Carelessly In Love

WHAT THE WHAT?!

Alyssa's POV:

"Alright." The kind nurse said after the test was over, "You ready to find out the babies' father?" "Yes." I gulped. "The babies' father is Mr. Niall James Horan." She recited joyfully. "Oh..oh.." I couldn't speak! What would Harry say? I started to cry. I have never cried this much before ever! The nurse came over to me and said, "Honey, you'll be alright." "I won't!" I could barely speak from my crying. I explained everything to her about how I am "dating" Harry, but now pregnant with Niall's babies. I was scared, terrified. What did I ever do to deserve this? Why did I have to have a good voice? Why did I allow myself to agree to go on tour with them? Why did I allow them to eat over? Why? Fuck my damn life. Kill me now. The nurse said I can leave now. I stood up slowly and rubbed my stomach. "I'm sorry guys. I'm a wreck. My life is a disaster. Please forgive me." I continued to walk out to the waiting room. Harry stood up and hugged me tight. How am I supposed to tell him? They all asked questions, but I was lost in my mind to listen. When we got back to Niall's hotel, it got silent again. We all sat on the couch until I started to cry again. Why again? Juliette took my arm and pulled me out of the room to another. "I need to tell you something." She stared at her feet and rocked back and forth. "I know." I said. "I asked the nurse and she told me." "Did she tell you the-" "Liam." I interrupted her. She started to cry, "I'm happy for you guys. Plus, I have something to tell you, but I'm not ready to tell the others yet." "What is it?" She asked. "Umm...well, I-I-I-I'm pregnant." I finally blurted out. "Awe, I always knew you and Harry were perfect for each other." She said grinning. "No...no...its not him." I answered shaking with fear. "Niall is the-the-the father." "Oh my gosh! What are you going to tell Harry?" She answered. I started to cry. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO!? "I think you should tell them. All at one time." She responded while hugging me. "Also." I added. "I'm having twins." "OH MA GOSSHHH!! IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU!" She exclaimed. Kill me now...kill me right fricking now. We walked out and back to the main living room. Everyone stared at us. I couldn't blame them, we had puffy eyes and a red nose. "I have to tell you all something, is you all should pay attention." I said. Liam reached over and shut off the television. "I have been having stomach pains this whole day. I don't usually get sick from drinking." I started to cry hysterically. Juliette rubbed my back. "Just say it and get it over with. Its for the best." She whispered. "Okay, so the reason for all of that is because...I'm pregnant." I finally spit out. They all remained silent. "Twins." I finished. Harry stood up and walked to me and rubbed my stomach. "I will love you guys so much. Aww my little babies. What should we name them?" "One more thing." I said. "You aren't the father Harry." He stared at me confused. "Niall is." Niall's eyes opened wide. Harry turned and walked over to him, "ASSHOLE!" He screamed and punched Niall in the face. "HARRY...NO! STOP!" He tried to punched more, but we pushed him back. He launched in for one last punch and me and Juliette jumped in front of Niall. He hit us both in the face as we fell to the floor. Blood poured down our faces. Here comes the crying. I was scared...of Harry. Niall jumped up and picked me up. Liam did the same with Juliette. Niall turned to Harry who was staring at the floor, still with his hands in fists. "Why?" Harry opened his mouth, but nothing came out. I stared at him with a terrified look. "I didn't mean to." He breathed out. I sat up and Niall took a wet rag and wiped the blood off my face.

Harry's POV:

I didn't mean to. I was just pissed. I love her, but she is pregnant. WITH NIALL'S BABIES!! What was I supposed to do?! I know now...I should've supported her and NOT PUNCH ANYONE! She is probably too scared to come near me now. What have I done? I'm speechless... I just love her so much and Niall gets her. That lucky shit! I know I'm a player most of the time, but this time... it was different. I was actually in love and I wanted to be with her. Where did this go wrong? Oh no. When I kissed the choreographer on the cheek, Alyssa was very upset and stayed by Niall's! ITS ALL MY FAULT! I just ruined my future. I'm heartbroken. All this time has gone to waste. And so does this stupid ring in my pocket. That's right, I was going to propose, but this all happened and never mind. I just stood there... I couldn't move... I couldn't speak! I saw Alyssa's and Juliette's terrified faces as the blood poured down their face. I wish I could go back in time. To stop all of the terrible things I did and make them right. Alyssa stood up, "Why? I thought we were something..." "Special." I finished and walked out with tears in my eyes. we were always special and I wouldn't want to change that, but this whole situation gave me no choice. I went back to my hotel room and laid in my empty, lonely, cold bed. We have more concerts, but I'm too depressed for them. I heard the door open, a dark figure came in. Death. It probably was! The figure got in my bed next to me and hugged me tight. I heard sobbing from the figure and hugged back tight. "I'm sorry. I ruined your life. It would be better if I weren't here." I recognized the voice as Alyssa. Tears came again, dripping one by one down my face. "It's not your fault. It's mine." I replied. "I had to kiss the choreographer on the cheek, which made you stay at Niall's, which made you do things, which made you pregnant. I ruined my own life...not you." I felt her lips lightly touch mine. I placed mine back on hers after she pulled away. I couldn't stop. She is my love. I'm in love. "I should go." She said. "Why?" I asked. Alyssa sat up and said, "Can't you see this is wrong? I'm pregnant with twins of Niall's and look what we are doing!" She stood up quickly and bolted out of the bedroom. I heard the door open and close and open and close. She left. I'm over...we were over.********************************