pregnant.”

She asked. Amber was quiet for a while, trying to digest what Sophia just said. When she realized what this mischievous friend of hers meant, she gasped. "Sophia!" She screamed. "What! I'm being realistic here. Your life will change forever!" "I am comfortable with where I am, Sophia. Come on, do you think it's reasonable to just walk up to him and be like, Mr. Xavier De Vil, I am the girl you once had a one night with, I got pregnant and I've given birth to triplets for you." Amber snapped.