The Rebel

Chapter 31

We just started our rehearsal today and the contest is in two weeks. So much pressure had been put to the band and to me because of the wedding. Speaking of the wedding, it'll be in another two weeks which cause me to feel great tension in the rehearsals. Liam and I have recovered though he's still in a little bit of pain because of the scar he had. He can't move in a very clumsy way as he was before because he was afraid that the scar will open. Every night he'll ask me to put a bandage on his scar so it won't catch a lot of bacteria but everytime I need to change it, he'll go crazy because the dirty wound will stick on the gauze.

Zayn composed three songs when we were gone. Niall and Louis practiced it and it's their turn for them to teach it to us.

"Alexa, your chords are D, Am, and G. I'll teach you the strumming pattern." Niall groggily said and I kept on wondering why is he like this. He look so stressed and tired. What's going on?

"What happened to you? You look sick." I lifted his face so I can examine and he really look sick because his eye bags are so dark and he's pale.

"Kesha have pregnancy issues. I'm a bit stressed." He sighed and shake his head.

"You don't look a bit stressed. You look...super stressed." I emphasized "Super stressed"

"I haven't sleep these past few days because of Kesha's issues and the whole rhythm of the song. After I came home from Harry's party, Kesha was throwing up all night that she got dehydrated so I have to go out and buy her some medicines. Until this time. I just asked Hailey to look after her for a while and wait for me to come home." He told me.

"Is it.. Is it really confirmed that she's pregnant?" I asked.

"Yeah. 8 weeks already." He exhaustedly nodded.

"But why is she still throwing up? I thought it's only at first? It's been 8 weeks." I worriedly asked.

"We asked the doctor and said it's normal. But I feel worried about her." He said.

What if I got the same situation as Kesha and Liam got Niall's? I wouldn't survive. I can't bear to see Liam in such way as this.

"Cheer up lad. You're gonna be a dad. Be happy." I said.

"I have plans, Alexa. All of us knows that. I wanna get married before having kids and it's like Kesha just disobeyed me. I mean, we disobeyed ourselves." He said.

"But it happened. What could you do? Abort the child and get married then make a new one? That's not easy." I annoyingly said and he shook his head.

"No. It's not that. I just wished Kesha listened to me. If she did that, our future might have been more clear and really precised." He said and seems like the Irish lad is mad.

"Look, I'm sorry. I should've known." I said. "Shall we start the rehearsal?"

The lads nodded and they sat down in their chairs with the microphone aimed on them.

"Derek, ready?" I asked him and he nodded to Gretta.

We started to play and sing the song that the three lads composed. It was easy to play actually. We just finished it by an hour.

"That was fantastic guys! And I love the song. Nice job, Zayn." We clapped our hands to Zayn then Harry ride his back and kissed him.

"Fuck that, man. Not a girl." We laughed at Zayn's reaction and Harry kissed him on the cheeks again then Zayn disgustedly wiped it away.

"Anyway, we'll see each other by tomorrow again." Derek packed his files and locked his briefcase. "By the way, Alexa. Nice garage."

"Such a joker, Derek. Go now. Thank you so much, guys. Bye, Gretta!" I waved my hand and she smiled at me.