One In a Million {Nash Grier & Cameron Dallas Fanfiction}

Chapter 25

POV: Guess who

No.

Please God let this be a joke. A cruel joke.

I stared at the two plus signs with tears filling my eyes.

I'm only 16! I can't be pregnant!

I released the sticks and let them fall into the sink.

I looked at myself in the mirror and regarded myself carefully.

I didn't look any different.

I did feel different though... Like I was going to puke to be specific.

I lifted up my shirt put my hands on my previously flat stomach.

You could actually see some of the bulge. Just barely.

More tears streamed from my eyes as I put my hand to my face to try and conceal the sobs.

I stumbled backwards, trying to get away from my reflection.

I was disgusting.

I finally hit the wall. I just slid down it and sat with my knees against my face as I sobbed louder.

Poop. What was he going to think?

He was going to kill me, surely.

Or rip the baby out himself.

Now do you really believe that? The tiny voice in my head inquired.

I didn't even bother to answer myself. I just started hyperventilating instead.

My heart pounded and I felt my head spin as if it had a lack of oxygen.

There was a knock on the door.

"Hello?" A voice spoke muffled by the door.

"Y-yeah?" I croaked miserably.

She didn't ask if she could come in. Just opened the door and closed it quickly behind her and crouched down beside me.

"What is it?" She asked worried.

I couldn't tell her.

She would be more likely to kill me than he would.

She would leave me, alone.

I just shook my head and buried my face in my legs.

"You can tell me..." She trailed off knowing that it was useless.

I felt her presence vanish and I didn't even bother to look up.

"Please tell me that these aren't yours..." She said above me, her voice tight.

She had grabbed some toilet paper and picked up both of the sticks that I had thrown into the sink.

She looked mad, but also concerned.

"They are.." I said miserably before breaking into a sob again.