**Six months later**
LOUIS’ POV
We have been back in England for two days, I was exhausted. “Hey babe, remember what you promised after our first concert?” I whispered in her ears. “Yes!” she replied back, kissing my lips, then down my neck. Harry and Czesia were on a date in the park, so I figured that would not be back for a while, because I know Harry would talk her into doing sports. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom; you guys know what happened from there. Three hours later, we heard the door slam shut, Bree and I were half asleep when Harry poked his head in, “We have returned! Did you guys do anything?” he asked, winking. “No!” I said, knowing that the answer he was looking for was ‘yes’, but I did not want to give him the satisfaction of knowing what we did. And with that he closed the door. I looked over at Bree, who had fallen asleep. I smiled and rolled over.
HARRY’S POV
I know they did ‘it’, and by ‘it’ you know what I mean. I walked into my bedroom to find Czesia asleep. I had taken her on our first proper date tonight, we went out to dinner and then headed to the park to walk around and play some games. Before we came home, I gave Czesia a promise ring, which she accepted, with a tearful smile. I smiled down at her as I climbed into bed, pecking her on the lips just before I fell asleep.
*The next morning*
STEPHANIE’S POV
We are all gathered at Louis and Harry’s flat for breakfast, Bree made some French toast. We were sitting down and talking, about how Czesia and Harry’s date went last night, “It was lovely, we went out to a small restaurant and play football in the park. Czesia is actually really good!” Harry beamed, pulling her closer and she mouthed, ‘No I’m not!’ to the rest of us. Bree looked around the room and the looked at Louis, “I’m gonna be sick!” she said, clutching her stomach and running towards the bathroom. Louis looked alarmed as Emily said, “I am gonna go check on her” Emily got up and walked towards the bathroom.
EMILY’S POV
“I am gonna go check on her!” I announced standing up. “Bree?” I asked knocking on the door. “Come in Em” Bree said weakly. “What’s the matter?” I asked, seeing Bree slumped against the toilet. “I don’t know! One minute I felt fine and the next, I am in here, puking my guts out!” she replied. “I think we should get you to a doctor!” I said, helping her stand up, swaying a little. “Let’s take your car” I added. She nodded, handing me the keys off the peg board in the kitchen. “Where are you going?” Louis said, with a sad look on his face. “You stay here with the rest of them; I am going to get Bree to a doctor!” I said, walking into the garage. “I will call you where we get news” I said, starting the car. Louis nodded and went inside. I backed out of the garage and drove to the nearest doctor’s office, which was twenty minutes away. When we got there, I pulled her out of the car and went in. “Hello, how may we help you?” the assistant asked. “Hello, my friend threw up this morning and has been acting weird, can we get her in as soon as possible?” I asked. “The next available doctor will be with you in a half an hour” she said, “what is your name?” “Bree Tomlinson” Bree replied. “Oh my, I will call a doctor in off break to see you Mrs. Tomlinson!” the assistant said, hitting a page button for a doctor M. Murphy. “You and your friend will be helped shortly!” she said as she put Bree and I in a room. “It’s funny how I just mention my name and everyone treats me like it is a big deal!” Bree huffed. “I know, but you’re in now so just relax!” I said, pulling the garbage can closer just in case she needed it. “Bree Tomlinson?” the doctor said. “Yes?” Bree said. “I am Dr. Murphy. How are you feeling?” The lady asked. ‘What the hell kind of question is that?’ I thought to myself, ‘she is sitting her, in a doctor’s office looking quite green and you ask her that?’ I thought. “Umm. Well right now I am nauseous and I have a slamming headache!” Bree said. “Ok. I was told you threw up this morning?” this Murphy lady asked. “Yes” Bree said. “Have you recently had and type of sexual orientation, if so when?” the lady asked. “Ummm. Last night!” Bree said. “Ok I am going to give you a test, can you come with me?” the doctor asked. “Sure!” Bree said. “Miss we will be right back!” the doctor said to me. I nodded as they went out of the room. My phone, vibrated in my back pocket
