Caitlin and Harry have never gotten along. They hang out because they share friends but never because they want to. What happens when one argument reveals all? What happens when her life spirals down and all she needs is someone to hold her and tell...
I woke up in my room. It has been about 3 weeks since the incident, everyone knows now. All the guys and girls have been super supportive though I'm still not really talking to Conor, Jack, Anth, Joe, Mikey, Oli, Josh or Caspar. I don't know I just don't feel the same around them anymore. Suddenly I felt like I was gonna throw up. I rushed to the bathroom and threw up. Ew. Slowly I stood up and wandered back to my room. This had happened a few times but I had booked a doctors appointment today so I should be fine soon. I got changed into a top and some black ripped skinny jeans. Quietly I slipped on my boots and left Amelia and Vik to sleep.
I arrived at the doctors office around 11.00, I sat shuffling my feet. I don't know what I was worried about. Ok, yes I do. What if I was pregnant? And, I know I had a morning after pill at the hospital so, like, would it be Jacks? I mean I know I would get an abortion. I am not ready for a child but, for some reason that makes me feel like a horrible person.
"Miss Harp? Dr Granger will see you now." A smiley nurse lead me through to the cold white walls of the doctors office. I walked in and greeted the doctor, she seemed lovely. I just hope this doesn't go the way I think it will.
Oh. Oh my god.
"Ok so I will see you Tuesday for that DNA test, and your sure you want to know? Even though you are pretty set on abortion?" Dr Granger asked me.
"Yes, I just would like to know, I guess if it is his it's a joint choice. So I have to bring Jac- oh sorry, Mr Maynard here Tuesday too?" I questioned, I didn't want to tell him but I wanted to know. He deserved to know.
"Yes, the test will not take long and you'll be in and out very quickly." She smiled.
"Ok, thank you." I nodded as I left the room. Well, the world just loves fucking me over then, doesn't it? This is just taking the absolute piss now. I mean fuck me what next, I'll get hit by a fucking car? Actually, I don't wanna tempt fate... or maybe I do, death is sounding pretty lit right now. Ugh. I slumped back into my own car and wished for a piano to just fall on my fucking head. Tears fell down my face but I wiped them away. I owe Jack Maynard a visit and an invitation to a lovely DNA test. Fuck. Ok wait I need to say Fuck once again for good measure. Fuck. I kicked the glove box in my car, it hurt quite a bit. I should probably get going now but I don't want to in all honesty.
I found a million things to do while waiting outside Jack's flat. I'm pretty sure I have checked my texts at least seven times. Then I knocked on the door, Conor opened it smiling.
"Caitlin!" He cheered.
"Hey, is Jack in?" I asked.
"Um, JACK! Oh here he is." Conor smiled as Jack swapped places with him.
"Hey." Jack said, happy to see me at least.
"Hey, we need to talk." I sighed.
"Oh, ok." Jack was clearly taken back by the sudden serious tone, he stepped out into the hallway and shut the door.
"So, well I have just come back from the doctors." I started.
"Oh god you're not like dying or something are you?" Jack rushed.
"No," I laughed, "Jack, I am pregnant and I don't know who's it is but I would like you to come with me on Tuesday to get a DNA test. I want to get an abortion but I want to know if you're the father so, if you are, we can make this decision together."
"Oh. Shit, of course I'll come get a DNA test. And no matter what happens I promise I will be here to help." Jack spoke in a sudden serious tone. A voice that I was not used to, me and Jack are normally huge idiots together.
"Thank you." I smiled and pulled him into a hug. That went surprisingly well. I wandered down the stairs and made my way home.
I made it back to the flats just as it was getting dark. Breathe. I took a moment to take a deep breath and plaster on my friendliest smile. Dragging my feet I made my way to the lift and then to the flat. Opening the door I said my hellos to Amelia and ruffled her hair, I don't know why but I didn't want her to know anything was up. I felt like a parent keeping their life from their child, like I didn't want her to think I could get hurt. Maybe I am overthinking, I can tell her after it's all been dealt with. I flopped onto my bed and felt like having a mental breakdown but I knew Amelia was just through in the living room, I'll wait until she's gone to bed. Then the first thing to bring a smile to my face all day happened, my phone buzzed. Harry's name popped up on the screen.
Harry-
H- Hope that doctor shite went alright, if it didn't and you don't wanna bother Amelia don't hesitate to come over here for a cuddle and movies xx I wont even ask questions :)
C- Thank you, Lewis x
H- Anytime, Harp x
H- And I mean anytime, I promise x
I lay on my bed smiling like an idiot. What has he done to me? Whatever it is, I love it. Shit day. Great friends.
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