From Buitron to Styles

Chapter 14..The Doctors

Bacon? Did I smell bacon?! Indeed I did, I sat straight up in bed and sniffed, yum my favorite! Clearly Harry was making it considering he wasn't sleeping beside me. It was 8:07 and I woke up naturally, how early did he get up? He must have been excited, which made me extremely happy. I changed into someething nice, but not to nice. A blue and black striped blouse that was see through laced half way in the back and down the arm, a pair of dark skinny jeans, blue heels and diamond heart necklace and earrings. I walked down stairs and Harry had a pile of bacon sitting on a plate in the middle of the table along with two tall glasses of orange juice. It reminded me of that time Kenzies mum brought me a pound of bacon for my birthday. In case you were wondering Kenzie is my girl bestfriend. Harry turned to me and smiled, pulling out a chair. "Thank you love!" I said as I smiled faintly and sat into the chair as he sat beside me in the other. "You look nice babe." He casually said as he grabbed a piece of bacon. I smiled "Thanks, you too." I replied before I even had the chance to look at what he was wearing. I looked him up and down, a purple 'Jack Willis' sweater and skinny jeans, he did look good, I mean when didn't he? I slugged down the rest of my orange juice and ate one more piece of bacon and groaned. "Oh, I'm so full, wanna head out now?" I asked Harry and he nodded placing the remaining bacon in a baggie and setting it in the fridge. Harry grabbed the car keys and I got on Twitter and tweeted 'Yum waking up to bacon and orange juice, best boyfriend ever!@Harry_Styles now off to the dr!' I followed after Harry into the car and we were to the doctor in less than 20 minutes. We walked in and sat down in a small square room with a mid aged male doctor by the name of 'Renkshaw' and we talked to him about the symptoms and the tests. He said the only way to be positive was to draw blood, I quickly agreed and he left the room. Shortly he was back with a stretchy thing you wrap and tie around your arm and a needle with a container to place the blood. He jammed the needle into my skin rather hard and I flinched, making him send me a dirty look. I rolled my eyes and scoffed at him, what a jerk.  Harry looked at him like he was gonna punch him in the face, I saw the anger burning in those big green orbs. I looked over at him with a sympathy smile and reached out for his hand. The doctor had collected all the blood he needed and left stating "Wait here a little." before slamming the door. Harry came over and grabbed my hand sitting beside me on the cot. "What an asshole." He said angrily, I nodded my head and cuddled into his chest. He rubbed my back "Can I see your arm?" He questioned me, I handed him my arm and he stared at the spot where I had been injected. There was a small purple bruise around it. Harry carefully and softly rubbed around it being careful not to hurt me. "I love you." I spoke into his ear and kissed his cheek."I love you too." He replied as he pulled me in tighter to his chest as the doctor walked back in with paperwork. I sparked up, going to sit up fastly but Harry held on to me tighter and I smiled at him. The doctor gave us more attitude while rolling his eyes "You're pregnant." He hissed at us and I got up jumping up and down screaming not to loud and attacking Harry with a huge hug. He smiled and squeezed me tightly while the doctor muttered something along the lines of 'immature 15 year olds pregnant'. Harry turned to him and shouted "Excuse me!" "But we're leaving and reporting you sir." The look on the doctors face was priceless as he shuffled out. We left the doctors and climbed into the car ignoring the rude remarks the doctor had maken. "I think I should tell my mom." I said and turned to Harry, he agreed but had a look of nervousnes on his face.