*Next morning*
*Aeron's P.O.V*
Eleanor and I were sitting in the waiting room, waiting for the doctor to call us in.
She's been bouncing around, worrying more about how I've been feeling than I have and that's a problem. Yeah, I was curious as to why I was feeling this way, but she was acting like my mother would.
"What do you think is wrong?" Eleanor asked for the third time in the last ten minutes.
I rolled my eyes and continued flipping through the magazine I had picked up upon arrival. There were several articles in it, saying how crazy celebrity life was and it was also full of countless rumors that made no sense at all.
Some say that one of the boys were in Sweden on a romantic getaway with their secret lover or that one of the boys were having affairs, which was completely untrue because the boys have been in the exact same place for quite some time now.
"I don't know El, we'll find out in a few minutes." I reply, agitatedly.
About ten minutes later the doctor walked in.
"Miss Miles. We're ready to see you." He says.
I shared a nervous look with Eleanor and got up to follow the doctor. We walked into a white room with clear windows and a bed/table thingy placed in the middle.
I sat on it and Eleanor stood beside me.
"Okay Miss Miles. What seems to be the problem?" He asked.
"Well, I haven't been feeling well the last few days," I explain.
The doctor started to write down what I had him and nodded his head to tell me to go on with explaining.
"I've thrown up four times in the last twenty-four hours and I also feel a bit moody in the mornings."
He finished writing something down and looked up at me.
"Alright, can I ask you a few questions?" He continued.
"Of course." I say, adjusting on the bed thing because my butt was falling asleep.
"You have a significant other, correct?"
I nodded.
"Yes sir."
"When was the last time you were intimate with your partner?" He asked.
I shrugged.
"Its been at least two days." I say.
"Mhm. Did you use protection or birth control?"
I rose a brow, slightly confused as to why these questions were being asked, but answered anyway.
"I took my birth control that afternoon and he didn't use a condom."
He wrote more things down and sat his clipboard down, putting the pen in his coat pocket.
"Okay, we're going to run a few tests and we should know what's wrong in a little less than an hour." He said, going to the door and called in a nurse.
They performed various tests. Breathing, heart rate. Stuff like that.
The doctor pulled out a little white stick.
Eleanor nudged my shoulder and I looked at her, shrugging.
"Preganancy test." She whispered, matter of factly.
My eyes got wide and I felt a pang of nervousness in the pit of my stomach.
"For what?" I ask, stupidly.
