The Story of My Life

I Hate Hospitals

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while but I've had a lot of school work lately so yeah if it weren't for snowdays I don't know what I'd do with life. Lol. Anyway... here's the next chapter!

Alexa's POV

It's now been a week since I told Louis that I'm pregnant. We've been doing really good lately. I like being his friend. A lot actually. I mean don't get me wrong, I still wish that we were together but until that happens I'm fine with being friends with him.

I woke up this morning with a text from Louis saying.

~Good morning love. I hope you have a good day at school~

Ok. It's kind of obvious that he wants to be more than friends but right now I like it the way it is.

I skipped breakfast today becasue I don't really feel good. And the worst part is that my mom is starting to get worried. She thinks I could be coming down with something. That would be legitiment, if I wren't pregnant. But I am. And she still doesn't know that. She knows that Louis and I are talking though. i think thats somewhat of a start. I'm just afraid of what she'll think. And Louis is too. And I'm also afraid about telling Louis' family.

I soon get taken back by my thoughts from a loud noise. A sound of a locker shutting right in front of me. My locker. I look up at my friend Emma smirking.

"What are you so busy thinking about?"

"Oh nothing,"I lie. She doesn't know about me being pregnant either. None of my friends do. Still only Danielle, Harry and, well of coarse, Louis.

"Well come on lets get to class," she states interrupting my thoughts for the second time today.

"Yeah, ok."

I suddenly get really dizzy but keep on walking to class with Emma, not mentioning it.

We step into the classroom and take our seats. I am so happy I sit next to her in this class. All of the other people are either sluts, bitches, man whores, or all three combined. My teacher, Mrs. S., we like to call her because her actual last name is really hard to pronounce, walks in with her hot pink floural shirt and black pencil shirt and black high heels. She explains what we will be learning about for the week in a slide show and gives us all a paper to do. She lets us choose partners and of coarse me and Emma stay put and work on the paper that our teacher gave us.

I start getting dizzy again and then the next thing I hear is a loud bang and my eyes start to close.

I still hear voices though. Voices of panic. Emma screaming for the teacher and the teacher screaming for the nurse.

Mrs. S. talks to me and says, "It's ok Alexa. Can you hear me?"

I nod my head and start to gain consious again and I whisper in her hear, "I'm pregnant."

She soon starts to freak out and when the nurse comes she tells her. Luckily she was quiet enough that no one heard. Especially Emma. I want to be the one to tell my friends that i'm pregnant. Not my teacher.

The nurse trys to walk me but there is no point of doing that because I soon just collapse again.

I can't see and the only thing I'm worrying about is my poor baby. I feel tear coming down my cheek and then I feel nothing. I just feel numb. And then I feel asleep.

2 Hours Later

I wake up to a beeping sound. I look to my right and see and back filled with liquid and a cord that follows to my arm. I also see a moniter. I realize that I'm in a bed too. I try to sit up but can't because my arm hurts too much. I lay back down with a stubborn look on my face.