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it felt like forever waiting for camille to come back with the pregnancy test. it's driving louis mad. he really needed to know whether he'd knocked up eleanor or not right now, because if he did they immediately needed to start coming up with options on what to do. he also needed to start thinking of ways to break it to his dads about his fuck up. louis knew  he was going to be in so much trouble.

for one, sex was an activity he definitely wasn't supposed to be engaging in the first place. and second, he is too young to be a father. louis doesn't want to be a parent at sixteen, and he knows his dads don't want that for him either. but, of course with his luck, he probably managed to screw up the rest of his life as a teenager. was he even going to be able to enjoy the rest of highschool or is he going to be stuck at home caring for an infant?

just the thought of that being the case sent chills down his spine. it's the last thing he'd ever dreamed of. he just hoped this was all some sort of miscalculation or something and not eleanor actually being pregnant, with his child. louis pinched the bridge of his nose, silently praying to himself. as much as he loved eleanor, he most definitely didn't want to have a child with her. that was too much of a responsibility to take on. louis can barely keep his grades up in school, much less take care of a baby.

louis looks over to his side, seeing eleanor who's lying in the bed on her side facing away from him, lost in her own thoughts. liam had come check on them not too long ago, asking if they wanted him to make them a snack or anything. of course they decline, and louis tried to act as natural as possible which actually ended up with him being suspicious. but, luckily liam didn't pry and left them to their devices.

they remained quiet, not even speaking to one another as they waited. finally, after several more minutes, camille returned. she discreetly hands eleanor the test that's wrapped up in the bag nice and snug so that no one can tell what's inside. the everyone crowd into louis' room, while eleanor locks herself in the connecting bathroom to take the test. camille had bought three of them that way they could make sure the results were accurate as possible.

louis waited nervously, pacing his room like a madman while camille and harry sat on the bed, looking at him and sharing glances between one another. everyone was quiet as they waited excruciating minutes eleanor to come out with the results. louis was slowly dying inside, the longer he waited, the worst he felt. he just wanted to get this over with! rip the bandage off and find out what was going on.

several moments went by before they heard the door open, and eleanor steps or of the bathroom. louis is the first one to bolt over to her.

"what did it say?" he asks anxiously. eleanor doesn't answer, her silence making his anxiety spike. did mean it was bad? did this mean they were actually going to be teen parents? were their whole lives about to be completely flipped upside down? louis' mind was going crazy with all sorts of scenarios, the silence from eleanor only feeding into it more. if she didn't say something right now, his head was going to explode.

"let me see the tests." camille says, breaking the silence as she stands up from the bed and walks over to them. the two girls go ack into the bathroom and camille grabs the three tests sitting in the sink, looking over them. harry gets up and peaks into the bathroom, watching her carefully as she stares down at the sticks in her hand. louis watched as well, frozen in his spot. "okay, one line means negative, and two means positive..." she says, trailing off.

"so that means.." eleanor starts. louis growls softly, close to ripping out his hair with the girls' vague responses.

"what? it means what?!" he whisper yells, not wanting to shout and draw liam's attention if he happens to be close by. camille looks over at him with a sad smile.