Y/n's pov
It'd been a few weeks since I last saw Alex. A few lengthy awkward weeks since the night in issue happened. No matter how many times he tried to comply with bulllshit reasoning, I was quick to diminish Alex's childish alligations. I knew I didn't love him, no feelings were involved whatsoever.
And I know for a fact my feelings for Niall were the same as the day I left for TwitchCon. And although my mini-vacation had been short-lived, I was happy to be home with my sweet boy. He honestly surprised me. He was home to me. Through all the confusion and rumors he still welcomed me home with open arms, not questioning me for even a second.
I knew at this point, under the circumstances I'd fallen in, there was absolutely no way I could tell him. His trust was the most valuable thing to me. So, who was I to destroy everything we'd built together now? I knew I had double-crossed him, and it picked away at my insides just thinking about it. But I really didn't have the guts to tell him the truth.
I wasn't about to lose someone like him because someone like Alex didn't know how to keep it in his pants. I had confidence that as long as I kept my mouth shut everyone else would too. The whole thing would surely blow over after a while.
But the pain kept getting worse. Both physically and mentally my body could bear no more. Well, the physical aspect of things might have been a wee bit of an overstatement. The guilt ate away at me. Being with Niall as much as I had kept reminding me of how much I'd been forcibly keeping from him. It felt like I'd turned into a compulsive liar.
However, I had a much more important problem to be tackled instead of me not being capable of telling the truth. My symptoms kept getting more suspicious. My conscious made me fear for the worst. There was only one way I could know for sure.
I cradled the flimsy piece of plastic between my thumb and index finger praying to god it was just a scare. I could feel my heart pounding in my head as my eyes stayed glued to the line blinking dots on the screen. My leg shook out of anticipation.
After what felt like an eternity the result came up, and my blood ran cold. My fears had been confirmed. I couldn't help but stare for a while. The shock and awareness felt like being hit over the head with a bat. "Holy shit I'm pregnant."
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