My eyes were locked with Harry and I was bracing myself for Niall’s announcement. As soon as he said the words, Harry began sputtering his food everywhere making me push my chair back and stand up. I rushed over to Harry and immediately started rubbing his back. He had his pasta all down the front of him and was sculling water trying to recover. I looked over at Niall who was now laughing. I looked over heard Zayn cuss as his drink, which was now dripping in his lap and I saw Louis lying on the floor.
“Are you boys okay?” I mumbled awkwardly, my gaze directed on Louis who was still lying on the floor. He didn’t answer me so I turned my direction to Harry. He was shaking his head, looking at my confused and in denial.
“But Niall, who’d you get pregnant?” I heard Louis say, now propped up on his knees. Niall looked at me with a confused look and Louis followed his gaze and made and ‘o’ with his mouth. “At least it’s your girlfriend and not a fan or something.” He shrugged and let out a small laugh.
“I’m not his girlfriend.” I replied instantly, before seeing the hurt expression cross Niall’s face. I saw everyone look backwards between me and Niall but no one spoke.
“I think we should all get going…” Zayn suggested awkwardly, finally speaking.
“Excellent idea.” Harry snapped, pushing his chair backwards and storming out the restaurant. Everyone looked between all of us awkwardly before I made a dash towards the door after Harry.
“Harry!” I called out after him, finally spotting a figure in the dark with their back towards me. I ran towards him and grabbed his shoulder turning him around. His eyes were filled with anger and he looked scary. I stumbled backwards and everyone else came running out.
It was a very awkward trip home, no body spoke. Harry and Louis were up the front with Louis driving. While Zayn, Niall and I sat awkwardly in the back. It was squishy in the back, even though both boys are skinny, Louis’ car was tiny. Niall brushed his left leg up against mine and I jumped at the sudden contact. I looked at him and he smiled lightly back at me and whispered an apology. I turned my head back towards the window and let out a sigh. Why was Harry so mad? Why did he care so much? Was all I kept thinking about, over and over.
Car came to a stop and we all got out. One by one we walked into the house and passed the lounge room. Louis first, then Zayn, then Harry, then Niall and then me. I was last to pass the lounge and I saw Liam sitting there with a cocked eyebrow and a smirk on his face.
“So you told them then?” He began to antagonize me. I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned my head to look at him. “And by the looks of them, I’m guessing it went well?”
“Fuck you Liam!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.
“Oh, and she gets defensive!” He mocked and began laughing.
“You are the biggest wanker I have ever met!” I started to walk towards him when I heard a stampede of footsteps come down the stairs. The next thing I knew I had two boys holding me back.
“Geez, pregnancy has really gotten to ya hasn’t it.” Liam stumbled towards me and that’s when we all smelt the alcohol on his breath.
“Liam have you been drinking?!” I heard Harry gasp, and I realised he was one of the two boys holding me back.
“What’s it to you all? You all hate me anyway, since I took princess here away from you all!” He pointed at me and then waved his arms around.
“Watch yourself Liam.” I growled, clenching my jaw.
“What are you going to do?” He cocked his eyebrow and took a step towards me. I looked at him dead in the eyes and he came towards me.
“Don’t touch me Liam.” I gritted out through my teeth.
