You Should Be With Me (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 5: A Plus

A month had passed, and I had been hanging out with the boys more often. I spent time with them individually and got to know them a bit more. They became like my brothers. I loved it! I had no siblings, while they all had their own. But we all became like family. Collin didn't like that I was getting too close to them, especially Harry.

The boys had been preparing for homecoming. They were going to perform a few songs. I was so excited for them. Upsettingly, the more I hung out with the boys, the more the cheer girls and other stuck up girls didn't like me. The boys and Collin defended me though. I was glad I had 6 boys who stood up for me. Collin wouldn't always, but Harry would. And when Harry would, Collin would also. Sometimes I think it was more of a jealousy thing. The boys took care of me.

Recently, I had been feeling sick. Nausea, vomiting, and dizziness. The boys would help me if they saw that I wasn't feeling good. Collin would come over on Saturday mornings when I felt sick. He would bring me tea from Starbucks. Zayn and Niall stopped by my house.

"It's so weird that you've been getting sick so often," said Zayn.

"Yeah! No kidding," said Niall with a mouthful of food. He walked in with chicken on his plate.

I ran passed him to the bathroom and vomitted. That was the weirdest thing. I thought about it, then I realized what was wrong. It all made sense now.

I grabbed my phone and texted Collin to come to my house as soon as possible. He said he'd take about 10 minutes. I had woken him up from a nap and he wanted to shower before he came over. He asked no questions. I asked Zayn and Niall if they could take me to the pharmacy. My parents were gone for the weekend and I thank God for that.

We went to the nearest pharmacy and I went in by myself. I grabbed what I needed and paid. The boys tried looking through the bag, but I wouldn't let them. We got back to my house and Collin was still not at my house. The boys went to my room as soon as we got in the house, and I rushed to the bathroom. I opened the box and pulled out the stick. I did what I had to do, and waited for about 5 minutes. The timer on my phone peeped. I read the most shocking thing in the world. I was scared to death.

It all made sense. My sickness, my late period, and the weird disgusted feeling I had when I smelled chicken. The stick had a plus sign on it. I sunk down on the bathroom floor and cried. Collin hadn't used a condom the times we had sex the day of the football game, neither times that night. I was pregnant.

I walked out of the bathroom and into my room. Zayn and Niall just stared at me. They had a puzzled look. I tried to hold back my tears, but I failed. As soon as I started crying, I couldn't stop. They rushed to my side and hugged me.

"What's wrong, love?" asked Zayn.

As soon as I could talk, in between sobs said, "I'm pregnant."

I showed them the pregnancy test. They took it and just looked at it.

After things calmed down, we talked about that night. I told them not to tell Liam, Louis or Harry. I loved them, but I just didn't want them to know since I has just started to get to know them. I trusted Zayn and Niall more with this kind of information. As soon as they left, Collin came. I showed him the test and he slumped on my bed. He looked shocked, then angry.

"I told you not to hang out with those boys! See?! You cheated on me and you got pregnant! What the fuck?! You fucking slut!"

I was shocked. How could he say that I cheated on him? And call me a slut?!

"I didn't do anything with them! How could you accuse me of cheating?! I'd never do that to you!"

I started to cry.