Completely Falling (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 41

After a week of being on tour with the boys I was finally beginning to settle in on the tour bus. Harry had the second bunk and I had the bottom bunk, but, despite the great difficulty, we normally ended up on my bed. Every time we kissed of cuddled on the couch one of the boys complained which we found so funny. But, what I found really funny was just how easily Harry was turned on. I guess that when you go a whole week knowing that you can't have sex because it will annoy the other band members, it increases your want to you know... do it.  He would try to get me to do stuff when the other boys were either sleeping or in the other room, but I always refused. We hadn't been able to stay in a hotel yet so there was no time alone. Hell, there wasn't much time together anyways. We really had been blessed this Summer with how much time we got to spend together because their schedule wasn't too busy. But now, the only time we had together was when we were traveling on the bus and most of that time was spent sleeping because the boys didn't have time for that quite often. Almost everyday, there were either multiple concerts, interviews, photo shoots or recordings. 

While they were all busy at work, I was too. With my schoolwork. My online classes took so much longer than the eight hours that it would've taken me at school. All of my work had to be done on my own. We have talked about getting a tutor to help me but so far I was passing with nothing less than a C and that was good for me. Not for Harry, but it was for me. It turns out that all of the boys have a special subject that they are great at! Harry is amazing at History, Niall at English, Liam at Math and science and Zayn was always willing to help me with my art classes and computer design. On average, I spent about twelve hours on homework a day. It sucked.

When I wasn't doing school work, I talked to everyone back at home and I slept. The second week on tour, I was realizing being on the bus twenty four seven was starting to take a toll on me. I have always had really bad motion sickness and now it was getting worse. I spent a lot of time in and out of the bathroom puking. Luckily, Lou Teasdale didn't have to be with the boys twenty four seven so she was there with me at some times and Harry told her to keep an eye on me. He was always worrying about me and although it was getting on my nerves at sometimes, I knew it was just him caring for me. 

Today was the fifteenth day on tour and I had just gotten done with my schoolwork as Lou walked on the bus after getting done preparing the boys for the day.

"Hey babe! what's up?" She asked me as she opened the door to the bus.

"Oh nothing." I mumbled "I just feel like complete and total shit! I can't eat anything without puking it up and the only thing that I want is fried chicken."

Lou looked at me. "Babe I think we need to get you to the hospital. Or at least a doctor. How about we get the doctor on tour with us to check you out. I just want to make sure that nothing's wrong with you." 

Lou always had that motherly instinct about her and it made me feel comfortable to talk to her about anything. Since she was at a lack of a child these past weeks Lou has really been paying attention to me and comforting me whenever I needed it. She was truly my mother on this tour. 

I pulled out my phone and dialed the number of the tour doctor and he immediately came over to our bus to find out what was wrong.

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After two days of hearing this news I was finally ready to tell Harry. Lou was the only one who knew and I was nervous about what Harry would think. What if he didn't want me to be on tour anymore? What if he broke up with me?

I sat on the couch with a bag of animal crackers munching on them. My phone was on and I was checking twitter.

@CassieMPonde: Here goes nothing...

The boys came on the bus after their concert and they were all exhausted. I don't know if this was the right time to tell Harry but it was the only time that I felt comfortable doing so.

Everyone came in the room where I was and sat down around me. The chatter ranged from events from the concert to the boys calling their mums.

"Hey, I don't want to sound rude or anything but can I talk to Harry alone guys?" Every nodded and got up besides Harry of course.

"What's up Cass?" The look of concern was spread all over his face.

"Don't worry, I'm not breaking up with you." I cracked a smile as Harry held my hand and slowly rubbed circles over my knuckles.

"Okay. Good. Because I could in now way want that to happen."

"Harry," I said on a very serious note. I felt like I was going to puke. What was he going to say?

"I'm pregnant."

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So I know that this is the Cliche Fanfic ending but this needs to end before it drags on and gets more boring than it already is. I'm not feeling this anymore so I know that most of you aren't either. But check out my next fanfic Endlessly. I havn't started it yet but it's made so ya know. Save it in your library. 

Lots of Love,

Meredith <3