love again 2 [z.m au]

∞ t w e n t y - f o u r ∞

This is probably the longest chapter I've ever written! It's playing with my feelings, fam.

Evelyn

"I wish I could changed the way I reacted that night. If I wasn't a total jerk, maybe we'd still be together."

Oh. I was not expecting that...

"Fuck," Harry cursed under his breath. "I shouldn't have brought this up. I'm sorry."

I stayed quiet...but what if? What if Harry didn't blow me off the night I told him I was pregnant? My mind immediately trailed back to that day.

-flashback-

"No," I whispered, looking at the four sticks laid in front of me on the bathroom counter. I let out a deep breath as I paced back and forth around the bathroom, my nerves driving me up the wall.

I heard banging from the other side door, making me come to a halt. "Evelyn, hurry up! Are you trying to make us late to school?"

"Can you wait?" I snapped and grabbed the pregnancy tests from the counter and shoved them back into the box before I hid them in the back of the cabinet under the sink.

I swung open the door and shoved my way past Noah.

"Who pissed in your Cheerios?" he muttered before shutting the door behind him.

I made it back to my bedroom and sat at the edge of my bed, contemplating whether or not I wanted to ditch school today. I did not want to face anyone today; especially Harry. He is the last person I want to see or talk to.

And then I remembered that I had an important essay due today in my college writing class and mentally cursed in my mind.

"Okay," I breathed out. "I'll just get through this day and come back home as soon as I can." Saying that uplifted my mood just a tad bit but I've come to a conclusion that I will leave school right after I turn in my essay.

I stood in front of my closet and rummaged through the hangers and yanked a hoodie off from one of them before I pulled it over my head and adjusted it over my body comfortably.

"Evelyn, we gotta leave in ten," Noah informed me, peeking his head through the door. "You okay?"

I nodded, throwing my hair up into a messy bun. "Yeah," I half lied. "I'll be down in a little bit."

He closed my door and I sighed. I'm really not in the mood for school but it's also senior year and missing class will only put me behind.

I looked in the mirror and could care less about my appearance. I look like crap and feel like it too. I grabbed my backpack from the ground and slung one strap over my shoulder before I turned off the lights and headed downstairs.

"You don't want something to eat real quick before you go?" My mom asked me right as I slipped on my white chucks.

I found my car keys hanging by the door and snatched them from the hook. "I'm not hungry."

"Hm, are you sure? You always grab a bite before you go," she pointed out and I shrugged.

"I don't have an appetite."