Should of Kept Dancing - One Direction and The Wanted Fan fiction

Chapter 7

~~ Rachel’s POV ~~

The door opened and Louis walked in. Hazel quickly but quietly hid behind the clothes rack. I didn’t have enough time to move or do anything I just sat on the couch smiling awkwardly, hoping his reaction wouldn’t be so bad. He was talking on the phone when he entered the room.

“I’ll be in the van soon I just need to grab something from my dressing room, then I will be down.” he spoke into the phone.

I heard mumbling on the other end but couldn’t make out anything. Louis closed the door behind him and turned around to face me on the couch. He let out a loud squeal when he came in eye contact of me. In his shock he dropped his phone, making a slight thump as it hit the floor beneath.

 “What are you doing here!?” he spoke with a shaky voice.

“I- I … well, It is me Rachel.” I smiled uncomfortably; hope he would remember who I was. I could hear mumbling coming from his phone on the floor.

“I don’t know a Rachel I’m sorry. Umm… can you please leave.” he said pointing to the door behind him. “If you don’t leave I’m gonna have to call security.”

“NO, no wait, I have something very important to tell you.” I pleaded standing up from where I was sitting on the couch.

“Listen if you don’t leave I’m going to call security.” he threatened. I could tell he was a bit frightened all at the same time as he was annoyed. He probably had fans do stuff like this all the time, but I wasn’t here to fan girl and be a creepy stalker.

“Please just listen, it’s important.” I defended myself “And you’re probably going to want to sit down for this, just saying.” I sat back on the couch with a smile I patted the couch cushion beside me.

“Okay that’s it I’m going to call security.” he screeched bending down to pick up his phone off the floor.

“NO! Don’t do that!” Yelled Hazel busting out from behind the clothing rack.

“Holy shit! There’s two of you!?” screamed Louis dropping his phone once again on the floor.

“Yes but that’s not the point!” I yelled in frustration. It’s now or never I have to tell him “Louis, I’m pregnant with your child!”

Just as I Blurted out “I’m pregnant with your child.” the naked curly haired boy from Louis’s flat, also known as Harry, burst into the room to hear the last part.

“WHAT!?” they both shouted in unison.

They both stood in the entrance of the door, they’re mouths wide open just staring at me. After about three minutes of them staring at me in awkward silence and surprise. They shuffled over couch and sat down next to me. Harry just sat there scratching his head while Louis just stared off into nowhere, stuck deep in his thoughts. I looked at both of them not sure what to say, I saw out of the corner of my eye hazel slowly pull out her phone to take a picture. I frowned intensely at her and shook my head no. She rolled her eyes and slipped her phone back into her purse.

“How do I know you’re not lying and making this all up? How do I know you’re not just saying this for the media’s attention?” asked Louis breaking the silence but still looking off somewhere. I turned my head to look at the side of his face, I could see a slight bit of stubble on his chin.

“Because if I wanted the media’s attention I would have gone to them first or I would have blurted it out to you in a public place for everyone to hear. But instead I went to many lengths to sneak in here and tell you in person.” I said still staring at his face wondering if he would ever break his gaze to look at me.