How It Ends {l.h}

Chapter 9

Michael's POV

It was a week before we would leave and start touring. I knew I would miss Claire and Grace but then most of all, Anna.

We had lots in common, though she didn't seem those punk rock, she did like bands. The thing about her was that she doesn't look punk rock or girly either. Which made me like her more. I really don't know how to explain her I literally failed in school, my brain's literally empty but I loved the way Anna was.

My phone rang, making me cut out from my thinking.

I checked who was calling me and it was Claire. Claire was my girl best friend. Best buddies.

"Hey what's up?" I say as I answer the phone.

She didn't reply.

"Hello?" I say into the phone. I could hear her breathing, kind of hyperventilating.

"You're making me worry, are you okay?" I ask seriously.

"Mi-Michael." Claire stammers through the phone. I could hear that she was crying.

"Woah woah, Claire? Are you alright?" I ask worriedly.

"Are you parents home?" She quietly asks.

"No." I reply.

"Can I come over?"

"Yeah sure, of course."

"Thanks bye." She replies with a small sigh at the end and ends the call.

Was she alright? Why was she crying? What happened?

I had lots of questions in my head, going over and over and I swear it was the longest 5 minutes.

I heard the door ring and I sprinted to the door to see Claire with tears running down her face, uncontrollably with red nose.

I immediately pulled her into a hug.

"What happened? Did like Calum do something?" I cringed as I asked if it was Calum causing her like this. It would be real bad if she said yes.

She slowly walks pass me and sits on the couch, as I close the door and rush toward her to sit.

She was still crying, whimpering and I rubbed her back with a concerned face. I really had no idea what was going on. AT ALL.

"Well kind of." She suddenly says after she calmed down a bit. I tilt my head not knowing what she meant but as soon as I realized that she was referring to the question I asked earlier, my eyes were wide.

"Wa-wait, Calum?" I stammered and I suddenly stop rubbing her back and make her look up to me.

"Michael, I haven't got my period for over weeks." Claire then bursts into tears.

I sat there, eyes wide open, my jaw hanging down, shocked.

"Wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait wait...... what?" I ask completely shocked.

"Michael help me please. Please." She says and she cries into my shirt. I hug her and bury my head into her neck and rub her back.

"Did you take the pregnancy test?" I ask looking at the fine timing I could ask.

"Yeah, I did. But I haven't looked at it. Here, I have it in my bag. I managed to not look at it. It's too scary." She sniffs and her voice shakes as if she was about to cry again.

I took the pregnancy test which was wrapped with layers of tissues and I carefully looked at it, to see a red plus sign. I sigh in my head, thinking how I should tell Claire. It's obviously a lot for Claire.