The pool lights are turned on since it's about 9, the kids will be kicked out of the club soon. I see a couple of drunk guys in the twenties probably, around Harry's age. They look over at me before I have the chance to leave being un-noticed.
"Where you from?" They called me over I looked at them curiously then walk over slowly.
"Canada." I say playing with the elastic band around my wrist.
"Oh, my second guess was heaven." The short-haired brunette man says sipping his beer.
"You're good." I lie. I need to find a way to leave without being rude.
"Wanna stay for a drink?" He asks.
"I can't maybe tomorrow." I speed walk away then once I'm in a spot where they can't see me I start to take off my flip flops and run.
-Nine days later-
"Hurry up, Harry!" I shout banging on the bathroom door. I still need to grab the tooth brushes and hair curler and my makeup... just everything.
We run out of the hotel room with our carry ons and suit cases. The bus is already in the pick up area. Once we get on the bus Liam, Niall, Zayn and Louis are in the back so we sit in the back also. Everyone we came with has already left because I made the front desk give us an extension.
"Forget your towel?" Harry nudges me gently then laughs.
"Seriously?" I close my eyes then look out the window. Goodbye paradise, back to reality. Back to their place where I have to do everything I'm told and I have no one to talk to besides the boys. Back to living hell.
When we arrive at the airport we go through pass port check out, luggage check, and to buy the plane tickets again. Harry and I sit in the waiting area. My stomach growls after skipping breakfast since we had to leave at 6 a.m.
"Can I have some money for food?" I ask getting up from the uncomfortable pleather airport seat. Harry gives me a 10 dollar bill. "Want anything?" Harry shakes his head no. I kiss the top of his head and go to the checkout. I end up buying a Pepsi and M&M's.
"What a nutrional breakfast." Harry says when I sit down. He puts his arm around my shoulder and I lean in closer and closer.
"Oh, God." I say getting up. "Let me go to the bathroom." I think I might've just gotten my period. Luckily, I have a couple tampons in my carry on.
The bathroom is filled with people, nearly as busy when the beef was bad and made over 50% of the people get sick. I don't hear any vomitting so I assume all is fine for now. I walk into one of the stalls. Yep, got my period. Which is kind of a relief because after sleeping with Harry and using no protection getting my period is a really good thing.
"You okay?" Harry asks me when I get out of the bathroom.
"Yeah, it's nothing." I sit beside Harry and continue to eat the M&M's and dirnk the pop.
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"Flight 803, boarding." The announcment comes on. I look at the tickets and notice that it's our flight. Harry and I stand beside eachother. Louis, Zayn, Niall and Liam are behind us with their tickets in their hands like us.
"Ticket?" Asks the man. I hand him my ticket and he nods. "Wait... Alison Blair?" My face turns red. "You look a lot like her, have you ever heard of her?"
"Uh." Harry walks up beside me. "Wasn't she the one who was abducted?" I ask, trying to keep calm and trying to control the color and expression in my face.
"Yeah, you haven't seen her, have you?" The mans asks surveying my face. I shake my head no. "Okay, well thank you and enjoy your flight, Mrs."
I'm given one of the surveys asking if I brought anything illegal on the plane. Oh yes, I would admit to bringing a knife on the plane of in my luggage. So stupid.
"Hey, Ali." Liam says putting his carry on in the cupboard above our heads. "Mind if I sit here?"
"Sure, why not?" I have the window seat again. I lean against the arm rest and fill out the survey before we take off.
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"God, I have to pee!!" I shout once we get into the air port. "Shit, shit, shit!" Now I regret drinking those 4 cups of water, 2 coffees and 3 sodas on the plane.
"We have to get our bags first." Harry holds me in his chest. He smells like sweat and Axe body spray with a mix of Old Spice deodorant. "Then you can pee, lovey." Liam walks past us so only I can see him, he makes a gagging face.
After customs and getting our luggage I run into the bathroom. I haven't bled since the Cuban airport which is weird because I wasn't very heavy then. And then a thought crossed my mind... I'm pregnant.
"Harry!" I run out of the bathroom. "I need to go to a pharmacy."
"Why?" He asks helping me roll the luggage into the van.
"Tampons." I lie. I hate children, I'm so awkward around them and they honestly petrify me. I couldn't have a child, especialy since I'm only 18.
Shoppers Drug Mart has barely anyone in there. Harry wanted to stay in the car with the guys, I don't blame them. If I were a guy pregnancy test shopping certainly wouldn't be my favorite thing to do. Espcially if the kid-- or possible kid was mine.
I walk down the home and pregnancy section and choose out the cheapest yet most effective test. I go into the bathroom there and take the test. I pace back and fourth in front oof the mirror waiting for the positive or negative sign to come up. I look down...
Positive.
(I'm going to try and ending up the story in the next few chapters . Vote, comment, fan ily )
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You're Mine. |H.S|
Fanfiction"You're mine." Harry pushes me up against the wall and holds his hands to the back of my thigh. "Say it." I just stand there, my stomach feeling like it's about to burst with nervousness. "Say it!" He demands. "I'm yours, Harry." My breathes stutter...
