Too Young

14. Don't Do It

Song to listen to > She's on my Arm Now by: The Cinema

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Florence's Point of View

I still can't believe I'm going to be a mum. I've always wanted to be one, but not in my early twenties.

After the nurse told me that I was pregnant, she took a scan to see how far along I am. She told me I am 3 almost 4 weeks along. She took photos of the baby, even though it just looked like a little pea. I couldn't stop staring at the photos, until an eerie thought hit my head when Cora and I were on our way to the airport.

"I have to tell Zayn, Cora. He's going to hate me."

Cora scoffed and kept driving, "He won't hate you Florence. He loves kids, I admit it will be tough to tell him, but I'm sure he'll be supportive."

"I-I can't tell him," I stammered. I saw Cora look at me out of her peripherals, I continued on though, "I mean not just yet, I promise I'll tell him when I'm ready," I finished looking at her.

"You better, he is the father and he deserves a right to know. If you don't tell him soon, I will." I nodded my head solemnly.

The rest of the car ride was silent and I became eternally grateful when we finally arrived at the airport. Liam told me that they already had our luggage and we would have to wait awhile before we could get on our private jet.

I quickly stuffed the baby pictures into my purse while Cora and I walked in. We had to make our way through a crowd of girls before we made it to security guards. We showed them our tickets and they led us to a different wing of the airport.

When we got there I saw all of the boys' and some of their 'team'. When I met eyes with Liam he smiled and I smiled back.

That boy could put a smile on my face no matter what mood I'm in.

He waltzed over to me and looked down at me.

"Did they figure out what was wrong?" Liam asked. I nodded and bit my lip, not knowing if I would be able to trust Liam with not telling anyone.

I tugged on Liam's arm and pulled him to the other side of the room in the corner, where nobody was lurking.

"They told me that I am, um, pregnant," I told him, bluntly.

He looked at me with wide eyes and scratched his head.

"With who?" He asked.

"With Zayn? What, do you think I just go and sleep around all the time?!" I whisper-shouted.

"Okay, sorry, calm down. People are starting to look over here," He said to me. I peeked around his shoulder and sure enough people were looking at us.

"You can't tell Zayn yet, I will tell him when I'm ready."

"Okay, just make sure you tell him soon Florence he is the fath-"

"I know, Cora gave me the whole speech about him being the father and I have to tell him," I cut him off.

"We are boarding the jet now."

I jumped and looked to see Niall looking at us suspiciously. We both nodded and went to get on the plane. I saw Zayn wasn't really paying attention to anyone, he was engrossed into something Evelyn was doing.

I smiled when she reached up and pulled down on his bottom lip, making him chuckle awkwardly.

I know I've said this too many times, but I miss Zayn do much.

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We arrived in Essex, UK about two hours later. Short flight, but this is where they rehearse for the time being.

"I'm so tired," I complained as I stretched out my limbs when Cora and I arrived in our hotel room, me holding Evelyn.

"Go get some rest, you're pregnant after all. I'll watch Eve until she falls asleep and then I'll put her in the bed with you," Cora told me, taking Evelyn from my arms.

I smiled widely, thanking Cora, and rushed into one of the bedrooms, throwing on a camisole and spandex.

I went into the bathroom that connected to my room and lifted up my cami in front of the full sized mirror. I set my hand over my stomach and smiled.

There isn't a bump or anything yet, but I cannot wait until my stomach starts to protrude more, it's just so surreal right now.

I sighed happily and walked back into my hotel room, getting into the bed and drifting off to sleep.

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Cora's Point of View

I held Evelyn in my arms and smiled down at her; she's so cute.

I played with her for about an hour and she finally fell asleep in my arms. I padded over to Florence's door and quietly opened it. I set Evelyn on top of the covers next to her and left the room.

I sighed when I entered the living room, watching TV. 

Nobody knows that I've been holding in a big secret since I've left the hospital, it's been eating me alive not being able to tell anyone. 

While in my thoughts a commercial for some sort of food show came on. My stomach gurgled loudly at the thought of food so I quickly shut the TV off.

What those girls said to me, really got to me. I always looked at myself in the mirror and saw myself as a generally big person.

I set my head into a pillow and screamed as loud as I could, the pillow muffling my screams. When I finished screaming I stood up and walked into my room, not being able to control my own actions. 

I opened up my toiletry bag and pulled out what I needed; a razor.

I quickly searched for some scissors and forcefully cut the plastic around the razor off, taking out the two small blades that make up the razor. I set one blade into my toiletry bag and held the other in my hand.

I sat down on my bed and pulled up the hem of my shorts, exposing the skin on my upper thigh.

My mind was racing with confusing thoughts, some telling me to stop and some telling me to fucking slice my skin, that I deserve the pain.

"Cora?" 

I jumped backward and looked at the doorway, it was Niall.

"N-Niall? How'd you get in here?" I stammered. He walked closer to me and looked down at the blade in my hand hand.

"I got a room key from one of the people at the front desk, I was coming to say goodnight," His gaze was still fixed on the blade in my hand. He took my hand with the blade ad took it from my grasp, "What the hell were you about to do Cora?" He whispered, closing his eyes tightly.

"N-Nothing."

"Don't fucking say nothing Cora! I saw your shorts pulled up with the fucking blade to your leg! You think I'm some kind of idiot?!" He shouted at me.

"I'm s-sorry Niall," I cried.

"Fuck!" He threw the blade across the room and sat on the ground, putting his face in his hands. He started sniffling and I quickly stood up, sitting on the ground with him. I wrapped my arms around his body and started crying even harder. He wrapped his arms around my body and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

"P-Please don't hurt yourself Cora, I-I love you." 

"I p-promise I won't Niall and I love you too."

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ah shit. dis chapter be cray.

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~Grace~

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