ONE DIRECTION AND I

Dr. Phil

I brushed my teeth practically a hundred times. I bet my mouth was all minty now. I giggled at the thought, and stared at my stomach. I was getting a bump, pretty soon it would be bigger.

I stared at myself. I really hope I didn't go to hell for this, I was catholic. And I'm not supposed to ya know have sex, before marriage.

“You okay?” I turned around suddenly, Zayn was standing in the doorway looking at me weirdly.

“Yeah, I'm fine. Just looking at my bump.”

“Nah, you don't have a bump yet.” He said, staring at my stomach. “There's something else on your mind?” I shook my head, “Come on tell me. Sky.” He said, in that tone that's like 'ya gotta tell me'

“Fine. Okay, I'm worried I'll go to hell for having sex twice!” I said, and he burst out laughing.

“Shut up.” I said blushing, starting to laugh my self. “Stop it Zayn!” I said, and he abruptly stopped and giggled again, I slapped him upside the head.

“WHY WOULD YOU LAUGH AT ME?!” I cried, and he looked shocked.

“Whoah, I'm sorry. But Liam say's where this mustache.” He handed me a mustache, and he put his on. I automatically burst out laughing at him.

“Okay then...” He said, as I laughed. “Sorry I should've remembered your hormones.”

“Oh. The changing emotions..I hate those! I HATE THOSE!!”

“Calm down...” Zayn said, as I opened the toliet. I felt like puking. “I'm a get Niall or Liam.”

“Good idea.” I said before throwing up.

“Whoah, Sky babe you okay.” Liam said, coming into the room.

“Liam's here. Liam, man she's had very changing emotions in the past five minutes, first she's happy, then criey, then laughy, then she was mad, and pukey!”

“Dat bitcch cray!” I said, as I came up from the toliet. “Oh, we're talking about me?”

“You've gone insane.” Zayn said, and I nodded.

“Hope you liked the crazy portion for today.” I said, smiling.

“And that ladies and gentlemen is a Skylar.” Liam said, clapping. I laughed.

“Zayn, Liam since when are you girls? Oh my gosh. The shower curtain is such a gentleman.”

“HURRY UP!” Harry said, and I screamed back.

“I'M GOING AS FAST AS A PREGNANT WOMAN CAN HAZ. CALM YOUR ARSE DOWN!”

“THAT'S MY GIRL! SHE SCREAMED ARSE!” Niall shouted.

“OH SHUT IT HORAN!” I screamed back.

“Yep, she needs mental help.” Someone muttered, as I walked into the living room. Wearing a moustache.

I sat down, and Liam helped us talk.

“I am Dr. Liam Phil, who are you?” He pointed to me.

“Well, I'm definitely not Liam Phil! I'm the Crazy Old Coot, who's married to the carpet.”

“Something simple.”

“Sorry.”

“Hi Sorry!”

“No that's not my name! Whatever!” I said, and crossed my arms. So we got into the feelings part of the program, let's say Niall had a lot of expressive anger. At one point I had to cover Clary's ears for a good 10 minutes, until Liam told him only clean language.

And then we reached the part where we all cry, and hug. And then swear not to tell anyone. Otherwise the awkward part.

“Alright...” We sat there in an awkward silence.

“Let's just go.” I said, standing up, letting the awkwardness leave us.