Saving Us || l.h

S E V E N T E E N

We all sat staring at my laptop, no one moving. Our phones were ringing like crazy, but no one moved to answer them. My laptop had E! News open, but no one really wanted to believe what we were reading. "You'd think I'd remember taking a pregnancy test that said I was positive." I try to joke but the air was too tense, no one laughed. "This looks so bad." I mumble. "First, contact Twitter to see where hat tweet was sent from, because you obviously didn't tweet that, two, actually no, one call Luke now." Damian says, chucking my ringing phone at me.

I caught it easily, pressing answer after reading that it was Luke calling. "PREGNANT?" He shouts, making me flinch. "Luke, shut up, you're not supposed to talk." I begin. "No! Why the hell did I have to find out from a tweet that I'm a father? Dylan!" "Luke! Shut up! Someone hacked my Twitter, I'm not pregnant. Calm down." I remained calm, trying to keep him calm.

"Dylan! I'm totally okay with being a father but why twit-wait what? You're not pregnant?" I chuckled, leaning back on the couch. "No, and seriously, shut up you idiot. I wanna hear you sing again." "Fine, I love you." "Love you too, now I gotta call Twitter so I'll text you later." I hang up, calling Peter.

"I really hope Luke is the father." He greets. "My Twitter was hacked, can you find out where the tweet was tweeted from? I have a few more calls to make just call me when you find out anything. I changed my password on everything, deleted the tweet, tweeted that I'm not pregnant which no one is paying attention to and pretty sure my brother is running across the ocean to find out how I got pregnant." "I'll call Twitter and get everything sorted out. Good luck with everything else." "Bye Peter." I call my brother, who was hyperventilating.

"Not pregnant." I tell him. "Oh thank god. I would have had to beat Luke up." "BLAKE! Don't hurt my fiancé!" I scold, frowning. I looked at my band, who were calling other people, tweeting or eating. "I'll call you later, can you call everyone else and tell them I'm not pregnant? I need to set up an interview with E! News now, again." "Good luck. Have fun in France. Tell Luke I won't beat him up this time." "Shut up." I groan, hanging up.

I call E! News' office, Regina answering. "This is Regina, how may I help you?" "I need to talk to Lindsay Williams." "Just a moment." I wait for a few minutes before Lindsay answers. "Lindsay Williams, how may I help you?" "This is Dylan, I need an interview with someone as soon as possible, preferably a TV interview." "Is this about he pregnancy? Congratulations!" "I'm not pregnant, that's why I need this interview!" "Oh, I see, I'll see what I can do. I'll call you back within the hour." "Thank you." I hang up, tossing my phone beside me.

"I'm gone a few weeks and I come back to find you pregnant?" We all faced the door, Brad standing there. "BRAD!" I shout, jumping up and hugging him. Everyone else ran over, causing a group hug. "Can't breathe guys." I gasp, being in the center of the hug. Everyone let go, facing Brad. "Where were you?" Damian demands. "The tumor was almost gone, so they put me on chemo for a little bit then removed what was left then monitored it and I'm officially cancer free!" My eyes widened in excitement, hugging him again.

"We are celebrating tonight! What should we do?" "We can't really go anywhere until your interview." Zach points out. I groan, falling over the back of the couch. "Well, we can double up the interview now and mention that Brad is cancer free." I point out. They nod, sitting next to me. "You could have called?" "Lost my phone and I didn't know anyone's phone number by heart." He shakes his head.

"Rude. I have to memorize how many songs and I know all of yours, 5 Seconds of Summers, One Directions, Taylor swifts, and my entire family's and the big interview places numbers by heart and you don't even know ours." I frown. "You all just changed them, I used to know them." "Mine never changed." I point out. "Okay, yours I never knew." He mutters. "Knew it." I sing, standing up. "I need to call Ashton to be updated on Luke. Make sure you all call your families to tell them I'm not pregnant. Please." They nod, letting me leave.