One Styles

Big Surprise

Vanessa's Pov

It's been about two weeks since the boys' birthday and now it's time to get going back to America.

"Did you like your dinner?" Harry asks as I finish the plate he served me. I nod and smile at him.

I then frown as I feel the food, I just finished eating, come back up. I run to the restroom and spit everything out into the toilet.

I gag and everything comes back out. I feel someone grab my hair and hold it as I throw my food up.

"You know, if you didn't like it you could have told me." He chuckles and I smile at his light attitude.

I clean myself up as Harry cleans up the restroom. "I'm sorry." I say as he comes out of the restroom. "Don't worry about it. It happens." He says and hugs me.

"Are you okay? Is something up?" Harry asks and I shake my head. "I'm fine." I nod and hide my face from his glance.

"Harry, I got to go. I need to start packing up to go back home." I say rushing to my car.

"Fuck." I say and run upstairs this is the third time this week that I've thrown up.

A thought pops up to my head and I quickly shake my head. "No, I can't be pregnant. Please don't let me be Pregnant." I cry and clutch my stomach.

I grab my phone and call a nearby doctor's office. The doctor asks me to go in so she can test to see if I'm pregnant.

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"Vanessa, I'm back with your results." She says smiling. I frown at her attitude towards it.

"Vanessa, You are two weeks Pregnant." She cheers and my eyes go wide in shock. "Oh my god." I say and she Congratulates me.

She gives me pictures of the baby in me. It looks more like a bean than a baby but it's a baby.

I leave the doctor's office and head home in tears. Edward is in my living room with his suitcase packed.

He looks at me and frowns, "What's wrong, baby girl?" He rushes towards me but I push him away and run upstairs to my room.

I slam the door in anger and sadness. Why am I pregnant? Why me? I hear a knock on my door, "What?" I cry and Edward enters.

"What's wrong?" He asks and sits next to me on the floor. Oh shit, I can't tell him I'm pregnant. I can't tell anyone, yet.

Is Edward the Dad? Oh my god. He is the fucking father. Shit he just turned 19 and I just turned 18. I ruined both of our lives.

"Uh I lost my credit card." I say and he chuckles. "Just cancel it babe." He says and kisses my cheek as I nod. "Thanks." I say as he nods.

I finish packing and start thinking about this aby in me. I can't believe I'm pregnant.

I get ready to leave my parents' house and go back to my house. Marcel is at the door and Edward let's him in.

I decided the only person I should tell is Marcel. "Marcel can you help me with my bags?"

I ask and hear him come upstairs as Edward waits downstairs for us.

He enters and I lock the door behind him. "What-" he says but I cut him off with my hand over his mouth. "Shhhhh." I say and he nods a bit scared.

"What's going on?" He asks quietly. "Sit down." I say and he does.

"I need to tell you something very important. The most important thing ever in our friendship. Please don't overreact. Just stay calm until I finish." He nods and I take a deep breath.

I grab his hands and look him in the eyes, "I'm pregnant." I cry and his jaw drops to the ground.

He's left speechless and I take another deep breath. He looks at my stomach to see any difference.

He looks at me and says nothing. He takes a deep breath as he tries to contain himself.

"Are you ready to go to the Airport." "Aren't you going to-" I try saying but he cuts me off.

My best friend's attitude is weird but who wouldn't be weirded out by this. "Let's take you to the Airport." He smiles and grabs my hand.

We walk downstairs and put our bags in Marcel's Car. Edward is in the backseat with his beats in his ears.

He can't hear us so I take the chance and say, "Marcel, please don't tell anyone about this. I trust you. You're the only person I've told." I beg and he smiles.

"I'm the first?" He cheers. "Yes, Can you keep it a secret?" I beg and he nods.

"Just can't believe it." He sighs and continues to drive us to the Airport.

We make it home and I'm so tired. "Fuck my legs hurt." I cry and Edward swoops me up and carries me to my room. "Thank you." I say as he sets me on my bed.

I roll over on my side and rub my stomach. I Can't believe this is happening.

Edward gets into bed with me and wraps his large hands around my body and rubs my tummy.

"Edward when was the last time we had sex?" I ask and he says, "About two weeks ago, on my birthday." I groan and turn to face him. He looks confused and says, "Why did you ask that?"

"Just wanted to know." I smile and he kisses my forehead. "Goodnight baby girl. Love you." "Goodnight. Love you too." I sigh and close my eyes.

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I wake up feeling tired as fuck. I didn't get a goodnight sleep at all. I only have an hour before it's time to leave for school.

I groan and unravel Edward's arms from my body. I crawl over him and I go in my closet. I grab a cute, black tank top and some white shorts.

I put those on and feel someone grab my hips, "Come back to bed." I hear Edward's raspy voice say. He turned me on real quick.

"I need to get ready." I say but he grabs me and takes me to bed. "You're so stubborn. Just let me love you." He moans and kisses my neck a couple times.

"Just five minutes." I sigh and snuggle up to him.

I open my eyes and I grab my phone. The clock says 11:00 in the morning. "What the fuck." I say and get off of Edward.

I throw my phone in my pocket and punch Edward in the chest. "What the hell?" He says.

"You made me late for school by making me go to sleep. Asshole." I say and start to straighten my hair. He sighs and gets up.

"Well we might aswell not go today." He smirks and I agree.