(My P.O.V)
"So what's the matter?" I gulped.
"I bought you two tests." She said, handing me the sticks.
"What do I do-"
"Just... Do your business while you hold them underneath. And take your time."
I nodded and shut the door behind me.
{----}
I heard other voices as I took a while to do what Bailee said, but listened carefully.
"How is she in there?" The voice asked softly.
Liam.
"She's doing fine, Li. I promise!!! Just... Testing, is all."
"Oh. Okay. Well, tell her I'm worried and hope she'll be okay."
"She'll be fine." Bailee said calmly, but I could tell she was probably rolling her eyes.
I'm done.
I looked down and my jaw dropped.
No.
This can't be happening!
I tried the other.
The same results.
I washed up and walked out with the two sticks in hand, my jaw still hanging wide open.
Everyone rushed towards me and asked.
"I'm... I-I'm..."
"You're... What?" They asked anxiously.
"I'm... Pregnant."
"I'm going to be a dad." Liam said in shock.
"We're uncles." Zayn and Louis said.
"I already am." Niall shrugged.
"And I'm going to be an aunt." Bailee added.
I hope they aren't disappointed.
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Stockholm Syndrome
FanfictionIt's just about every girl's dream to have her night in shining armour, to be rescued and live happily ever after. But this isn't that kind of story. There's hatred, jealousy, and revenge. In the end, it may seem like your average fairy tail.. Or wi...
