A Knock At The Door (Bastille Fan Fic)

Pregnant?!

Layla's Point of View.

I woke up grinning to myself remembering what had happened last night. I walked into the kitchen and found a not on the side from Dan.

'Layla, I have to go to practice for next weekends gig, see you later ;) Dan x'

I couldn't help but smile, then all of a sudden I had the urge to be sick. I ran to the toilet and threw up repeatedly. It was a horrible feeling.

All of these thoughts as to why I was being sick was running through my mind then it hit me and my whole body drained. I couldn't be could I?

I didn't know what to do. I was panicking at this rate. What would Dan say? What would the guys say?

I wiped my mouth and went and got a drink of water to get rid of the horrid taste. I sure hope it was something dodgy I ate.

I sat on the sofa with a bucket beside me just in case I was sick again. Dans been gone for a while now I just want him here with me, rubbing my stomach and making me feel better.

Next thing I knew the door flew open. It was Dan, I was relieved.

'Whats wrong?' He pouted.

'Ive been sick' I muttered.

'Are you ill?' He sat down beside me and wrapped his arm around me.

'I sure hope so' I stared him square in the eye.

'Why would you want to be ill?' He laughed.

'Dan. Do you remember what happened last night? Yeah well I hope I'm 'just' ill' I murmured.

He looked confused at first and then I think he got the drift.

'Ooooh! Do you want me to go to the chemist and get a test? It's better to be sure right?' He looked happy but shocked at the same time.

I just nodded and smiled a bit. I didn't know what to do, say or think.

He grabbed his coat and shot out of the door. What if I am pregnant? Will Dan stick by me or just do a runner?

No what am I thinking he will stick with me, right?