Olivia POV:

*Next Morning*

As I was thinking laying in bed, thinking about what Harry and I should do today, I was interrupted by a wave of sickness. I threw the sheets off of me and held my mouth. I ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. I bent over the toilet and threw up. I stayed like that for about two minutes. The door opened up slowly.

"Are you sick, love?" Harry asked.

"No." I said being sarcastic.

He chuckled and came over to rub my back. I had a pounding headache and I felt like I was gonna throw up again. I did. Harry pulled my hair back so it wouldn't be in my way. When I was done, I stayed in the bathroom for about an hour just so it would be easier for me. The toilet and I became best friends. While in the bathroom. I saw a box of tampons from the corner of my eye. My head purked up. I thought to myself "when's the last time I got my period?" I thought really hard, but couldn't remember. I got up from the toilet. I was feeling a little better.

"Harry. How long has it been since the first time we had sex?"

Uhh... a little over a month,why?" He asked not concerned.

"Just asking." I said zooming to the bedroom. I calculated it. I was suppose to get my period 2 weeks ago! My heart started to beat really fast. I'm never late I thought. I paced around the room. Should I tell Harry what I was thinking? No, that will just scare him. My palms started to get sweaty. I didn't want to, but I finally decided to look up.... pregnancy symptoms. I opened up my laptop and went on google. I typed in pregnancy symptoms. So much things came up. My eyes roamed all the links that showed up.

I read: Headaches. Fatigue. Stomach pain. Over eating. Missed menstrual cycle. Vomiting. And the list went on. Oh my god. I had all of these symptoms. I had a headache this morning, I vomited this morning and I missed my period! Also I ate like an animal at Niall's house. I looked down at my stomach. Harry and I were defiantly not ready to raise a child. I couldn't raise a child by myself with him being on tour.

I took a deep breath. "Calm down." I told myself. I had to find if I was pregnant or not. I just didn't want Harry to find out.

I threw on some jeans, a tshirt and some black toms. When I walked out the room, Harry looked at me.

"I'm just running to the store real quick." I said in a hurry.

"What do you need to buy?" He asked wasting my time.

"Ummm... I'm making dinner tonight. We don't have some of the things I need. I said quickly.

Before he could say anything. I left. I drove to Walmart like a crazy person! I felt really weird buying a pregnancy test. I looked at all types of brand names and which one was the best. I thought " why in the world am I wasting my time choosing a pregnancy test! Don't they all tell you if your pregnant or not?!" I picked a random one and went to the cashier. When I put the box down, she picked it up and looked at the box then at me. She gave me your-life-is-over-look. I glanced at the clock, bitting my nails.

"Fourteen dollars and sixty-two cents." The cashier said in a boring and slow voice.

I quickly handed her a twenty dollar bill.

"Keep the change." I said fast walking out the store.

"Shit!" I said as I got in the car, realizing I forgot the stuff I told Harry I was going to buy. On my way home, I stopped at ShopRite and got the stuff I needed. I finally headed home. Thankfully I found Harry asleep on the couch. I quietly put the ShopRite bag down and took the Walmart bag with me in the bathroom. I looked on the back on the box.

"Two pink lines if your pregnant and one blue line if your not pregnant." I said to myself quietly.

"Easy enough". I said.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I sat on the toilet and peed on the stick.

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