Summer Love: One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 15: Drunken Mistakes -2 Days Later-

Mackenzie's P.O.V-

 For the past 3 hours I have been sitting in my bathroom vomiting. I still don't know why I'm getting sick. While I sit on the floor preparing to vomit a flashback of two nights ago hits me. -Harry and I are laying on the couch in our make-out session. I slide my hands up his shirt and manage to take it off. Next thing I know my shorts were across the room.- (Flashback Over) I almost vomit in my mouth, knowing what Harry and I did.

Harry's P.O.V-

I went into the bathroom to check on Mackenzie. "Hey, love. How are you feeling?" I ask. She shrugs. "I think I've figured out why I've been sick," She says. "Why?" I ask. "Do you remember anything that happened two nights ago?" She questions. I shake my head. She gulps. "Well, lets just say I might need a pregnancy test," She frowns. My mouth drops open wide. My girlfriend might be pregnant?!

Mac's P.O.V-

My phone started vibrating in my pocket. I pull it out and answer it without looking at the caller id. "Hello," I say. "Mac, can you do me a favor?' Harry's raspy voice rings in my ear. "Sure," I say. "Can you pick up a pregnancy test?" He whispers. My jaw falls to the floor. "You guys had..." I whisper back. "I'll explain when you get here," He says and hangs up. I get up and slip on my converse. I write a note for Zayn in case he wakes up when I'm gone. I run to the car and take off to the drug store.

Mackenzie's P.O.V-

Mac's on her way now with the test. I can't believe I might be pregnant. Harry and I are sitting on the bathroom floor waiting. When we hear the door open and close we know shes here. "I'm here!" Mac's voice echos. "In the bathroom!" I shout. The bathroom door swings open and shut as Mac tosses me the test, and motions Harry to the living room. 

Mac's P.O.V-

Harry and I go to the living room so he can explain why I had to pick up a prego test. "Explain," I say. He tells me about the club, seeing Noah, the drinking. He explains everything. We continue to wait for Mackenzie to come out. Until we hear footsteps. "Well?" I say turning around. "Positive" She whispers. 

Harry's P.O.V-

"Mackenzie I'm sorry! It's all my fault," I sniffle. "It's okay Harry," She whispers. I get up and wrap my arms around her. I can feel her tears soaking through my shirt. "Shh, it's okay." I coax. She lifts her head away from my shirt and I wipe the tears away from her already red, bloodshot, puffy eyes. "So are we going to have this baby?" I ask. "Yeah, we are." She smiles.