Landrie P.O.V
It was ten o'clock in the morning. Louis was off of his leave because the hospital had deemed me "Perfectly Healthy" Yeah, healthy as a pregnant woman can get. I sat in one of the plush, red chairs in the boy's recording studio, dying of boredom. Simon had given me strict orders not to distract Lou while they were recording.
It's hard not to when every three minutes I get a text like this:
BooBear: Hy bby! How r u? Wnt something to drink?
I would always reply with a no. I don't want soda! I want Lou! I still had morning sickness really bad, so this morning I felt like shit. I just sat there and watched the boys record their music.
"Stop being bitter." Sky teases me. I open my mouth to retaliate, but instead of words flowing out, I gag, and throw up comes out instead. The one thing Sky hates in this world is throw up. She covered her mouth, but I could hear her scream anyway. Being the emotional pregnant woman I was, I started to cry. Which turned into sobbing. The lady at the front desk had already cleaned up the throw up, but there was no way she could clean up my embarrassment.
I sat back down in the chair, feeling exhausted and embarrassed. I heard a door open and before I knew what was happening I felt two muscular arms wrap around me and carry me bridal style down to my car.
"We are going home. You are WAY to pregnant to be coming to the studio." Louis says, taking my hand. "Only twenty-four weeks!" I exclaim. "Still. I don't want you getting hurt again." He says, and I smile.
"Simons going to kill us." He says, handing me a water bottle. I take a sip and look over at him. "So what are we going to do now?"
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"So I was thinking." Lou starts. "Oh no." I laugh, and he glares at me. "So I was thinking that its about time to announce to the fans.." I sigh. "I guess..." "So how are we going to-" "I'll call Simon to schedule an interview..."
Oh no. Here we go again.
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