Someday {Niall Horan}

Chapter 30: Dr. Ben

Emily's POV

This has to be a mistake, I just don't understand if I'm pregnant or not. It doesn't have two lines, but it doesn't exactly have one. The confusion only causes me more stress. The pregnancy test results seem to have one true line and one very faint, light one next to it. The instructions say that it must have two complete lines to make sure that I'm pregnant.

I look back to see Niall still snoring on the couch. As important as this matter is, I can't wake him up. I can't cause him to become more stressed than he already is. It's not positive that I'm pregnant. I don't feel like I am either. I take one more look at the test before rushing to put on my shoes on and grab my purse.

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"So you said you had unprotected sex about twelve hours ago?" the Dr. Ben asks me.

"Yes, no...actually about fifteen now." I still haven't told Niall that I left, hopefully he's still asleep by the time I get back.

"I see..." He examines the test results from the pregnancy test along with another test that he had taken. "Can I ask you, do you feel at all sick?"

"No, I don't feel any different than before last night. I'm fine." He looks through a drawer of files whilst asking me the questions. "Where is your spouse, the person who you were with last night at the incident."

"Um, he's home. He couldn't come with me today," I lie, actually I just didn't tell him about this visit.

"I see, well I have the results right here. Not from your pregnancy test that you took by yourself, the examination that you had just taken. It is positive that..." He stares his computer screen for a second, petting his long white beard. "You are definitely...not pregnant." I let out a big breath that I didn't know I was even holding.

"That's a definite result?" I ask.

"Indeed, these examinations have very slim chances of being false. You seem glad that you are not pregnant?" I cannot even explain my relief, it's like a large weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.

"Yes, I am relieved. I'm not exactly ready to become pregnant, or a mother. I'm only nineteen."

"Well, I wouldn't say that. You seem like a very sophisticated young woman. Your spouse is a very lucky man." I smile at him, a genuine one. I'm just way too relieved that I'm not having a baby any time soon. "I hope to get another visit from you, you were a great patient." He hands me his business card. I stand up fork the chair I was it ting in and grab my bag.

"Thank you again," I say as I open the door.

"No problem," he answers before my phone begins to ring. I already have an idea of who it will be.

"Hello?" I answer without checking the caller ID as I leave the building.

"Emily, where the hell are you?" a angry irish accent asks.

"I'm just leaving, I'll be back at your apartment soon."

"You haven't answered my question." I can tell that he's just growing more and more agitated. "Where are you?"

"I'm leaving the doctor's office."

"You went to the doctor? For what?" I can practically hear his heavy breathing. "You had me worried sick!"

"I just went to make sure that I wasn't pregnant. I'm getting in the car now, can we please talk about this when I get there?" He takes a while before answering.

"Fine, just hurry up." I hang up the phone and begin to drive.

Niall's POV

I woke up to find Emily gone. What the fuck? I get up form the couch and check my apartment. She's not in the living room, dining room, kitchen, bedroom, balcony, or any of the bathrooms. I start to worry that maybe she went downstairs and Zayn found her. Fuck.