My Gyno [H.S]

Chapter Two

Samantha

I fumble nervously with my gown trying to cover my chest. I should've hurried up while undressing. I look up to see Doctor Styles turned around, giving me some privacy.

I put my arms through the gown tying it on the side. As soon as I'm done, I bend down to take off my pants and my underwear. Picking up my clothes, I fold them placing them on the counter top.

"Alright Doctor, I'm decent now." I say while sitting down on the gross ass table thing, fumbling with my hands in my lap.

"Now, your paper work says why you're here but are you sure this is what you want?" As the Doctor rasps, I can hear just how deep his voice is like music to my ears.

"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't sure Doctor. I just hope he doesn't find out." My eyes widen once I realize what slipped out of my mouth. Uh oh now for sure he'll ask some questions.

"What do you mean Ms. Stone?" Oops, I'm such a clutz. Running the side of my left arm I look up hesitantly towards him to see him looking straight at me.

I chew on my bottom lip, thinking of how I can respond to his question without him knowing too much more.

"Um.. don't worry about it. I shouldn't have said anything in the first place." When I close my mouth, I see him shaking his head just the tiniest bit. How I oh so wish he could be more then my Doctor. But this isn't a dream Samantha, he'd never be into someone like me.

"If you're going to follow through with this hun, I need to ask some questions. Sorry, but it's mandatory sweet cheeks." Why does this God like person have to be the one to do this? I should've requested a female doctor.

Nodding my head in response. Too afraid to speak about what he had done. Seeing him write down on his clipboard, I see how big his hands are. My eyes travel South and oh my, his legs are much more longer then mine. And his feet, he must have to order special shoes online.

"Okay, do you know how far along you are honey?" I start counting on my fingers how long ago I left. Maybe three to four weeks. I huff and give up, looking up when I hear his deep rasp of a chuckle.

"I think three to four weeks minimum." I mumble because im not completely sure as I hear his pen, writing down my answer. Hopefully he doesn't ask much more personal questions.

"And how do you feel about being here, with me thinking about having an abortion when you're just 19 hun?" The concern in his voice shows a lot more then his ever did. I put my hands on the table thing behind me, leaning back slightly, thinking about his question and how carefully I'd want to respond to it.

Harry

Looking up from my clip board, I see her long eyelashes flutter as she blinks and her bottom lip in between those plumb pink lips. My heaven, she is such a beautiful sight to lay my eyes on.

My eyes travel up to her remembering she still has her black beanie snug on her head. I end up chuckling thinking about how she must've forgot it.

She looks up when she hears me, her nose scrunched up very cutely and her eyebrows pressed together just a tiny bit in confusion.

"What are you laughing at Doctor? I know I'm ugly but c'mon that's  hella mean." Now my face is twisted in pure confusion. She one of the most angelic, beautiful person I have ever seen. And I honestly can't believe that she's a tall girl.

Other guys say that the short girls are where it's at but when you're 6'7" and your girlfriend is 5'3" it doesn't mix well.

"Honey, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Don't ever doubt that. And I laughed cause you're still wearing your black beanie." Her mouth opens just the slightest, and breathes a sigh of relief.

"Sorry Doctor I say things before I think most of the time." She takes of her beanie, placing it with her other clothes.

Now that she doesn't have her beanie on, I can fully see her long wavy hair. Her pale skin, bright blue eyes and her dark hair would wash anyone else out but she looks made for the way she looks.

"I can tell hun, now I only have one more question. If you did decide to not go through with this, do you have someone that can help you, support you?" As I let the words leave my mouth, I see she really doesn't have anyone by her facial expression.

"No I don't. That's why I need to go through with this. I don't even have a job. I barely even got a decent apartment from what I saved up. And if he finds me, I'd need to move again." She makes the same facial expression a little bit ago, letting me know she spoke too much.

"Honey, do you need to stay with someone? Just in case if he finds you? If so, you can stay with me hun." I hope I made the right choice in asking her to stay with me. Then maybe I can convince her to keep the baby.

To wake up in the same house as her, to make her breakfast, to see her cute bed head in the morning. I already know that if her and I spend a lot of time with each other, I'm going to be head over heels for her.

In such short amount of time, my heart feels like it should only beat for her, to hear her heart beat when I wake up. To wake up with her beautiful body in my long arms. She's just so beautiful.