Hide And Seek (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Fifty Four

Chapter Fifty Four w/ note :

"You should get an ultra sound, Meg," I said after all the boys had left and closed the door to the kitchen so that they were private and ready to discuss how they should tell their management about Megan's pregnancy.

"Aria, I'm only a few days pregnant. An ultra sound will not work right now," Megan tried to stay a little calm, "All that we have to prove that I'm pregnant is those three pregnancy tests I took."

"Do you still have them?" I asked.

"No. I threw them away."

"Why?"

"I didn't want Zayn or anyone else to find them," Megan answered taking a seat on the couch. Kyla, Vivian, and Charlie were all quiet and listening to our conversation. Kyla looked to be in a deep thought, Charlie the same, but Vivian had the look that she was hypnotized in our voices, "I didn't want to take that risk."

"Then we have to go to the hospital," I declared crossing my arms. If I wasn't sitting on the couch with seven other people a few minutes ago, I would sit down beside her, but since I did...well, I didn't feel like taking a seat on a sofa for another week or so.

"What?" Megan's eyes grew wide, "Not the hospital."

"Why? What's wrong with the hospital?" Vivian asked Megan. Megan swallowed, "Oh, don't tell me your afraid of doctors, blood, nurses, and all that medical stuff. Doctors are sweet, they give out lollipops to children."

"I hate hospitals," Megan's voice was like a whisper.

"You went to the hospital when Niall and Kyla were in a car wreck," I stated. Megan's green eyes went to the ground.

"That was different," Megan said, "That dealt with Niall and Kyla, not me."

"Megan, my mom is a nurse," Vivian said, "I could call her-"

"Viv's mom is an angel," Charlie cut Vivian off as she got out of her train of thought, "She would do nothing to harm you."

"It's not that," Megan said looking up at us, "I am just scared to go for checkups and stuff like that. It makes my stomach do somersaults over and over."

"Well, when you're two months pregnant, I'm taking you," I said, "No excuses."

"Bu-"

"It's either that or an abortion."

"NO!" Megan exclaimed, "I'm not getting an abortion! I don't care what Obama says! I'm not an American!"

"Meg, you have to get over this," I said, "You're going to be a mother to a son or daughter, who will love you no matter what. You need to make sure your baby is healthy, and go to the hospital for checkups."

"What if the baby is a miscarriage?" Kyla gasped. She had asked this question earlier, but nobody was paying attention to that, "That would be so sad. You're first child dies right inside of you. That is so scary."

"Thanks for making me worry more," Megan said. She looked like she was about to vomit, "If I go, I'm worried that they'll tell me that the baby is dead."

Vivian gave Megan a little hug, "Don't think about that stuff."

"How can I not?" Megan asked, now terrified, "What if this is just a false alarm? What if its dead? What if One Direction's management forces me and Zayn to break up, or suggest an abortion, like what Aria said? An abortion will give me nightmares. How can you think like that, Aria?"

"It was just a suggestion," I gave a little weak laugh, "And management cannot force you to do that."

"But still," Megan mumbled.