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The test revealed one red line down the middle, meaning that I was not pregnant. Thank god for that. I start to cry, in relief.
"Oh my god, no." Amy says, putting her head in her hands. She must think that it says I'm pregnant.
"No, look." I sniffle, showing the test to her.
"Oh thank god for that." She sighs.
"Right now you can tell Brad because Connor stills thinks I might be preggo." She says, looking towards the door.
"Wait, but-t , I'm not actually pregnant so there's no rush to. I'm still not ready." I say, the words spilling from my mouth.
She rolls her eyes and puts her hand on her hips.
"Find, I'm giving you a week to tell him, okay?" She says, raising her eyebrows at me.
"Okay, thank you." I mumble.
After we're finished in the bathroom, we take all of our stuff into our rooms. Making sure to dispose of the test correctly, so none of the boys find it. After all the drama, I decide to take a nice hot shower to help me relax.
Once I've showered, I change into some pyjamas and make a cup of tea in the kitchen. Just as I finish making the tea, Brad comes up behind me and hugs the back of me.
"Do you wanna watch a film tonight?" He says quietly, kissing the side of my neck softly.
"Yeah, that sounds nice." I say, smiling as I sip my tea.
He chooses a film and we both snuggle down to watch it. I rest my head on his chest whilst he wraps his arm around me.
It was nice to be close like this with Brad, especially now I'm not worrying about potentially being pregnant with his baby. That was the last thing we all needed.
After the film has finished we both stumble into bed, falling asleep pretty quickly.
*The Next Morning*
I'm woken suddenly by shouting from the living room.
"WHAT IS THIS THEN AIM?" I hear Connor shout.
Rubbing my eyes, I get out of bed and go and see what is happening.
"I DON'T KNOW CON, IT WASN'T ME." She shouts back, with a worried look in her eye.
"WHO ELSE WOULD HAVE BROUGHT A PREGANCY TEST AIM? ON MY CARD!" He shouts again, looking like he's about to cry. Fuck.
Unable to form an answer, Amy puts her hand in her hands. I stumble out of Brad's room and into the living room.
"What's up guys?" I croak out.
"Amy clearly brought a pregnancy test on my card and is lying about it." Connor states, calmer than before.
Why the hell would she buy it on Connor's card? Is she that stupid?
"Con, why are you so angry at me?" Amy says, looking away from him.
"I'm more angry because you're lying to me, I want to talk about this Aim and we can't if you're not telling the truth. I love you and I want to know what's going on." He says, moving closer to her.
"Why do you always assume the worst in me Con?" She says, raising her voice again.
"Why are you so touchy all of a sudden? Is it because you're pregnant?" He says, leaving us all silent.
"NO I AM NOT FUCKING PREGNANT." She shouts
"THEN WHO IS AIM, WHO ELSE WOULD NEED A PREGNANCY TEST?!" He shouts back.
"IT'S FUCKING GRACE, SHE'S THE ONE I BROUGHT IT FOR, OKAY?" She shouts at him and looks over at me, with a sorry look in her eyes.
I hear someone mumble a 'what' from behind me. I instantly turn around to see Brad looking like he's just seen a ghost.
"Brad, I'm-I-I." I stutter, unable to form a sentence.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He says, the hurt clearly painted on his face.
"Because I heard what you said Brad, how it would ruin everything for you. I was scared you'd leave me on my own." I said, the tears starting to form in my eyes.
"That's just talk. Don't you understand I wouldn't leave you, I'd be here to support you." He says, grabbing hold of my hand.
"I'm sorry." I mumble, whilst he pulls me into his embrace.
"Don't apologise babe, did you take the test?" He breathes in my ear, his voice shaking with nerves waiting for my to reveal my answer.
"Yeah, I'm not pregnant." I say, with a sigh of relief.
"Oh, thank god for that." He sighs, hugging me tighter.
After everything blows over, me and Brad decide to stay in whilst the others go out for a few drinks. We sit on the sofa snuggled up with a fluffy blanket draped over of legs with mugs of hot chocolate warming our cold fingertips. The thought of going back home caused me to frown, knowing I'm gonna miss being around him. Brad almost instantly notices this and asks what's wrong.
"I'm just gonna miss you that's all." I say, taking a sip of my hot chocolate, burning my lip in the process. I wince, giggling when I see Brad chuckling at me. He looks down at my lips before putting a hand underneath my chin and kissing them slowly.
I was going home tomorrow and the only place I wanted to be was right beside him, laughing about stupid things like burning my lip on hot chocolate and seeing him smile, not saying goodbye.
Author's Note
'Ello, I can only apologise for not updating in almost a month. A levels will be the death of me but I promise that I'll update whenever I'm able to.
I just wanted to say a little thank you to everyone who's reading and I hope you're enjoying the story so far.
XO
