Calamity (One Direction Fanfic) *Coming Soon*

Prologue

>Prologue<

The dimly lite street did not offer the warmth I was so desperately seeking. The comfort did not reveberate off the many people hustling and bustling around the busy street, as it generally did when I was in large crowds. They all seemed to be in a rush, as if it was too little, too late.

That is exactly how it was for me.

The walk I had embarked on, seemed to be soothing a bit of the tension I was feeling. Mainly though, I came out for the late night stroll to collect my thoughts on the whirlwind of events lately.

My feet instinctively lead me into the all too familiar park. Generally, this was where I went jogging and so I knew it like the back of my hand.

Momentarily my thoughts were not clouded, so I took the opportunity to scout out a place to sit down. I spotted a lone bench sitting under a lamp. The perfect setting for me to think about this huge mess.

The crunch, crunch of the leaves beneath my feet relaxed the tension too for just a moment, as I remembered playing in the leaves as a child. The distance closed quickly between the bench with each step I took. Before I knew it, I was sitting on the old wooden bench with the light guarding me from the eerie darkness.

All my thoughts started swimming around in my mind, but one stood out in particular.

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The mirror could not be reflecting me, it was just not possible. The image displayed must be my imagination, a dream, an illusion, a trick of some sort.

Yet, here was all the proof I needed displayed right in front of my eyes. Mirrors do not lie, they only reflect the truth.

My hands were cradling my stomach, ever so gently. The bump protruding from my stomach was clearly visible to my eyes, just not yet registered in my brain.

I was pregnant.

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My hands had instinctively gone to my stomach at the thought of the memory. The evidence had been clearly displayed, but I had no other hints or indications to tip me off that this little miracle had been forming inside me.

I had run three tests just to make sure, and all had come out positive. My worst fear had been confirmed.

The problem does not even end with the baby, it involves all the people I love. I cannot bear to tell them the news, as I know it will just tear them apart on the inside, until they are damaged beyond repair.

The tears started rolling softly down my cheek at that point and I did not bother to wipe them away. Each crystal teardrop was releasing just a touch of the pain from my body, as it escaped from my eyes, helping lift this burden ever so slightly.

My gaze fell down to the ring on my third finger, on my left hand. It was the Promise Ring I had been given by my amazing boyfriend, on our three month anniversary.

The exact words he had said echoed in my mind: "This ring is a Promise Ring. This ring represents my promise to you that I will love you no matter what, even through your flaws. Even though you are perfect to me. I am not saying marriage, just we will be together for a long time, happily."

The very thought of it sent a new wave of emotions through me and the tears kept spilling over.

I did not know how to tell him this without crushing him. Damaging him so deeply that he might just be torn on the inside.

The fact that the baby was not his, but his best friends'.

A/N:

What do you think? Should I continue with it?

~DancingInTheRain29