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Jamie was beyond grateful that Keeley still agreed to come to Brazil after he and Roy had been such colossal pricks. He knows Keeley seriously considered not coming at all but when he came to apologize she had been gracious in accepting his apology and decided it was too important a business opportunity to miss. She did tell him that he was to continue grovelling while they were there and she expected to be treated to all the top restaurants and clubs while they were there.
And Jamie was trying to live up to that. Made reservations at 3 star Michelin restaurants and called ahead for private booths at all the hottest clubs. So far they’ve only made it to two restaurants though and both times Keeley had looked more like she was going to be sick than like she was enjoying herself. She just kept telling Jamie that she was so exhausted that it was putting her off her food.
Finally, the evening before they are set to leave and the two of them are walking back to the hotel arm in arm after the last bit of shooting for Nike, Keeley makes a face and complains, “uhg, the street food here is SO fragrant. I can't even see a vendor and I can smell something cooking.”
Jamie sniffs the air and cocks a look at Keeley as they continue walking, “Jesus Keeley! I can’t smell a thing like food. I haven't seen anyone this smell sensitive since I went to Bex’s baby shower.And with how tired you’ve been? I sure hope you and Roy remembered to use protection. You sure you're not pregnant?”
They take two steps before Jamie is jerked to a stop by his linked arm. He turns to Keeley prepared to apologize for his joke when he stops with the words half way to his mouth after seeing her face. “Keeley?” he asks.
Keeley looks at Jamie with a blank look on her face. As Jamie watches her, she seems to redirect her thoughts inward and he sees her start counting on her fingers as a look of panic slowly starts to build across her face. When her eyes finally meet his again all Jamie can read is horror.
“Keeley?” Jamie asks again, “You all right?”
Keeley stares at Jamie another moment before, with a slight tremble in her voice she finally replies, “I think we need to find a chemist. Like. Right the fuck now.”
Jamie’s eyes go wide, “Wait, seriously??!?!?!? What?!??! No, that's not right, you’re a walking Durex commercial when it comes to sex. And Roy was always telling us to wrap our dicks anytime we went out. Literally, that was the only thing he would put in a group chat when we planned to go out. And he must be good about it because even though he had a major ho phase, he’s still kid free. You're telling me, the two most safe sex conscious people I know..”
Keeley cuts him off, “It was my fault, okay. He tried. He had it pulled out and was opening it but I was impatient. I was a mess after everything with Jack, and I’d just had all the funding pulled from KJPR, and that was the day they finished emptying the office, and then Roy showed up with this beautifully written, emotionally vulnerable letter. You know how I like it when men are emotionally vulnerable.”
Jamie grunts and nods his head in acknowledgement.
“So I kinda, jumped him in the drive and drug him upstairs and Im ON birth control… I just needed to FEEL something Jamie. And believe you me, when Roy Kent is fucking you, you FEEL something.”
Jamie shifts uncomfortably but doesn't interrupt as there's a concerning undernote of mania now in Keeley’s tone.
“And I KNEW it was a bad idea, sleeping with Roy. I KNOW he doesn't do casual. It was the whole misunderstanding that led to you and I,” Keeley gestures between Jamie and herself, “hooking up that last time. I was so confused when he kissed me after the Everton match and then walked away and then frustrated when he said he was busy the next day when I asked him out to coffee and then you showed up and… well. You remember. So I knew he doesn’t do casual and he knew I knew he doesn't do casual hook ups so really that whole mess is my fault too and...”
Finally Jamie interrupts and grabs onto both of her shoulders, “Whoa there Keeley. Take it easy. Calm down.”
Keeley takes a deep breath and meets Jamie’s eyes, “I think I really fucked up Jamie. I took advantage of his feelings for me and it fucked him up, and it nearly fucked you guys up and your FINALLY friends, and now I think I’m five and a half weeks pregnant and we really REALLY need to find a chemist because I really REALY dont want to be right because I really really don’t want kids.”
Jamie pulls Keeley into a tight hug and lets her cry against his chest while he rubs her back with one hand and pulls out his phone to look up chemists in the area with the other. Finding out his ex girlfriend was potentially pregnant with his childhood crush/current best friend’s baby had NOT been on his annual football break bingo card.