Teenage Runaway

Chapter 18

Liam realized that Taylor was not going to come back into their room about an hour after she went to take care of  Bentley down the hall.

Liam woke to his phone vibrating under his pillow. It was Niall, calling for the fourth time. Liam quickly answered it and stepped out into the hall.

"Thank god ya finally answered! Listen, we need Taylor over here as soon as possible. Sammy is going to videochat her parents and tell her that we are having a baby and she is going crazy. We need someone who is...well...experienced." Niall rambled.

Liam ran his fingers through his hair. "Um, yeah. I'll send her over."

Gently, he woke Taylor up without waking Bentley. Taylor quickly got dressed and brushed her teeth before running across the street to Sam's house. She entered without even knocking.

Sam sat at her kitchen table with a pillow clutched to her body, a dark computer screen in front of her. Niall was behind her, rubbing her shoulders and telling her that it would be okay.

"How did you do this?" Sam asked Taylor.

Taylor took a seat at the table next to Sam. "Well, I came home from taking myself to the doctors...after I had taken the seven drug store tests, and we had dinner. A boring, awkward dinner. I told my parents that I had to tell them something and I told them that I was going to have a baby. My dad," Taylor inhaled sharply, "My dad looked like he was going to cry, I mean, I was his little girl. My mom just started yelling and told me to get out, so I took my stuff and left." Taylor shrugged. 

Sam looked more scared than she had before Taylor had arrived to help. 

"But, don't be scared by my experience. I was only seventeen. Videocall your parents. Now."

Her parents took the news pretty well. Michelle lit up with excitement, but was disappointed that they did not tell them in person. Niall lied and said they didn't know then. Marty congradulated them and left for work, ending the video call.

"See?" Taylor said to Sam. "That wasn't so bad."

"Before you go," Niall said, "There is something else we want to ask you."

"We want you to plan the wedding." Sam blurted.

"Me?"

"Nothing too extravegant. We want it soon, though, before she starts to show. When will she start to show?"

"Four months is when I started to show...in tight clothes. The skinnier you are, the sooner you show So, how long do I have to plan the wedding?"

Niall and Sam looked at each other. "A month?"

"A month?! Are you crazy?"

"You're really creative," Sam complimented.

"And Liam is always telling me how you don't want to be financially dependent on him forever, so we're kind of giving you a job!"

"If you want it, of course." Sam added to Niall's previous statement.

"I would love to! I'll tell you what, let me go shower and get ready and we'll meet back here around lunch time and we can go dress shopping!"

"Will there be food involved?"

"Of course."

Niall made dress appointments at three high-end wedding dress shops around London, and told the girls to spend as much as they wanted, he wanted the wedding to be perfect. The girls went to all three, trying on almost 100 dresses. Eventually, they ended up going back to the second store and getting one of the dresses that Sam had tried on.