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

Chapter 8

~~ Louis POV ~~

Once Rachel and Hazel left the room me and Harry both went and sat back down on the sofa. I took a deep breath and slouched in my seat trying to remember where I met this Rachel. Her face was slightly familiar, but she could have just been some fan I saw at our concert. I took a deep breath trying to relieve some of the stress I was feeling at the moment.

“I can’t remember who she is; this is really stressing me out Harry! What if she really is pregnant with my child? Or what if she is just one crazy fan? What am I going to do?”

Harry sat up on the couch and turned his head to look at me, a weak smile spread on his somewhat pale face. “Well I can’t make this decision for you. Who knows maybe she is just a crazy fan trying to get attention.” he said with concern. He looked away, his smile diminishing as he thought about my predicament. A puzzled look arose from his face as he sank deeper in thought. I sat up too, puzzled, wondering what he was thinking about.

“What is it?” I asked feeling the worriedness build up inside me.

His eyes widened and his mouth dropped with a gasp as his eyes shot back to mine. “I remember her; she was coming out of your room half dress, make-up smudge all over and a bunch of love bites. I didn’t take much thought to it, it happened like a mouth ago. It was when you came back from Fabric that one night.”

I felt my stomach hit the floor and my breath catch in my throat as memories of that night flooded to mind. She was so beautiful and I was so drunk, I couldn’t resist myself. That was still no excuse. I thought we used protection; it must have broken or maybe she’s lying.

“I barley know this girl, how do I know if she’s not lying about being pregnant, I am not ready to be a dad!” I exasperated, worry clearly in my eyes.

Harry reached out both hands and placed them on my shoulders in reassurance. “Hey, everything is going to work out okay. We will see her next Tuesday and then everything will unravel for now let’s just head home.”

I feel my body begin to relax, Harry’s right we will figure everything out Tuesday. “Okay, but let’s just keep this between us for now, alright.”

Harry smiled and nodded his head in agreement.

Next Tuesday

~~Rachel’s POV~~

It was finally Tuesday a whole week had just whizzed by unnoticed. I was extremely nervous about today; cause today was the day everything went down. I got ready and looked in the mirror I was wearing black skinny jeans and a floral tube top. I bit my lip as I looked in the mirror; am I beginning to show? I thought to myself. I quickly looked away discussed, I could feel some nausea coming on and I wasn’t sure if it was because I was pregnant or just really nervous about meeting Louis again.

I headed downstairs beginning to feel even queasier. “Tessa are you ready to head out, we don’t want to be late!” I yelled down the hall. It was only Tessa and me going to the Medical laboratory for a paternity test, there we would meet Louis.

“Yeah just grabbing my purse!” she shouted back.

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We finally arrived at the Medical laboratory/clinic. I hopped out of the car feeling the heat hit me, today was a scorcher. I looked around to see if Louis was in the parking lot, I didn’t see him. We entered the building; the cool air-conditioning hit my face helping me relax slightly. We headed to the front desk.

“Hi, Rachel Devin” I said pleasantly handing her my laboratory paper. She was a nice little old lady maybe, only 4’11 with curly gray hair and a pair of larger glasses perched on her slightly crocked nose. She smiled sweetly at me and told me to have a seat in the waiting room.