I'm Not Who You Think I Am (A Jack Maynard FanFic) #Wattys2016

Chapter 20

-A FEW WEEKS LATER-

EMILYS POV

This is getting beyond a joke

This is literally the third morning in a row that I have been throwing up

I stand up from kneeling near the toilet

I brush my teeth and use my mouth wash so my breath didn't smell

I throw my hair up into a messy bun

Today was going to be one of those days where I really don't give a shit about what I look like

It was about 8:45 and Conor was still in bed and so was Jack, who had officially moved back in

I walk back to my room, which I had stayed in last night in fear of waking Conor up this morning, in case I needed to throw up

I quietly close my door, so I don't wake the boys up and I hear my calendar that was pinned to my door, scratch against it as I close the door

I turn my head to look at it

It was still on July, wow I didn't change it over

I flip over the calendar to August and I look through the birthday's in this month

It was now the 29th of August

I gulp as I look for my period date, forgetting whether I had or hadn't missed it

Conor took me away on the 2nd and we came back on the 9th and I was meant to have my period on the 17th

Thinking back about it now, my period never came but I shrugged it off thinking it would be late

And I was throwing up only in a morning....

No!

No, no, no, no, no

This can't be happening

I start to pace up and down my room

I can't be!

I'm not ready, I'm only 22!

Alright I need to calm down, maybe my period is just late

I sit down and sigh, trying not to panic and cry

There was nobody I could talk to about this

I couldn't go to Oli because he would tell Mikey and I can't go to Mikey because he will kill Conor and probably tell our parents

I can't go to Conor because he might not want a baby, if I am pregnant and I can't go to Jack because again he will tell Mikey

Everyone I could talk to would go and tell Mikey, which is something I want to do myself

I don't want to go to my parents because I would probably get a lecture and then my dad would go and have a go at Conor for getting his daughter pregnant

Right about now would be a good time to have some friends who are girls

I pick up my phone and scroll down my contacts, wondering who the hell I could talk to about this

A notification pops up at the top of my screen telling me that Anna had liked my recent picture on Instagram

Well that is a stroke of luck

But could I really trust Anna not to tell anyone?

I know she is 16 but she has learnt about this in school and she is my friend