Things Are Strange, I Like It Like That.

Chapter Eighteen

"Kay? Babe, you okay?" Louis asks from outside my door.

"Yeah. Just a slight stomach ache." I sigh and get out of bed.

"Okay, good." He walks in and smiles. "I was worried."

I smile. "I'm fine."

He hugs me and I can't help but feel guilty. I haven't told him about Austin and my little "night of fun" yet.

It has been over two weeks and I haven't told him. It's killing me!

Not to mention the, not slight, terrible stomach aches I've been having lately. I don't know what's wrong with me.

Maybe I should call my mom. She'll know what to do. She's a doctor.

I grab my phone and dial her number.

"Who are you calling?" Louis asks.

"My mom." I whisper.

"Kay! Hi sweetie!" My mom's cheerful voice came from the other end.

"Hey, Mom!" I smile.

"Why are you calling?"

"Well, I've been having pretty bad stomach aches lately. You have any idea what it might be?" I see Louis glare at me for lying about it being a little stomach ache but I ignore him.

"Well, have you been vomiting at all?"

"Maybe a little bit.."

"How long have you had the stomach aches?"

"Maybe about ten days."

"Kay, have you been having sex with Louis?"

I blush. "Why?"

"Just answer the question."

"I...yes..."

"Well, I'm at work so I can't talk long but, Kay, I would seriously consider taking a pregnancy test."

I freeze. What? Take a what?

"Gotta go, bye sweetie!" She hangs up and I stay there, holding my phone o my cheek.

"Kay. You didn't tell me about these stomach aches." Louis frowns.

I shake my head. "Right. Sorry, I didn't want to worry you. I'm gonna go um..for a drive."

"What? Kay-" I shut him out and run down the stairs.

Grabbing my keys, I walk out the door and drive to the drug store.

I'm not pregnant. I'm not pregnant.

I shut the car off and run into the store.

Pregnancy tests. There. I grab a box that says: most accurate. I rush to the counter and pay for them. The man gives me questioning glances and I just ignore him. Oh God. No, don't. You cannot throw up here.

Oh God. Yes I am. I run to the bathroom and vomit my lungs out.

I hear a woman walking in and asking if I'm okay. Oh, I'm just peachy! Hold on, let me finish barfing and we can go get something to eat!

Vomit! Breathe. Vomit! Breathe. I'm done. No, I'm not. Vomit!

Okay, now I'm done. I sit there for a few moments and finally stand up.

I walk out of the bathroom and take my pregnancy tests and walk out of the drug store.

The tears have already begun and I don't even know if I'm pregnant yet!

I drive by Austin's house and slam on my breaks suddenly.

If I am pregnant, it could be Austin's baby.

Holy shit. Shit, shit, shit.

I get out of the car and run inside of his house, not caring to knock or not.

"Kay? Why are you crying? Is it Louis again?" Austin walks over to me worriedly.

Okay, Kay. Before you tell him anything TAKE THE TEST. NOW.

I pull out one of the many tests I have in my pocket and run to their bathroom.

I take the test and wait for the results to show up. I can't look but I have to.

I slowly open my eyes and glance at the small, white stick. But now, it had a little + sign on it.

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"Kay! Wake up honey!" Austin's mom says.

I open my eyes and find myself in their living room lying on the couch.

"Kay, I know what you're thinking. This can't be my baby." Austin blurts out.

"Holy shit, I'm pregnant." I mumble.

"And it's Louis' baby. Not mine. It isn't mine. It can't be mine." Austin repeats.

"Did you use a condom?" I ask, raising my eyebrows.

"Well...no..."

"Then how do you know?" I yell.

"Wait, what is going on here?" His mom asks.

"Kay and I had sex when she was drunk. She's pregnant and it could be my baby." Austin explains.

Her eyes widen. "Austin!"

"Yeah, Austin!" I yell.

"Hey! Not my fault!" He frowns.

"Yes it is." I say. "I was drunk. I don't even remember what happened that night!"

"Yeah, but drunk or not you came on to me!" He says, defensively.

"Whatever. I need to tell Louis. I'll see you later." I get up and run to the door, crying.

No, no, no. This cannot be happening. I am not pregnant. But I am. And there is two possible fathers.

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Austin's P.O.V.

I stand there in shock as I see Kay pull out a...PREGNANCY TEST?!

She runs into the bathroom and shuts the door. Am I possibly a father?!

Oh God. I'm gonna be sick. I suddenly hear a whimper from the bathroom and I yell for my mom.

"She's in there." I say, freaking out.

"Austin come here and help me. She's unconscious!"

I run to her and help her pick Kay up and carry her to the living room. I have to know. Running to the bathroom, I grab the white stick and look for the test results. Positive. Kill me now.