All is Lost

Chapter 1: Lean on Me

It's been about three months since I've talked to him. He has made no attempts to answer my phone calls or texts. You'd think that since I was carrying his baby, he would want to keep in contact with me. I guess he just doesn't care about me anymore. Which is crazy, because we used to argue so much about who loved who more, or who cared more. Looks like it was me who won that argument that was fought so many times. 

I still remember the day he left, like it was yesterday. I had just went to the doctor, and found out I was pregnant. I was excited, thinking that he would be just as happy as me. When I told him though, I was proved to be wrong. He started flipping furniture over, and throwing objects at me. I had never seen him so mad. He kept screaming that I was lying, and that I was a whore. After a few hours of violent fighting, he left. I haven't heard from him since. 

Before you ask; Yes, I have thought about what I'm going to do with the baby. As of right now I'm going to give her up for adoption. It was one thing when Justin would've been around to help with money, but I can't provide for the baby on my own. So I've made the decision to do whats right for me, and the baby. 

I was laying on my mothers couch, watching Netflix; I moved in with her about a month ago, when the doorbell rang. I groaned and got up, holding a hand onto my stomach; for being 7 months along, I sure was huge. I walked over and opened the door.

"Hey girl!" It was Taylor, my best friend. She gave me a hug and walked inside. 

"Hey, whats up?" I hugged her back and shut the door behind her. Then sat on the couch with her. 

"I just won two tickets to a concert that's tonight, wanna go with me?" She put on her best puppy dog face. 

"I dunno, I'm not sure I'm up for it.." I bit my lip, I really wasn't feeling good today. 

"Please, it's our favorite band." She begged. I smirked at her.

"who is it?" She handed me the tickets and I smiled as I read them. "One Direction is not my favorite band." 

"I know, I know, but Harry is gonna be there! We haven't talked to him since high school 3 years ago." That was true, it has been way too long since we've seen our old friend. 

Harry Styles, believe it or not, went to the same school as Taylor and I. All three of us were inseparable. Then after graduation, he competed on the X-Factor and became apart of one of the biggest boy bands in the world; One Direction. 

"I guess I'll go." I looked at her, and smiled. She hugged me as tight as she could.

"Go get ready, I'll be back in an hour to get you!" I nodded, then she got up and ran out. I sighed, feeling a little nauseous.

After I took a shower and did my hair and makeup, I stood in my closet trying to find something to wear. I literally had nothing to wear at all. I settled on a simple black dress that was tight on my chest, then just flows down over my stomach to my knees. I curled my hair and just left it cascading down my back. 

Exactly an hour later, Taylor eagerly knocked at the front door. I grabbed my purse and slipped on my converse, then opened the door and smiled. 

"Ready?" I nodded and followed her to the car. "I emailed Harry and told him we'd be there. He said he'd tell security that we were allowed backstage." She helped me in, then got in the drivers seat. 

"That's awesome, I'm so excited to see him." I smiled, it's gonna be great for us all to be together again. 

"I'm excited to meet the other boys." She winked at me then started driving. I rolled my eyes, guys were the last thing I needed to think about.