Treacherous (Niall Horan)

I'm Late

---Cheyenne's POV---

It's the 3rd day in a row that I am throwing up after breakfast. Yesterday, it was the smell of eggs that made me run to the bathroom. Today, it's the smell of the restaurant in general.
I walk out of the restroom; Niall, Liam, and Sophia are standing near the entrance, all of them worried.
"I'm fine..." I say.
"Let's get you to the hotel... I'm having our travel doctor take a look at you..." Niall says as he wraps his arm around me.
"Niall, I'm fine..."
"It's the third day that you have been sick after breakfast, Cheyenne. The best thing right now is for the doctor to just do a check up." Sophia says. Liam nods, agreeing with her. I sigh heavily.
"Alright... Fine.."

The car ride home is fuzzy. Niall had me lay down with my head in his lap in the back seat while Liam and Sophia called for another car.
Niall is running a hand through my hair as he sings along softly to the radio. I sigh and rub my tummy, hoping to feel better soon.

We get back to the hotel and up to our room. Niall has me lay in bed while he calls the doctor; her name is Sue.

She comes up right away and examines me. She presses around my abdomen and my tummy and asks:
"Does this hurt?"
"No." I reply.
"Hmm.." She says as she thinks and continues pressing lightly. "When is the last time you had your period?"
"I don't know... I usually have it around the first week in the month, but... I... I think I'm late...."
I look at Niall, his eyes are wide. I look at Sue, my breathing becoming heavy.
"Both of you, calm down. It's natural to be irregular with your period at some points. However, just to make sure, let me go and get my travel Ultra Sound machine to take a look."
She gets up and walks out of the room. I look at Niall, who looks like he's in a state of shock.
"Niall.." He doesn't move. "Niall!" He blinks and shakes his head. He sits next to me and takes my hand. "I'm sorry.... I'm so sorry.." I say, my voice shaking.
"Hey... None of that. Listen to me, Cheyenne. If you do happen to be pregnant, great. Then we will make a life for our baby and I'll be by your side every step of the way. And if you're not pregnant, that's okay too."
"But-"
"Babe... Stop thinking about the worst cases... Of course I'm scared, I'm not fully sure if I am ready to be a dad, but I made this baby too. I know you're scared, but you are not alone. Okay?"
I nod as a tear falls.
I can't be pregnant. I can't. This... He's at the peak of his career... I'm ruining his life. This is all my fault. I should run. I should-
"Hey..." He says softly as he cups my face. "Stop over thinking..." He wipes my tears away and kisses my forehead softly. "Everything will be okay." He promises.

Everything will be okay.
Everything will be okay.....