Fallin for you

chapter 21

aubreys POV:

when i started to feel better i asked my mom if i could go to harry's. i wanted to talk things through with him.

"mommy?"

"yes baby?"

"can i go to harrys? i wanna talk about last night"

"baby sit down"

she patted the seat next to her

"even if you are pregnant, your not gonna know until next week, it takes time. you couldve thrown up because you were really drunk last night."

"i know but i still wanna talk about it"

"okay go ahead love"

she kissed me and i left. i was still in my pj's, i was wearing yoga pants and a 'pink' sweatshirt. my hair was in a messy bun and i didnt have any makeup on but i couldnt care less. i threw on running shoes and walked to harrys. i knocked on the door. all the cars were gone, i figured maybe he was still home. i found the spare key and let myself in.

"harry? ryan? emma?"

no answer. im surprised that his aunt emma and uncle ryan werent home. i went up to harrys room and sighed at the sight. it was a mess, figures. i grabbed his sheets and through them in the wash. i picked up some of the things on the floors and noticed my ring was lying by his bed. there was a note attached to this. harry left sticky notes around to remind him to do stuff.

'give this back to aubrey'

it was quirky and cute. i found a pen and wrote

'done ;)'

i tried calling harry but he didnt answer. i looked in his mirror and tried to imagine myself pregnant. i couldnt do it. i continued to distract myself by cleaning. harrys sheets were done so i made his bed, i sighed and checked the time. it was 12:28, i was hungry but i really wanted to talk to harry. i texted my mom.

'harrys not home'

'babe youve been there for at least an hour, what have you been doing?'

'cleaning'

'maybe hes at a friends'

i thought of all his friends, he was close to sean so maybe he's there. i pulled up my contacts on my phone and looked for 'the sexy one'

i really need to change that, sean made his name that. i looked and found the address. i walked back home and got my keys to my car and drove to his house. i started to feel nauseous again. i groaned and sped to his house. i knocked on the door and prayed he was home or his plants would be enjoying what my stomachs brewing. the door swung open and hannah appeared. she smiled then looked concerned.

"aubrey are you feeling okay? you look sick"

"i am"

"well here come with me"

she rushed me to the bathroom

"take all the time you need"

i began to feel more and more nauseated. i walked slower and reached the toilet. as uncomfortable as i felt i threw up. alot. once i was done i washed my hands face and rinsed my mouth out with mouth wash. i cleaned his toilet and sprayed air freshener. okay so maybe i felt bad. but maybe because i puked in my boyfriends bestfriends house. i wiped my wet hands on my thighs as i walked out. i tried to go back the way hannah had brought me but i got lost.

think aubrey your not thinking straight.

okay so i went this way, theres the bathroom now we went down this wicked long hallway that isnt that long anymore, then theres the front door then theres hannah!