Meghan's POV
this can't be happening right now. my best friend is pregnant.
noelle was sitting in my arms with tears flowing down her face.
"why didn't you guys use anything?" i asked.
"it was so in the moment. i don't know. i didn't actually think i would get pregnant." she said in between tears.
"what's my mom going to think? and aaron" she cried.
i have so much going on in my life and this is added to it. i don't even know what to say to her. nothing i say can make any of this better.
"what do you want to do?" i asked.
"tell Aaron." she said and i nodded.
my mac was ringing and i quickly went to the couch and answered it. it was Johnson.
"babe how's everything going?" his cute little face popped on the screen.
"good, how are you? how's the tour?" i asked looking over to see if noelle was okay.
"insane. i really wish you were here to see the crowds and watch us perform." he said with a smile on his face.
"im going to talk to Aaron." noelle said leaving the apartment.
i eventually got off face time with Johnson and laid in my own bed for once. i miss having the boys here already and i already miss sammy.
i don't know what is wrong with me. why am i with him? i bet everyone finds me crazy. i went on my phone and checked Twitter, hate hate... and more hate.
i don't think i have ever received this kind of hate before. it's actually disgusting that these girls call themselves fans.
i put my phone down and ended up ordering food by myself. noelle hasn't texted me yet and it's killing me. i know Aaron will support her through everything which is great. if i was pregnant right now sammy would defiantly drop me.
i devoured my food and went into my room just waiting for a text from sammy. i hate worrying about him all of the time. now that we had sex i can't stop worrying. he could be fucking Andrea right now and i wouldn't know.
my head hurts from thinking of the things sammy could be doing right now. he's usually texting me and calling me non stop. ive been sitting in this apartment all day eating and watching Netflix and he hasn't contacted me.
i don't want to be annoying and call him but i don't feel like sitting in this apartment all night thinking of the possible things he's doing.
i need to stop. this is ridiculous.
i checked snapchat to see sammy was with his sister and some girl with too much makeup on. why is his sister here? why didn't he tell me? who's that girl?
why is he not here with me?
damn. im starting to sound like him.
i tried to take a deep breath and just lock my phone. i am defiantly over reacting and need to stop thinking about sammy. i swear this kid as taken over my life and i can't stand it.
i got a call from noelle, finally.
"everything's okay?" i asked.
"yea i guess. we just don't know what to do. there's no way i can be pregnant right now. aaron, he's traveling to meet fans all the time, the fans will hate me." she ranted. she's right. the fans will go crazy about this type of thing. it's like they always love drama and need something to tweet about. and that is deffintly something they would love to stir up.
"so your thinking abortion?" i asked. that is so wrong, but i have no clue what i would do in a situation like this.
"no." i herd aaron scream.
"we're still thinking about it." noelle answered me.
"i hate to ask you this now, but can you ask aaron who that girl is with sammy on his snapchat story." i asked. wow i feel stupid as shit. she's fucking pregnant and i am worrying about sammy and his snap chat story.
"stas, she's friends with Kylie Jenner. ive never really met her but she knows some of the guys." aaron said to me.
i thanked them both and hung up. she's friends with the famous kylie jenner. i don't understand why sammy would want to date someone like me, when he could date her.
i have to call him. just once. just to see what he's doing. to make sure he's not doing anything with her.
"hello." he answered
"hi." i said into the phone. scared shitless he will say something mean or hang up on me.
"hey baby. what's going on?" he asked.
"i just wanted to call you." i said.
he chuckled, "okay.. how's your day going?" he asked.
"shitty. ive been inside all day."
i herd a girls voice in the back round which was deffintly not Emily telling him to come here.
"i will call you later okay?" he said
"yea sure." i said hanging up.
i hate this. i hate him being with other girls. i fucking hate it. it's his damn fault. if he didn't cheat on my twice i would be fine with it and not this crazy.
he didn't even tell me Emily was here.
i just want to show up to wherever he is so i can show the girl that he's mine. fuck, I sound inane.
i got ready and texted cameron asking if he wanted to chill. i can't sit in this house worrying about sammy and this girl. it's a waste of time and energy.
Cameron texted back, 'me and nash are actually going to our friend nates party. you can come along with us :) '
i agreed and changed into a black dress and heels and did my makeup and hair.
after waiting which seems like hours cameron and nash picked me up.
"i feel like we haven't seen each other in forever," nash said as i got into the car.
"i know. i missed you guys."
