Hide And Seek (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Forty Two

Chapter Forty Two w/ note :

It's been four days, and so far everything was going fine. Niall and Kyla were back together, thanks to Louis. He locked the two of them up in the bathroom of my apartment, which was awful because I had to go to the bathroom really bad. Louis wouldn't allow them to leave the bathroom until they both got back together, which only took five hours. Kyla admitted that she took the whole "why didn't you tell me you kissed my best friend" too seriously, and Niall wrote her a song. Charlie is still oblivious to Louis liking her. She forgot right about the whole conversation Kyla and I were having when she walked into the kitchen four days ago. Harry and I were getting along, suprisingly. And we both agreed to be friends, which didn't really function in Vivian's brain when I told her. She threw a pillow at me. And called me a spoon. "The biggest insult a directioner can think of" were her words. Kyla, on the other hand, didn't abuse me with a pillow. She just gave me an hour long lecture about how friends usually end up falling in love with each other.

The whole Zegan relationship was going good, too. Except there is something wrong with Megan. She has been acting all weird, I don't know why. Whatever the issue is, Zayn is as oblivious as Charlie with Louis liking her. So far Harry and I are the only ones who really notice that Liam and Vivian like each other. Usually I would talk to Niall or Kyla about this kinds of stuff, because they are my best friends, but since the two of them are too busy loving each other, I have to settle for Harry.

"Aria, thank God you're home," Megan said walking through the door of my apartment. I was currently reading a magazine on the couch. Kyla was out with Niall, like always, so I was by myself. Except for the fact that I had Vivian and Charlie next door, "I need to talk to you about something."

"By the tone in your voice, I can tell it is bad," I said setting the magazine on the coffee table, "So, what seems to be the problem?"

Megan took a seat next to me on the couch. She faced me and made full eye contact, "Remember when you first came to London and we would always talk to each other?" I nodded, "And how you would come to me for problems, like I was some sort of therapist?" I nodded again, "Well, now we are going to switch that a little bit, to where you are the therapist and I'm the patient."

I was a litte confused, but then something clicked inside my brain. There was or is somethng wrong with Megan, something that Zayn is so unaware of.

"I don't really know how to say this, but I think I'm pregnant," Megan mumbled.

"Okay-wait, what!?" I exclaimed with my eyes almost buldging out of my head, "You-you're...pregnant?"

"I think I'm pregnant," Megan corrected.

"How do you think?" I crossed my arms, "Shouldn't you know?"

"Well, I was supposed to get my period two days ago, but didn't...." Megan looked at the ground, "And I took three tests, and they both said positive...and the father is probably Zayn."

"How did you take the tests?"

"Yesterday Niall was hungry, and Liam was going to go to the grocery store, but I volunteered," Megan replied, "I went to Target, bought food, and secretly bought three pregnancy tests of different brands."

"Did you tell Zayn?"

"Well, I sort of....I don't know-"

"It's a yes or no question, Meg. Did you or did you not tell Zayn that you are pregnant with a child?"

"No."

"Then why are you telling me this? You should be telling Zayn right now," I said looking at her. I have no experience in this "field". I still have my virginity, unlike Ms. Pregnant over here; meaning, Megan.