Nialls pov
I woke to an empty bed. Where is megan? Suddenly I heard a noise in the bathroom. Not again
"Babe? You okay in there?"
Me and megan have been together a month today, I am head over heels for her.
"Meg? Open the door babe."
I heard the click of the lock and saw Megan lay there in front of the toilet, she looked so fragile. She had been like this for the past two three weeks, she's sick in the morning and then she's fine, she won't go the doctors she keeps telling me she's fine but I'm starting to get worried.
"Baby, you need to go to a doctor. There could be something wrong."
She shook her head stubbornly using all the energy she had left. Right that was it.
"Megan alicia phillips! You are going to the doctors."
Megan's pov
*two weeks before*
Shit.
Realisation hit me. I sat there i front of the toilet, my throat burning breath smelling and my head spinning.
No.
No.
No.
This cannot be fucking happening.
What the hell am I going to do.
I am two weeks late.
I am being sick every morning.
I had sex two weeks ago.
Shit.
I need to take a test.
*present*
I still haven't taken a test. I can't. I am petrified. I am eighteen and I already have a child, I can't have another one. Me and Niall have been together for a month.
"Megan alicia phillips! You are going to the doctors."
Oh no. I will have to take a test.
What the hell am I going to do.
*doctors office.*
Sitting waiting in the doctors office for the test of my pregnancy test felt like an eternity. I had decided it was best to go the doctors and for Niall to find out there so that I don't have to tell him on my own.
Nialls grip on my hand was really tight as we sat there, he genuinely thinks something is wrong.
Nialls pov
She's pregnant.
I just know it. I remember I didn't wear a condom.
Nice one niall.
How is she going to react if she is pregnant. I would be happy, I love her and I know it would be way to quick but I would love a baby. I just hope she doesn't freak out.
"Megan phillips."
Megan's grip became tighter and she got up pulling me along side her. We sat down in the office opposite the doctor, his expression was unreadable, it felt like time had slowed down as he scanned through her notes.
"Congratulations! Your pregnant."
I felt mixed emotions, I was happy and excited but scared and petrified, I looked over at Megan and she was just blank she had no expression.
"Do you have any idea of how far along you are?"
"A month."
Megan's voice was monotone and blunt. I knew she was right as we only had sex that once, but she was just so blank.
"Okay well if I book you in for an appointment in two months time for your scan then you can go."
"So how does October 28 sound? That's eight weeks today."
"Yeah, that's fine."
"Okay so you know how to get in touch with a midwife don't you?"
"Yes."
"Okay then, well congratulations!"
The ride how was so awkward. Megan just sat there awkwardly, but I was so happy.
Megan's pov
What am I going to do. I can't have another baby. I don't have feelings for niall. I love harry, me and harry have been sorting everything out. We can't be together but we can have fun? Now that's all ruined. Harry is going to hate me when he finds out.
"When can we tell the boys?" Oh no. He wants to tell then. They will all think I'm a slut. They will hate me. Harry. Harry will hate me.
"Urmm.."
"I'll invite them over now and we can tell them."
"Niall I"
"Wow I can't wait. I'm going to be a dad."
As soon as the car stopped I got out. I need to see darcy. I need louis.
As soon as we walked until he house darcy ran towards me and Louis gave me a worried look.
That was it. I just broke down. Lou ran towards me engulfing me in a hug holding me tightly, closely and comfortingly.
"Guess what princess. Me and your mummy are having a"
"Niall! Get out!"
"What?"
"Just get out will you. She is my daughter you don't have the right."
"I'm sorry, I"
"Niall, mate just go home."
