On the Road- Awsten Knight Waterparks

Chapter Forty Five

Isla's POV:

"I'm going to refer you to get a blood test and an ultrasound." The doctor said to me, after typing up all of my symptoms.

"I'm going away to work in America and Canada for the next six weeks." I replied, worried about not being able to go on the tour.

"When do you leave?" She asked, looking concerned. Why was she concerned?

"On Wednesday, in six days."

"Okay, I'm going to just give the local hospital a call to see of they can get you in anytime this week." She said before tapping the buttons on her telephone to dial.

****** (time skip to when Isla leaves the doctor and enters the waiting room, where Awsten is sitting) ******

"How did it go?" Awsten stood up and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"I've been booked in for an ultrasound tomorrow morning at the hospital." I replied.

"Wait, you're not- are you?" Awsten's eyes widened terrified.

"No Awsten, I'm not pregnant. I don't think so anyway." I chuckled as he instantly relaxed a little.

"Oh good, I'm definitely not ready just yet. But, then why do you need an ultrasound?" He asked.

"I think it's to check if all my organs and shit are okay." We walked out to the car and drove home to have a quiet day in with my family and brothers' girlfriends.

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"Ohmygod, if I have to wait any longer for this damn ultrasound, I will pee myself right on this seat." I unflatteringly say to Awsten.

As a requirement for the ultrasound, I had to drink pretty much two litres of water beforehand and not eat anything that morning.

"If you do, warn me so I can film it and make you go viral." Awsten laughed and I -not so gently- slapped him on the back of his head.

"Jeez, I was joking!" He said rubbing the area of his scalp. "I'm sure it won't be long now."

And as if on cue...

"Isla Scott." A nurse said in a clear and raised voice.

"Look after my bag for me?" I said to Awsten and he nodded.

I walked into the room that the nurse directed me towards, anxiety balling in the back of my throat.

"Hi, are you Isla Scott?" The doctor with short brown hair asked me and I nodded, words not forming in my mouth.

"I'm Dr. Fasal, I'll be doing your ultrasound today." He pleasantly smiled and I weakly smiled back.

"Um, nice to meet you." I managed to choke out.

"Right then, could you lay on the bed and lift your shirt up for me, please?" I did as he said. He passed me some blue roll to tuck into my jeans, so I didn't get any of the gel on them.

"Okay, this will be a little cold at first but should warm up." He said before squeezing out the gel onto my stomach.

He rolled the ultrasound wand onto my stomach, right where my bladder is, causing me to concentrate on not wetting myself.

He then rolled it to other parts of my stomach clicking a key on his computer each time he moved to a different area. When he settled on my ovaries, a wash of concern flashed over his eyes before quickly going back to his blank expression.

"Okay, if you'd like to clean yourself up and wait outside. I just need to look over your scans." He smiled at me before typing something into his computer.