Real Friends (An IM5 FanFiction)

Chapter 84.

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Pay attention to the time because a skipped a few months!

Sorry, I know this is short and I know it's a cliffie! Nevertheless, enjoy!

Emilina's POV:

*Tuesday, April 14, 2015, 8:27 p.m. {Burbank, California}*

Flashback:

"They're really going to make you leave?" I yawned, rubbing my eyes as I followed Dana out of bed and towards the bathroom.

"Yeah," he sighed, rubbing his face. "The first show is tomorrow night."

"I know," I sighed. "But Nicole's supposed to be coming soon. And Darcie and I are supposed to go to Universal next week to record and you're not even going to be here."

"About Darcie, did you call her to make sure she's still staying here?" he asked me.

"Yeah," I confirmed.

Since Darcie was on and off living at home lately and since no one wanted to leave me alone being pregnant, Darcie was going to stay here with me while the guys were touring on the east coast.

"I know," he rubbed his hands along my arms. "I don't want to leave, but I have to."

"But what if Nicole comes early?" I asked.

"Relax, baby," he kissed my forehead. "She's not due for another two weeks. We'll be back for the rest of the tour here when she comes."

"But what if you're not?"

End of flashback.

"Lina," I heard Darcie's voice from the kitchen.

"Yeah?" I attempted to stand up from the couch without any help but gave up.

"I got an email from Universal!"

"What does it say?" I asked as she came into the living room.

"'Dear Miss Quinones and Miss Callino,

We at Universal Records hope you are doing well since the last time we saw you. We have finished putting together your demo and have just sent it to some of our contacts. We will hear what they think of it and we will go from there. Things are looking quite good for you girls.

Best wishes,

Lucian Grainge'."

"Oh my God!" I screamed.

"I know!"

All of a sudden I felt something wet on the couch beneath me.

"Darcie!" I shouted.

"Dude," she laughed. "I'm right here, not need to yell."

"No, Darcie!" I said her name again. "My water just broke!"

"What?" her eyes widened.

"I'm having my baby!" I shouted.

"Lina we need to take you to the hospital!" she shouted back, standing up from next to me. "Where's your stuff?"

"Closet," I informed her where my bag of clothes were that Dana and I had packed for when Nicole came.

Dana!

He's not here!

"Darcie! I need to call Dana!"

"One thing at a time!" she pulled me up, helping me out to her car. "You need to go to the hospital!"

Dana wasn't here, what was I going to do?

Suddenly a pain shot through my body originating from my center.

"Oh my God!" I grabbed her free hand and squeezed trying to bare the pain.

"Ow! Lina!" she tried to pull away before she realized what was happening. "Oh my God! Lina, you're having a contraction!"

I tried to keep my breathing steady as the first contraction passed.

I released her hand and rested mine on my stomach.

"Jesus, baby girl," I spoke to Nicole. "What are you doing in there?"

Once we got to the hospital, she helped me out of the car, pulling me through the doors and going up to the desk.

"Yeah, hi!" she spoke the woman behind the desk before she had a chance to speak. "My friend's going into labor!"

"Contractions?" she asked as I felt myself being seated down into a wheel chair by a nurse.

"She had one in the car," Darcie told her.

"How long?"

"About a minute," I told Darcie.

"About a minute," she repeated.

"Okay," she looked down at her paper. "Only family and parents are allowed back there with the mother."

"But, ma'am, you don't understand! I'm the only one here and-" Darcie began pleading.

"It's a good thing you're her sister," the woman looked at her from over her glasses.

A bit confused at first, Darcie and I looked at each other.

"Thank you so much," Darcie told her once we understood.

She walked beside me as I was wheeled into a delivery room.

I was changed into a hospital gown and put into a bed.

"Okay," the nurse with us spoke to me as she checked all of the monitors and machines. "Your contractions are still pretty far apart so it still may be a while. In the meantime, I suggest you should call your parents and the father."

"Thank you," Darcie and I both said to her as she left.

"Give me my phone please," I held out my hand for it.

"I'll call my Lolo and Lola and you call Dana, okay?"

"Okay."

Dana's POV:

*Tuesday, April 14, 2015, 10:16 p.m. {New York, New York}*

"Thank you guys so much!" Cole shouted to the crowd before we went offstage.

"That was so sick," Gabe said to us after we took off our headpieces.

"I don't think we've ever had a crowd that big," Will added.

"Well boys," I said to them as we sat at the snack area backstage outside of our dressing rooms. "This is the life."

"You can say that again," Dalton took a drink from his water bottle.

"Private jets, screaming girls, sold out shows," Gabe began listing the many perks that we've experienced so far this tour when my phone began ringing.

"Why is Darce calling you?" Cole looked at my screen from beside me.

I shrugged answering the call, "Hello?"

"Dana!" she screamed through the speaker phone.

"Woah, inside voices please!" Dalton joked.

"Inside voices my ass! Lina's having your baby!"