I'm Here, Love (One Direction)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

I woke up the next morning to find myself tucked into Harry's bed. Sunlight burst from Harry's window, almost blinding my eyes. Squinting, I lifted my head to find Harry sleeping by my feet. He was curled up into a ball while I heard the rhythmic pattern of his snores.

"Good morning, Harry." I muttered as I began to try to fully emerge from his bed. It took awhile to untangle from Harry's blankets. As soon I stood up, a feeling of extreme nausea hit me hard. What was going on?In an effort to stop the horrid nauseous feeling, I sat back down and held my face in my hands. Shortly, the nausea subsided before it came back faster than it did before. In a hurry to vomit, I felt my feet heavily (and loudly) stomp on the floor as I quickly made my way to the bathroom.

"What's going on?"  A tired voice came from the door. It was Harry. He gasped at the sight of me throwing up as he walked into the room. His large palm was placed onto my back as he knelt down beside me.

"I'm fine. Just a little nauseous." I groaned as I got up and brushed my teeth. After vomitting, I instantly felt better.

"You need to go lie down. I'll make breakfast with Louis." Harry replied groggily as he rubbed both his eyes.

"No. You should go sleep. Obviously, you're tired."

"Yeah, yeah. Come on, Jess, go lie down." He tried urging me out of the bathroom. I crossed my arms to show that I wasn't moving.

"You want to play like that? Alright." My body was instantly flung over his shoulder as he carried me to his bedroom. "Now, stay here." He laughed as he wrapped me in blankets before walking out. His cellphone began to ring for a few seconds. "Hello? Hi babe." I heard him say. His voice grew quieter as he walked down the hall. It was Catherine. I frowned. How could he love both me and Catherine?

To get my mind off of Harry and Catherine, I began to think of the reasons I vomitted. Maybe it was something I ate last night. No, we only had freshly ordered pizza. Cross that off your list. Or maybe I was just sick. I felt my forehead to check for a fever. Nope, you feel fine. Maybe-

My thoughts were cut off as I ran to the bathroom for the second time. I prayed Harry or Louis wouldn't hear me. I didn't want either of them to worry. After I vomitted again, the word 'morning sickness' hit me. Maybe I was pregnant. Shit.

I stared in the mirror thinking how I could be pregnant. Obviously, I didn't have sex with anybody but James. Maybe it was the day I went to a party with him a week or two ago. I couldn't remember much about those nights since I was drunk. Oh my God. I'm pregnant. My eyes began to water. What am I going to do? I was about to have a huge breakdown before I heard a knock on the door. 

"Jess? Breakfast's ready." Harry said through the door.

"I'll be out there in a minute." I wiped my eyes with the sleeve of my shirt before I left the bathroom.

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The rest of the morning was filled with frequent visits to the bathroom until they subsided around noon. By then, I was almost fully convinced I was pregnant. It was best to do a pregnancy test, though. I sat on the couch and rested my arms on my knees as I cupped my face. What are you going to do if you're pregnant, Jessica? Pull your shit together. Ever since the day I left James, things have been going downhill. Since Harry left the flat to visit a family member and Louis was in his room, I began to break down.

"Jessica?" Louis walked in with a smile on his face. His smile turned to a frown when he saw me sitting on the couch in tears. "What happened?" He asked. I motioned for him to sit down on the couch.

"Louis, you can't tell anyone." I looked him straight in the eye to show I was dead serious.

"I won't." He assured, nodding at me to go on. This was the most serious I've ever seen Louis. I decided to trust him.

"Okay. So you know how I've been vomitting all morning? Well, I think I might be pregnant." I struggled to say my last sentence as my eyes filled with my tears. Louis looked like a big blob now.

"Is James the father?"

"There's nobody else."

"Oh, Jess." Louis pulled me into his arms and rubbed my back for comfort. "I'll go buy some pregnancy tests at the store for you, okay?"

"That would be great. Thanks, Louis." I managed to plant a smile on my face.

"Anything for you." Louis began to put on some shades and a hat to avoid the press. What would happen if paparazzi caught him buying some pregnancy tests? That would of put some bad things on Eleanor, his girlfriend.

"And by the way, Louis, can we keep this between us for now? I don't want to tell Harry yet."

"Of course." He grinned before walking out the door.

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That's Chapter 5! I'll try to post Chapter 6 by tomorrow night. (: xoxo -Marissa