Please Don't Forget Me (No.3) (WHY DON'T WE FANFIC)

Chapter 26

Please Don't Forget Me...
Chapter 26

(Sammy's POV)
"Noah isn't the father of my babies—" I firmly said before pausing and taking a deep sigh. "Jack is."
Shocked expressions grew across Corbyn, Zach and Jonah's faces, while Daniel returned his head to his hands, whimpers coming from his body.
"That's why I left." I said softly, sitting down next to Daniel. "I didn't want to ruin his life and career."
It was like the entire hospital had gone quiet and was listening to our conversation, but that wasn't true. There were still people rushing around the ground floor, getting to where they needed to be and meeting up with loved ones that had been discharged. Jack was no where to be found. He was either lost in a crowd of people or gone. My guess was that he was gone.
I feel terrible, miserable. I should have listened to Noah and told him the truth 8 months ago.
Now Jack thinks that I'm pregnant with Noah's kids, I love Noah and all, but I would never even consider doing....that with him. He was like a brother to me.
"It all makes sense now." Corbyn whispered.
"You left to protect Jack."
I nodded slowly and played with my fingers until I felt a small sharp pain in my side.
"Ahh." I whispered to myself. Immediately Noah rushed to my side and Daniel looked up at me. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"Oh nothing, just a little pain in my side. Don't worry about it." I said, reassuring him.
"Sammy has this pain just started?" Noah asked, a concerned look on his face.
"Uhh I started getting little jolts, like being pricked by 100 needles at the same time, last night, but I'm fine trust me, it's probably just a pregnancy thing." I said, not wanting to worry anyone. Noah's face was fixed on mine. He gave me a weird look, before backing off a little.
"You need to tell Jack everything." Zach blurted out, retuning the focus to the whole Jack topic.
"It's kinda hard to now." I said, sighing.
"We need to find him." Jonah sternly stated, pulling out his phone and tapping on Jacks contact. He held the phone to his ear and within 2 seconds the ringing stopped.
"Ughhh jerk, he declined me." He snarled, retuning his phone to his pocket whilst carrying Zach.
"Why are you guys here anyways?" I asked.
"The hospital or Australia?" Corbyn replied.
"Both." I responded.
"Well we released our first ever album called '8 Letters'—"
"Oh yeah Daniel told me about that." I said, lightly smiling.
"Wait, you two have been in contact this whole time!" Zach yelled.
"Shhh keep your voice down." Daniel hushed.
"We talked for a few months before we both got to busy, then we stopped." Daniel answered.
I nodded my head and tried to change the subject. I felt bad for Daniel, he didn't ask for any of this.
"Anyways, why is the album called '8 Letters'?"
Zach, Corbyn, Jonah and Daniel all gave each other a look.
"Uh I think you should ask Jack that." Jonah said, scratching his head.
Before I could question why, Corbyn continued on with his story.
"As I was saying, we made an album and now we are on tour. So far we've been around the U.S, Asia and now Australia. As for Zach, he kinda forgot that you Aussies drive on the left side of the road, and he got hit by are car."
"Oh my God, Zach are you alright?" I said.
"Yeah, I'm good, I think." He replied.
"You think?" Noah said, tapping a young nurse that walked past on the shoulder.
She turned around and Noah told her something. She smiled and then looked at Jonah and Zach.
"Follow me boys." She said, almost in a seductive way. Zachs eyebrows raised and he giggled. "Follow her Jonah." He said, repeatedly tapping Jonah on the chest, watching as she walked in front of them.
"I'd better go with them." Corbyn said, chasing after them.
"Me too." Daniel agreed. "Sammy I'll text you the hotel we are staying at. You still have my number right?" He asked.
"Of course." I lightly smiled, my eyes puffy.
He gave me a hug before whispering "I'm sorry." in my ear, then ran off, joining Corbyn and the rest of the guys.
I watched as the nurse took all of them in a room then turned to Noah.
"What just happened?" I asked, sobbing into his chest.
"I really don't know." He sighed, stroking my hair.
"Come on—" he began. "Let's get you home."
I breathed in deeply before backing off his chest. I grabbed his forearm and together, we walked out the back exit of the hospital to our car that was waiting for us.
It took a lot of effort and squatting, but I finally got my massive stomach inside the car.
Noah sat in the back seat with me and instructed the driver to take us back to our apartment. The pains in my side were slowly getting more intense, but it was nothing I couldn't handle. I didn't want to worry Noah, so I did my best to hide the pain from my face.
A sharp jolt came from the middle of my stomach and my hand automatically placed itself there.
"What's wrong?" Noah asked.
"Oh uh nothing, I'm just uh hungry that's all." I quickly lied.
"Oh well I can get us something if you want?"
The car pulled up to the Eureka SkyDeck and we paid the driver before getting out.
"You go up and run yourself a bath or something, I'll duck down to Grilled and grab us a burger." He said, a smile on his face.
"No noah you don't have to—"
"I want to." He interrupted, backing away from me with a cheeky grin on his face.
I playfully rolled my eyes at him before entering the building.
"You're about to pop." Alex's ex girlfriend said, eyeing me up and down.
"Really?" I said sarcastically. "I didn't notice."
I pressed the button to the elevator as she rolled her eyes at me.
The doors opened and I stepped inside.
An old man followed in after me, along with some shady dude with a cap over his head, covering his face. The dude stared at the ground the entire time, not looking up once.
His back was faced towards me, but I saw him press the one of the buttons. He was going to floor 87, the one under me. This was unusual because it was that floor was extremely expensive and only celebrity's ever stayed there. Something about this guy seemed oddly familiar. The baggy clothing, the slightly hunched posture, his sent. I new I'd seen him somewhere, I just couldn't put my finger on it.
The elevator went up a few floors before the doors opened on level 10, and the old man stepped out, leaving me and the shady guy alone. I watched as we rose higher and higher before all of a sudden the carriage started shaking and came to a sudden stop.
The lights in the elevator flickered for a second before returning to normal. I watched as the guy lifted his head and pressed the emergency button located on the panel of buttons.
"Come on." He said, pounding the elevator doors. He had an American accent.
That's when it hit me.
I can't believe I didn't recognise him before.
You've got to be kidding me.
"Jack......"