Face Your Luck (1DFF) *book 2*

Morning Sickness.

I gently rubbed my eyes and looked over at the time.

9:00am. Not that late. I sat up and peered around the room. Nice. Too bad I'm going to be living in a bus for the next four months.

Then it came. My stomach growled and water filled my mouth as I bolted to the toilet.

I flung open the bathroom door and collapsed at the toilet, before puking my guts up.

I think the act two weeks meals came up btw.

Eventually I stopped and pulled myself up. I brushed my teeth and went to lay back down on my bed.

My phone vibrated beside me. Niall was phoning me so I picked up.

"Hello?" I said groggily.

"You sound ill?" He asked.

"I just puked up my internal organs."

"Oh dear? What's wrong?"

"I don't even know. I feel like utter shit though."

"Aww babe. I'll leave you to rest and call later okay?"

"Okay! Bye, love you."

"You too!"

I hung up the phone and threw it down on the bed.

Uggghhhh.... I hate being ill.

I unzipped my suitcase and swathed through my toiletries bag for tablets to make me feel better. I flung toothpaste, toothbrushes, tampons, wait when was my last period?

It appears to be late?

Oh dear.

I found the tablets and popped one out. I never even took a drink I just dry swallowed it. Bleurgh. That's disgusting.

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That afternoon I called the doctor. He came up to my room and sat me on the bed and began running tests.

"Okay.." He started, "I can reveal that your actually....."