Postive

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-A week later-

        I was backstage at one of the boys concerts, waiting for them to finished up. I had like 15 security guards watching me, it felt like I was in prison. I understand tho. They don't want it happening again. When I started to get nauseous.

        "Clark, I am feeling sick to my stomach. Can we go to the restroom?"

        He nods and walks to the restroom with me but stays outside. As soon as I get to the stall, I started to get sick. I've been feel like utter crud for the past couple days. Stupid me for runing out in the rain with no jacket on. Stupid me. I know better know. When I got done getting sick, I walked to the sink and rinsed out my mouth of the taste. I was about to leave when a girl comes in wearing a Emblem3 tee.

        "Oh my gosh, you are Ally!! Can I please take a picture with you?" She asked.

        I nodded. She got out her camrea and took a photo with me.

        "Thank you so much."

        "Welcome."

        When I got out of the restroom, the boys were standing in front of me.

        "You okay Ally?" Wes asked.

        "Yeah, I'm fine," I said.

        -At home/The next day-

        I was sitting in my bedroom watching a movie with Wes when Jennifer walks in.

        "Hey Ally, can I borrow you for a second?" She questioned.

        "Sure," I said getting up and kissing Wes on the lips.

        We walked out of the room and she pulled me aside.

        "I think I might be pregnant," She said.

        "What?"

        "Last time we you know, we didn' t use it and I've been needing to use the bathroom more and more lately,"

        "Did you buy tests?"

       She opened her purse and she had like 20 of them.

        "How many did you buy?"

        "15 just to be sure,"

        We opened one of them and she did the test,. Waited a few mintues it came back negative. We did other and it came out negative.. Then we did 3 more and it came out with the same answer negative.

        "I'm not pregnant. Thank God," She said.

        That got me to thinking. That could be the cause of me puking. Now that I am thinking about it, my period is late.

        "Can I use some of those?" I asked.

        "Yeah sure," She said handing me the rest of them.

        I took the like 9 of them and they all came out the same.

        Postive.

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