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Chapter 11: Bad & Good news

Chapter 11: Bad & Good news

I was back at the Tomlinson's house, Louis and I made breakfast for his sisters and mum, it was really uncomfortable since I don't cook, but thanked God the house was safe, and we didn't have to call the fire department. We made pancakes and scrambled eggs, and Lottie came to help and prepared the juice. Louis' family was normal - like any other regular family. Zayn's family was too quiet, too shy to speak, sometimes we had dinner and it was very awkward.

Get the fuck out of my mind, Zayn.

We sat on the table, his sisters were very into a conversation about going to America while Johannah, Louis and I talked about a bit of our lives.

"So you're studying laws? You want to become a lawyer? That's interesting!" Johannah couldn't stop smiling at me and after a every bite she took of her breakfast she moaned and licked her lips. I give Louis' all the credits.

"Yeah," I nodded after swallowing, "I'm into stopping cyber bulling and supporting that there should be a law to stop bullying and stuff. I'm doing this for experience and I don't want people getting hurt..." I trailed off, biting my lip and smiled. I know she knew that I was that Chelsea Moore with the Hate Account for his son and band mates, but she didn't seem like she care.

"But you should be a model too, you're hot. That sundress looks better on you than Lottie." Louis' funny mother said with a breezy laugh.

"Gosh, I wish." I rolled my eyes, "And thanks, I should change before it gets dirty. This dress cost you a fortune, I supposed."

"Keep it." Lottie smiled. "Mum's right"

"I agree." Louis pinched my cheek.

I blushed, "Thank you."

I stood up after we all finished eating, I lifted the plates, "No, no I'll wash the dishes, you sit back down!" Johannah quickly went to take them away from me.

"Please, its the least I can do. Louis has been really wonderful with me and so do you."

Johannah sighed and she let me walk into the kitchen, I placed the plates in the sink and I felt like if I spun around hundreds of times. "Babe, you forgot my plate." Louis handed me his plate and I dropped it when I felt myself kneeling. It broke into pieces and Louis quickly knelt on front of me, bringing my face up to his.

"Chelsea are you okay?" He asked.

"No." I shook my head.

"Everything's okay, woah!" Johannah stepped in and looked at the plate I broke.

"I'm so sorry, let me clean this-" I went to take a piece, but Johanna slapped my hand away.

"You'll cut yourself, leave it to me" She said.

"It's not the first time you feel like this, I'm taking you to the hospital." Louis pulled me back up.

"No! I'm fine!"

"I didn't ask you, we're going."

"Louis!" I groaned. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, my face facing his back and I tried kicking his balls, but no avail.

"See ya later, mum." Louis kissed her mum's cheek and started walking towards the door. I looked up to see Lottie waving a goodbye at me. I sighed and closed my eyes, feeling the blood rushing up to my head.

Soon enough we were in the hospital, I was in the bed waiting for the doctor to come with the results. He examined me and the nurses were being annoying, asking Louis for pictures.

"Chelsea Moore." The doctor walked towards me with his clipboard on his hands, "I have bad and good news."

"SPIT IT OUT!" I shouted, my hands shaking. Louis shushed me.

"Good news, you're pregnant." The doctor grinned, "Congratulations!"

My mouth dropped and I covered my mouth, surprised, in shock and excited. I looked at Louis, he was smiling and I could already feel tears of joy streaming down my face.

"You're gonna be a mummy." Louis hugged me.

"B-But wait, what's the bad news?" My smiled faded away.

"You're still eighteen, your body might not be ready... you told me you aren't even married. So you have to be careful and eat very healthy for the creature growing inside you." I nodded.

"Okay" I smiled.

"Okay, so I guess you're ready to leave."

Louis and I made our way to the elevator and I couldn't stop smiling.

"Zayn is going to be happy." Louis smiled, walking into the elevator with me.

"Zayn?" I raised an eyebrow, "He doesn't even care about me. It sucks he's the father."

Oh My God, Zayn and I are having a baby!!! Nononono, it's not okay!

"Listen to yourself, you're being immature." Louis rolled his eyes, "He has to know."

"I won't tell him, and you shouldn't either." I crossed my arms against my chest.

"You're making me do that?!"

"Yes."

As we walked out of the hospital we were surrounded with paparazzi and fans, they were mobbing us. I felt claustrophobic and I was blind since the paparazzi was pushing the camera on my face.

"How did they know?!" I asked Louis - more like screaming.

"I don't know!"

I bet the nurses tweeted... shit.

"Please let me get into my car." Louis begged to the fans, and never left my hand. Someone grabbed my hair and screamed 'Take a picture with me!'

"Well pulling my hair won't get-" Louis shut me up and demanded me to look down.

Well this is exciting!

Author's Note: Hope you liked this chapter. I miss Zelsea though haha! GUESS THE SONG AND I'LL DEDICATE YOU THE NEXT CHAPTER. (Btw, if you wanna ask me stuff find me on Ask.Fm/wankcaster)

"And all the roads we have to walk are winding

And all the lights that lead us there are blinding

There are many things that I

Would like to say to you but I don't know how

Because maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me

And after all, you're my wonderwall"

-Thais xx