Secrets. (Asa Butterfield Sequel to 'Changes')

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A/N - Hey guys! I'm just going to try and update for you, even with my arm. I've just been so so so bored, and I feel bad. So, here goes!

**P.S EXCUSE THE MISTAKES THAT MAY BE IN THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER**

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"Asa!" I called, sighing in frustration. Was there a need for him to walk out like that?

I heaved myself out of bed, and walked over to the door. Well, more hobbled over, because my legs were completely dead with sitting down for so long.

"Miss Wilson? May I help you?" A nurse said, coming over to me and holding onto my arm.

"Oh! No, I'm fine. Just chasing down my runaway boyfriend," I replied, adding a fake giggle at the end of that sentence.

"Do you want me to go find him for you?"

"No, it's fine--would you actually?"

The nurse laughed, before saying, "I will. What's he wearing?"

"Go for the shoes. They're bright yellow, you won't miss them." I replied, walking backwards to the hospital bed.

The nurse laughed again, before saying, "I'll do my best!"

"Thanks." I giggled, flopping down onto the bed.

What the fuck was he playing at? I understand he was upset, but did he really have to barge out of the room like that?

I sighed before unlocking my phone, and checking up on his tweets, just to see. There was one, 'huffy bitches these days.' Um, excuse me?!

"That bastard!" I yelled, forgetting I was in a public hospital. I covered my mouth, as soon as I saw a girl, about the same age as me, poke her head in through my door.

"Are you okay?" She said, staring straight at me.

"Just having some boyfriend problems, that's all." I said, rubbing my head and sighing.

"Oh, I get it. May I come in?"

"Of course!"

She wobbled in, with a HUGE stomach! She was obviously near her due date!

I gaped at her stomach while she walked over to me, but then quickly averted my eyes. Maybe she didn't like people staring.

"I'm 29 weeks." She said, sitting down beside me. I could feel the bed sag with the weight of her.

"Cute. Do you know what you're having yet?"

"I'm having a little boy," she smiled, "are you pregnant too?"

I sighed and said, "Yup. 10 weeks apparently."

"You don't sound too happy. My name's Abigail by the way, but you can call me Abby."

"Nice to meet you Abby, I'm Gemma. I just feel I'm too young to have a kid."

"What age are you? I'm 19, the baby's father's 18."

"I'm 19 too, and my baby's dad's 19 also. Have you ever heard of Asa Butterfield?"

She looked blankly at me for a moment, then her mouth suddenly went into the shape of an o, "NO WAY!"

I nodded, "Yes way. He's the dad."

"Oh my gosh! Where is he?!" The girl said, covering her mouth a bit.

"That's the problem. I have no idea. One minute, we were talking about the child, and the next minute I'd upset him and he'd left the room."

"Seriously? That's a bit..." And she let herself trail off, but I understood.

"I know. The nurse's away to find him now. That's if he hasn't already left the hospital. And do you know what he tweeted?! 'Huffy bitches these days' meaning me!'

"What the hell? That is sooo childish! I've only known you for like 5 minutes, and I already like you! You don't seem huffy at all."

"Yet!" I replied, and we both giggled.

"Miss Wilson?" The nurse stood at the door, with, surprise surprise, Mr Butterfield.

"Asa?" I stood up angrily, and walked to face him at the door. As soon as I was in front of him, my hand shot up, catching him on the cheek.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?!" He yelled, turning his head back around to face me.

"What was that for? What was that for?! That was for being a huffy childish bitch, and leaving me here alone! That was also for subtweeting about me!"

"Subtweeting about-- Gemma! That wasn't about you!!"

"Who was it about then, hm? I'm all ears Asa, tell me."

"Maybe I should just leave.." Abby said, getting up.

"Yeah maybe you should." Asa replied, staring straight at her "Who even are you anyway?"

That was it. I slapped him again. "Don't you dare talk to her like that! Her names Abigail, and she's been sitting with me while you've been going walkies."

"I may be heavily pregnant, but I am not afraid to hurt you." Abby said, walking out of my room. She turned back around when she reached the door, and said, "come and see me tonight Gemma, okay?"

I smiled at her, before saying, "I will! See you then."

She smiled back, and turned around again, walking to the room next door.

"You've got some answering to do." I said to Asa, walking over to the door that led to my room and slamming it shut.

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A/N - Yay, I did it! Sorry if it's short.

*UNEDITED*