Wherever The River May Run.

Telling The Boys.

Sang's POV:

Pregnant.

I was pregnant. A strangled sob left my throat as I read and reread that single word over and over again. I had taken 3 tests and they were all positive. I cried harder. How am I going to tell the boys? North? Oh god, he's going to hate me.

I knew North didn't remember the night we'd shared together three weeks ago after that stupid party. He had asked how he got home and I'd realized it right at that moment. After explaining that I'd brought him he asked if I had any trouble getting him to go to sleep and I nearly choked on my spit remembering the night before.

I just shook my head in disbelief and he strolled out of the room before I could get another word in muttering about how he'd make me breakfast for taking care of him, and after he closed the door I really did choke on my spit.

After that I tried to tell him, but we were never alone. And I wasn't brave enough to just blurt out 'Oh, hey North! We had sex the other night and it was amazing so yeah, sorry I forgot to tell you' in front if the rest of the guys.

Yeah, no thank you...

I had woken up one morning about a week ago and rushed out of the bed to throw up. Luckily, nobody was home at the time as the boys were doing hours and by tge time they came to see me I was already feeling much better, so I decided not to mention it.

It happened for the rest of the week and by some miracle none of my academy boys had been around or woken up when it happened so I just kept it to myself.

The boys and I had been watching a movie called "knocked up"  when the main character Alison was in the middle of a report and she threw up before finding out she was pregnant when it hit me and I almost had a panic attack.

The next day at school I had begged Karen to buy me a couple pregnancy tests and gave her the money so she could pay. Karen did so without even so much as asking why and for that I would be forever grateful. She smuggled them into my bag when we were leaving from PE today, and since it was Friday- and nobody had assignments- the guys had decided on a sleepover at Nathan's and now I needed to tell them all I was pregnant...

And that it was North's baby.

I quickly wiped my tears and his the tests, I'd show them after I told the boys. I was in the middle of washing my face when there was a knock on the door and Gabriel popped his head in, taking in the scene before him he pushed the door wide open and pointed at me with a stern look.

"Oy! Trouble, you better not be trying to wash your fucking hair right now! That's my fuckig job and I'll spank that pretty little ass of yours if you even try. I claimed it!" He exclaimed and I giggled half-heartedly but he seemed to notice and his gaze turned concerned as he looked closer, no doubt seeing my red rimmed eyes.

"Trouble, are you crying." He asked me, his voice a lot softer than before but I shook my head 'no'.

"I just got too much water in my eyes, Meanie." I answered back as I shut off the water and dried my face. Not a lie. Tears are water...salty water, but water nonetheless.