Nothing is ever impossible (Olly Murs and One Direction)

13. The News

Rosie’s POV

SIX WEEKS LATER

It had been 2 weeks since Trevor’s funeral and things hadn’t really recovered since, Olly and I had been having arguments quite frequently, as we weren’t spending time with each other that much. You see, Olly’s tour started in three days, so he was always at tour practise, and I was in my final few months of uni before I graduated, so I was staying up all night in the attic trying to finish my coursework; I was working on my final piece for my art and design final which was due in, in two weeks, and then after that was just finishing everything for my deadline… 14th May… the day of Olly’s birthday. I hadn’t yet told him as I had only found out the other day, I hadn’t been up to it as I hadn’t been feeling very well lately, I was being sick almost every day and I was having frequent headaches, Olly wasn’t around much either so I decided to stay at home with Zayn and Harry, as Liam and Niall were at Jess’s and Louis was at Eleanor’s.

Harry was such a good little brother, he was giving me food when I wanted it… well it was mainly toaster waffles and pop tarts as I was craving those at the moment.

“How are you feeling then sis?” Harry said as he brought me some soup.

“Ahh, a little better now than-“ I was cut short, as I had to run into the loo to be sick…

“Ro, you okay in there?” Harry shouted from the bedroom. I didn’t answer.

“Rosie?” Harry said as he opened the door. I was sat down by the loo. He came and sat next to me rubbing my back. “This isn’t normal Ro, how long you been like this for now? 5 days?” are you sure your not just ill?” he said to me as I threw up again.

“No, no I’ll be fine tomorrow, promise.” I replied, pushing an ever growing thought to the back of my mind.

“You’ve been saying that for three days now, are you sure you’re not…well-“

“No Harry, don’t be absurd-“

“What?” he questioned

“Of course I’m not… well I don’t think I’m…pregnant!” I said to him, struggling to get the last word out.

“Are you sure though?” he questioned again.

“I-I-I don’t know, I mean well… shit!” I said

“Oh shit Rosie! How long?” he said to me.

“Um…” I tried to think. “Barbados!” I shouted standing up. “Olly and I…we… well y’know-“

“Yeah, yeah spare me the details Rosie, hang on then, I’ll get my coat and we can nip into Boots in town.” Harry said getting up off the floor and leaving my room. I put on my joggers and Olly’s big hoodie; I slipped on my converse put on a bit of make-up and did my hair in a messy bun.

“You ready Ro?” Harry shouted form downstairs.

“Yeah just coming.” I grabbed my bag, went downstairs and Harry and I left.

When we got back I went up to the bathroom and took the three tests I bought. Harry knocked on the door.

“Well?” he said.

“Give me a sec Haz.” I opened the door.

“Well, what do they say?” he asked again.

“I don’t know yet, you gotta wait 5 minutes.” I told him

* 2 minutes later *

“Omg, this is taking forever!” I exclaimed.

* 4 minutes later *