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(Y/N)'s pov:
I swing open the car door, slam it shut and run into the hospital doors, with my bag over my head, trying to shield myself from the rain.
I walk to the front desk and she asks, "What's your name?" she has a raspy voice, most likely from smoking. I laugh to myself, how ironic that she smokes, but works at a hospital, I thought.
"(Y/F/N)," I reply. She types on her computer, then squints her eyes at the screen.
"Okay, Dr. Rathburn will be ready for you soon." I nod my head and take a seat in the waiting room.
I look around the white room and there's a little girl playing with some toys on a table, while her mom sits in a chair reading a magazine. The curly-haired brunette little girl was the cutest.
Some doctor called for the little girl and her mom, so it was just me in the room. I picked up a magazine and flipped through it. I stopped on the article about weight loss and read through it.
My phone buzzed. I pulled my phone out from my bag and looked at the text.
Niall: Hey love ❤️❤️ where are you?
I texted him back.
(Y/n): hey babe 😘. I'm just at the doctors for a check up.
It wasn't the exact truth but it wasn't a complete lie. And I'll end up telling him about it later.
I feel a buzz and I look at my phone.
Niall: Oh, why didn't you tell me babe? I would of gone with you!
Shit, I thought.
(Y/n): its just cos i thought you were busy enough and i didn't want to bug you.
Niall: You could never bug me, babe 😘😘 anyways hurry home, I miss you!
(Y/n): i miss you too Niall!
I quickly hit send as Dr. Rathburn calls me. I shove the phone back into my bag and put it across my chest. I follow Dr. Rathburn to his office and he shuts the door.
"So you wanted to get a pregnancy test?" He asks.
I nod my head and he goes through some drawers as I watch him intently. Dr. Rathburn wasn't ugly but he wasn't no Hollister model.
"Just pee into this cup," he hands me a cup and lid, "close the lid and give it to me when you're done and we will get it tested."
He shows me the bathroom and I thank him.
I walk into a stall and pull down my pants. I hold the cup underneath me, hoping I won't pee all over my hands.
After I finish peeing in that cup, I close the lid and wash my hands. I grab an extra paper towel and hold the pee cup with it, not wanting my hands dirty again.
I enter his office and he's sitting at the table, typing something on his computer. He notices I'm back and stands up, taking off his glasses and let's them hang around his neck.
I hand him the pee cup and paper towel. "These should be done in about twenty minutes so you can just hang in my office." I nod and he leaves.
I play some games on my phone and read some magazines to past the time. Then someone calls me and I answer.
