Niall's Little Sister

Chapter 16

3 MONTHS LATER (Sorry for the big time skip!)

*SUTTON'S P.O.V.*

I've been lying in bed for who knows how long. My stomach hurt like crap and the only time I get up is usually to throw up. 

I've refused to go to the doctor because doctors mean needles. 

My eating habits have been weird too. Sometimes I eat like Niall, and other times I barley eat anything.

There was a knock at my door and then the knob turned.

"Sutton, you need to go to the doctor. You look terrible." I heard Harry say.

"No." I replied.

He came in and kneeled down in front of me.

"Please, it hurts me to see you like this. Just, please." He begged.

"Fine."

"Good, because I had already made the appointment. It's today in about an hour. So get dressed, love."

"What time is it?" 

"Two thirty." 

"I slept in that late?"

He just nodded and I felt sick.

I quickly got up and ran to my bathroom. Harry ran after me and held my hair back. I hated anyone seeing me like this.

After I was done, brushed my teeth and took a shower. I put on some dark blue skinny jeans, a light blue tank top and blouse, a pair of dark blue pumps, blue and gold bangles, and earrings. I did my make up and looked into my full length mirror. I swear, I had gotten fatter.

*SKIP TO DOCTOR*

We had just been called into the room where the doctor would see me. 

A female doctor came in and asked what was wrong. I told her about everything and how long its been going on and she decided to do an ultrasound.

I was told to lay down and lift up my shirt. She put a cold substance on my stomach and then put a tube like thing on top of the substance.

She turned to the screen which the tube-thing was hooked up to and looked at the inside of my stomach.

"Ms. Mercing, I don't think you're sick." The doctor said.

"Then what's wrong?" I asked.

"You appear to be about three months pregnant." 

I was absolutely speechless. I've always wanted children but not this early on. 

"She's what?" Harry asked, stunned.

"Pregnant. Are you the father?" The doctor asked. 

"I-I-I guess. I don't know."

A few minutes, I had the cold substance off of my stomach and we were sitting in the room where I just had my ultrasound. 

I put my hand on my stomach and smiled at the fact that I was going to have a mini me or Harry running around later. It send tears to my eyes.

"Sutton? Love, what's wrong?" Harry asked urgently.

"Nothing. I-I'm just, happy." I replied.

"You, don't really want to have this baby, do you?" 

"Of course I do. Wouldn't it be just, amazing?"

"Well, if that's your decision, then I fully support you."

I smiled as he pulled me into a hug.

I felt my phone vibrating and I pulled it out of my pocket to see that I had a text.

Blocked ID: I don't want you to have that baby. I want it gone!

I gasped and Harry looked at me and then at my phone.

"Who is that?"

"N-Nobody. It's nothing. Can we go now?"

"Of course."

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"What happened? Are you okay?" Niall asked as we came through the door.

"I'm fine." I replied.

"Were you crying?" 

"I'm just, happy."

"Happy that you're sick?"

"No. Promise you won't freak out?"

"I'm not promising anything."

"I'm, pregnant." 

"YOU'RE WHAT?! YOU'RE DEAD, STYLES!" Niall yelled before grabbing Harry's shirt collar.

"Niall! Niall stop!" I yelled.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY LITTLE SISTER?"

Everyone was coming downstairs now.

"Niall, calm down, mate." Liam said as he pulled Niall off of Harry.

"You told me you wouldn't freak out." I said.

"I never promised anything." Niall said.

"Just don't freak out anymore. Please?" 

"Fine. At least its not some weird sickness."

I just smiled and he gave me a hug.

At least Niall already knew. I would still have to tell everyone else.

This seemed like a short chapter and more of a filler. Oh well. I hoped you liked it. Any thoughts?  Please comment your opinions. Oh! And another thing, any guesses on who the blocked ID is? It hasn't come up a lot but he or she still exists. Sutton's outfit is in the external link and a random music video.