Someone you used to be

Part 9

Hey guys! Chloe here. So this is the first part I'm posting on here without Kylie's help. If you have no clue of what I'm talking about, read the A/N she posted before this part. But I'm just reminding you this isn't Kylie writing, it's me. I might have different writing style than her. I might have the exact same one. I don't know. But yeah, enjoy.

Kelly's POV

I shot up in bed. Calum sat next to me. "Kelly? Kelly what's wrong?" He asked, panicking. I didn't answer him, instead jumping out of bed and running into the bathroom. I leaned over the toilet and emptied my stomach. I felt Calum hold my hair back.

  I collapsed once I was done. "Do you feel okay?" Calum pressed a hand against my forehead. I shook my head. "It's 6 in the morning" he says.

•One week later•

  I ran to the bathroom, Calum following me. He held my hair back while I puked up my breakfast. "Kelly, you been throwing up every morning for a whole week. You've been craving peanut butter sandwiches with pickles, and that's all you eat. Do you see a pattern?" He asked me. I thought back to the night Luke...hurt me. "No. No, I'm not pregnant. It's probably a stomach bug" I say. Cal looks doubtful but doesn't say anything. He has me drink some water.

  We go back into the living room and turn on some random movie. Neither of us pay any attention to it, though. I try to remember if I took my birth control meds. I missed the last few, just before and after Luke had hurt me. He used a condom though. He had to of. Me and Calum always use condoms. Luke used a condom.

  But did he? I think back to that night. Unfortunately, I don't remember Luke putting a condom on. I look at Cal. "You mind running to the drug store real quick?" I ask. He sighs, already knowing what I need. "How many?" He asked. "3 or 4" I say.

  When he gets back, I rush up to the bathroom. When I'm done peeing I go back downstairs. "Are you?" Cal rushed up to me. "They have to sit there for a minute" I say. He nods.

  That was the longest minute of my life. When my phones timer buzzed, I practically tripped running up to the bathroom. Calum decided to wait downstairs.

  I checked all the tests. I threw them all away, staying quiet. I kept only one of the tests. Staring at it for a while, I walked back downstairs. Cal took one glance at me and saw the test in my hands. My face was emotionless, so he couldn't tell if I was sad or happy. I walked right past him, keeping the results out of view. I got some water and drank the entire bottle in three minutes.

  "Well?" He grew impatient. I was still quiet. "What would you prefer. I be pregnant or I not be pregnant?" I ask. He thinks carefully before answering. "I'd like to raise a child with you. But I don't know about knowing the child came from someone who...hurt you" he says. I nod. "Would you break up with me if I was pregnant?"I ask. "What? No never" he insists. "Would you break up with me if I wasn't pregnant?" I say. "No" he says.

  "Please tell me" he begs. I take in a shaky breath.

"I'm pregnant"

  SORRY THIS PART WAS SUPPER DUPER SHORT BUT I AM REAL BUSY RIGHT NOW AND JUST WANTED TO POST SOMETHING FOR YOU GUYS. THE NEXT PART WILL BE UP LATER, AND I PROMISE IT WILL BE LONGER.