Opposites.

Chapter 37.

"Babe come on we gotta go to the doctor." I feel Harry shake me lightly. I sit up slowly, my head is still pounding. "Put this on." He says and hands me some running shorts and a sweatshirt. I take my hair down and brush through it before putting it into a high pony tail. I put on my Nike socks along with my Nike Slides. (shoes)

"You alright?" He asks and I nod.

"I just have a headache." I say with a smile. He hands me a banana as we walk out the door. He locks it behind him and I already climbed into his Ranger Rover. The drive to the doctor isn't long, when we arrive its a small clinic. We walk inside and Harry tells me to sit down while he talks to the front office. After about 5 minutes Harry comes back with a lady beside him.

"Hello Delilah. I'm Mrs.Ruffon." She says and shakes my hand. She looks like she's in her late 40's.

"So what's seems to be the problem?" She asks me as I sit on the table.

"Well my head is pounding and I threw up all last night." I tell her and she writes something down.

"Have you been sexuality active theses last couple weeks?" She asks and I blush.

"Y-Yes." I say and she looks at Harry who is also blushing.

"We are going to run some pregnancy test on you." She says and leaves the room. My heart drops, I'm to young to be pregnant. I glance at Harry who is running his fingers through his curls, obviously worried. Harry is told to leave the room as they run test on me. I sit in a room by myself for like 10 minutes before the door opens.

"Hey." I say and give him a smile. Harry walks in and sits by the chair beside me.

"W-what if you're pregnant." He says and looks at me.

"I do-don't know." I tell him and he nods. We are way to young, what if Harry leaves me?

"Okay. We have the test!" Mrs.Ruffon says and stands at the end of the table I'm still sitting on.

"So Delilah, you are currently not pregnant. You just have food poising." She says and I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding. She smiles and Harry squeezes my hand.

"Im going to give you some medicine but you need to take it easy for the next couple of days." She says and gives me a paper. "You guys can leave now. Have a good day." She says and we walk out of the clinic. Harry pulls me into a big hug spinning me around.

"Harry! Stop!" I yell and he instantly stops. "I'm dizzy." I giggle and he picks me up bridal style. He walks over and sets me in the passenger seat giving me a kiss on the forehead before jogging around.

-The next day-

"Harry, go to school." I tell him and he shakes his head no.

"You're sick and I'm not leaving you alone." He says and climbs back in bed with me.

"Harry.."

"Yes?"

"Sarah wanted me to meet her behind the bleachers third period to talk about you." I tell him and turn my head to look at him.

"When were you going to tell me this?" He asks me.

"After I went." I shrugged.

"We can deal with her afterwards." He tells me and I smile at him, I thought he would be mad at me, even if he was he couldn't be mad because I'm sick. I laugh to myself.

"What's so funny?" He asks his hand running though me hair.

"I thought you'd be mad at me, but you couldn't be mad at me because I'm sick." I tell him and cuddle into his chest more.

"Get some rest love." Harry says and kisses my head.

I wake up to a empty bed. I get up slowly and see medicine and water on the night stand, I take it quickly and see a note beside it.

Delilah,

Ill be back soon, take you're medicine and stay in bed. I should be back at 12:30 and I will bring you lunch.

Love you,

Harry.

Where did he go? Ill have to ask him that when he gets back. I lay back down and turn on the television, I decide to watch The Proposal. I check the time, 11:30. Harry should be here in a hour.