Dedication: @FaithMiller because she will KILL me if i don't. love ya babes. :* Hope the chapter is good enough for ya, hehe.
(Next chapter will be dedicated to a commenter too, maybe!)
Carter's POV:
"So, we found a spot on the baby's heart," the doctor comes in, and then holds a picture in front of my face. She points one of her long fingernails to a white spot on the baby. "I know of quite a few babies who have these spots, and they are fine. But, we can't find anything wrong with you. So, it could have something to do with the baby's father...and it would be much easier to figure out if we need to do anything more for the baby if we could see the father..."
My heart skips a beat. "T-the father?"
Dr. Munez nods, her black bob of hair shaking out slightly. "Yes. If not, we're going to have to do quite a few tests on you before we'll feel comfortable releasing you from the hospital."
"He's...he's not in the picture."
Gemma is squirming uncomfortably in the green chair beside the bed. "Carter..." she speaks up.
I shake my head, "No, please don't."
"But...it's for the baby."
"I don't want him here." I bite my bottom lip, before resting a hand over the blue spotted hospital gown on the bump. "Please don't, Gemma."
Dr. Munez looks from me to Gemma, before shaking her head. "I'll give you two a minute." She leaves the room, shutting the door quietly.
"Please, Carter." Gemma gets off the chair and comes near me. She places one of her hands on my stomach. "We have to. If there's something wrong with the baby, then we need to know what's going on. And you're not gonna get released if you have to take all these tests."
"I don't care." I mumble. I grip the sheets as another pain goes through me. "Don't call him."
She sighs. "Alright. I'll go get the doctor."
I rub my stomach. "Please be okay, baby." I whisper. "Please be okay."
~
Gemma's POV:
"What room?" he yells into the phone. "Fuck!" He screams.
I shrink away from the phone. "Four thirteen. And...when you get here...please don't freak out."
"Why?" he mumbles. I can hear him breathing heavily.
"Just please don't."
"I'll be there soon." He says. His voice is gravelly. He hangs up, and I stuff my cell phone back into my jacket pocket.
"She's ready for you." I tell the doctor who's standing in the front office, talking to the other nurses.
"Who?"
"Carter White...Four thirteen."
She nods, "Thanks, dear." She pushes past me and walks into Carter's room before shutting the door behind her. I stand on the wall, biting my fingernails. This isn't going to go well. I can feel it.
"Gemma!" I hear Harry scream.
I look up. My brother's hair is drenched in sweat, and there are scratches up and down his arms. He looks awful. He grabs my wrist, and pulls me towards him.
"Why am I here?"
"P-please don't freak out." I whisper.
His jaw tightens. "Why. The. Fuck. Am. I. Here?"
I get out of his grasp, and knock on the door, biting down on my bottom lip.
No one opens it or says anything so I turn around to face Harry. "One minute."
He rolls his eyes. "I have X-Factor shit to do tomorrow, Gemma! This is fucking ridiculous."
"Please, Harry." I whisper. I can feel tears coming to my eyes, and I wipe at them.
"I'm sorry." He whispers. He hugs me, and his voice softens. "What's going on, though?" He rubs my back, and I grab onto his white shirt. Sand is in it, but I still hold onto my big brother. "How did you even get here?"
"I-I drove."
"Who's ca-"
We're cut off by the sound of someone clearing their throat. "Excuse me?"
I let go of Harry and turn to Dr. Munez.
"She fell asleep." Dr. Munez tells me. "Who's this?" she looks at Harry.
"Uh...this is...this is my brother, Harry." I look down at the ground. "And...he's the father."
~
Harry's POV:
I look from Gemma to the doctor, and back to Gemma. "What?"
"This is the father?" Dr. Munez asks, pointing to me. She presses her lips together before smiling slightly. "I thought he wasn't in the picture."
"He's not." My sister mumbles softly. "He...she doesn't know he's here."
Dr. Munez laughs softly. "Well, we can keep that our little secret for now." She grins. "What's your name?"
"Uh...Harry."
"I'm Dr. Munez." She holds out her hand.
I take her hand and shake it. My head is swarming. "I-I'm not the father." It comes out shakily. "I-I...I didn't get anyone pregnant."
Dr. Munez laughs before she pushes open the door. The room has no lights on at all, and the only sound is the soft breathing from the patient. The heart monitor beeps every few seconds. "Go in." She commands. But I can't. My feet are glued to the ground. Gemma takes my hand and leads me in.
Before we get any closer she whispers, "Please...don't wake her up."
Someone turns the lights on, and my eyes adjust to the lightness.
She's wrapped up in blankets, and her arms have needles sticking in them. Her brown hair is pulled into a ponytail, and the hair that didn't get in the ponytail sticks to her forehead. Her eyes are closed, and even with them closed, you can see the dark circles underlining them. Her face is thin and she's very pale.
"Carter.." I whisper.
I look over at Gemma. She's biting her bottom lip. "I-I promised I wouldn't call you...but...something's wrong with the baby, a-and..." she doesn't finish it, she just starts crying. She looks at me.
"T-that's not my baby." I whisper. I get closer to Carter, and lift up the blankets. Her one hand is laying on her stomach. Her stomach, her once perfectly flat stomach is protruding out. "T-there's not a baby in there."
"Harry?"
I turn around and see Dr. Munez leaning against the doorframe. "Hmm?" I say softly.
"I can take you for testing now, or we can wait until Carter wakes up."
"W-why do I need tested?"
Dr. Munez's smile disappears. "The baby has a spot on it's heart, and it's causing problems for Carter. And, I need to figure out what kind of medicine she needs. Carter's in perfect health, so it has to be something the baby inherited from the father...and...apparently, you, are the father."
a/n: AWWW SNAP. lol, this is AWFUL. okay, so... if i get a few comments, i'll update again tonight. ALSO Y'ALL ARE SUPER DUPER LUCKY. my laptop is about to die! i'm posting this before it actually does die, so here ya go. :(
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