Dark and Dangerous

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*DEMI'S POV*

"I can't believe you got all that stuff for me. I could have gotten it myself.", I grumbled. "I also can't believe that you talked me into getting that stuff."

I cringed while thinking about the animal print thing and bra. I usually stick to black. Almost all of my clothes are black.

I have green and blue stuff too, but my wardrobe consists of mainly black. Harry smirked cheekily when I mentioned the odd lingerie.

"You looked hot I'm them and that was a distraction that you needed.", he stated. "If I wouldn't have done that, you probably would've shoved a perfume bottle up one of the girls' ass."

I glared as we walked to the food court. I sat at a table and stared at the pink bag containing my clothes. I looked up at the carousel and remembered when I used to come here in middle school and hang out with Michael.

I can't start this again. I just stopped having the nightmares and panic attacks. Michael isn't coming back. my thoughts were interrupted by a hand on my shoulder.

I jumped a bit and turned around. it was Ashton, Luke and Calum. I saw them and felt queazy. I also wanted to curl into a ball and cry.

"One second," I stated and put my hand over my mouth while it ran to the bathroom.

I ran to the nearest stall and threw up. I swear that I felt fine an hour ago. I was perfectly fine until I saw them. it's probably something neurological.

I rinsed my mouth and started back.i sat down and had a sudden craving for pizza even though I ate not too long ago. I'm really hungry.

"How are you guys?", I asked.

"Okay.", Luke replied with a small smile.

I stood and felt really light headed. what the fuck. Ashton caught my arm and pulled me into his chest. I saw Harry tense when he did so. I smiled and caught my balance.

"Are you okay?", Harry asked after standing next to me.

"Yeah, I just got really dizzy for a second there.", I smiled. "ooh food samples!"

I ran over to the guy with a tray full of pieces of chicken. he handed me about five for some reason and I walked back. after finishing the last one I felt tears well up in my eyes.

"Demi, what's the matter?", Harry asked me.

"My chicken is gone.", I sniffled.

All four of the boys stared at me strangely. I'm acting really weird right now. I crossed my arms over my chest and felt angry.

"I want some more chicken.", I pouted.

"Demi, are you sure you're ok?", Ashton asked.

"Shut the fuck up I'm fine.", I grumbled.

"I think we should go home.", Harry said.

"No Harold Edward Styles," I glared, "I want some fucking chicken."

I'm having really bad mood swings today. I usually don't have mood swings, weird.

"We can get chicken somewhere else, I need to get something," I said in a panicked tone.

I really hope that what I'm thinking is wrong. I'm late though. I don't know. I can't panic yet. Harry grabbed my bag and drove to the nearest grocery store.

"I'm going in by myself.", I stated.

I need a valid reason other than a pregnancy test. what can I buy so that he doesn't know? I'll just get some tampons or something.

I walked up to a woman and asked where to find the pregnancy tests. she told me where they were and where the bathroom was. I thanked her and ran to the aisle. I grabbed the pink box and ran to pay for it.

After paying, I ran into the bathroom and tore it open. I took out the test, peed on it, set it on the sink, washed my hands and waited. I can't help but feel nervous.

*HARRY'S POV*

"What is she doing?", I asked.

Before I could stop myself I got out of the car and ran into the small grocery store. I walked up to the first woman I saw.

"Have you seen a girl with blue hair?", I asked.

"Oh you must be the father," the woman smiled, "she's in the loo."

I furrowed my eyebrows. what the hell. I ran to where the bathroom was and waited. when Demi came out her face was pale and she looked sick.

"Are you okay?", I asked.

Demi shook her head. We walked back to the car and drove home. technically, I don't live there, but I've spent over a month there. once we got home Demi sat on the couch and stared at her hands.

"Want a beer?", I asked.

"No, are you crazy?", Demi snapped.

"You are acting very strange.", I stated and went into the kitchen.

As I was about to enter the living room, I heard Demi speaking to someone on the phone.

"I don't even know if I really am," she said, "I mean are those things even accurate?"

"If I am, he can't know. It will ruin his life. his career could be at stake, I don't want to ruin his life," Demi said.

"Okay, I'll talk to you soon, bye."

She hung up and I walked into the living room. Demi's face was in her hands. she quietly sobbed until I wrapped my arms around her. she looked up, blue eyes filled with worry.

"What's wrong?", I asked.

"I'm leaving.", Demi stated.