Clueless | N.H.

Well, shit. I felt so dizzy didn't even left the floor for whole day. I layed on the floor and waited for another wave of sickness. But it didn't come. When the sun went down I finally went to bed.
I can't even think about it. The reason I felt sick. I just can't. But I had to go to the pharmacy and buy a pregnancy test.
Oh my god this couldn't be true. It better not be true. No, please. It can't be true. Niall left and I didn't need this in my life.
I went to sleep in my bed at 1 a.m. I couldn't fall asleep, all I was thinking was a possible growing baby in my stomach. No, couldn't be. I couldn't be pregnant. It was just bad food or something.
*
Next morning I woke up in panic. I needed to get that pregnancy test. After eating my breakfast I ran to my car and drove to pharmacy. I grabbed 5 pregnancy tests and went to the check out. I was completely exhausted and still nauseous. I drove home quickly and went straight in the bathroom.
Dear god, please be negative. Negative. Negative. I was repeating this words and praying my life wouldn't be ruined. Please.
I did all the things I had to on the first one and waited for a couple of minutes. Please be negative. It had to be negative. I looked at it and one line appeared. Thank God. Fuck. It was negative. I was releaved so much that I exhaled very loudly.
Okay, I needed to do the other 4 just to be sure. I waited for another hour, nurveously watching TV, but I didn't see anything. After an hour I went back in the bathroom and repeated the procedure. The second one was also negative. Thank God!
But I felt in my gut that I had to do all the 5 tests. I decided to do the other three tomorrow. I felt asleep on the couch cuddled in the blanket, thinking of Niall.
*
In the morning I couldn't stay calm so I went straight in the bathroom and did the first one of the remaining tests. I did the procedure and waited. I didn't want to look at it again but.. Positive. No! No, this couldn't be! Oh no! No! No! No!
Second one, positive. I'm fucked.
The third one, positive. Well, that's it.
No, this wasn't happening. What was I going to do? No, no, no, no.
How am I going to tell Niall? Should I even tell him? Of course I should tell him. He has a right to know. Oh no, my life is ruined. Fuck.
*
I needed to tell him so I wrote him a message.

Laura: Niall, I need to talk to you.
Laura: Niall, please. It's important.
Laura: Niall, call me please.

Nothing. Two hours had past and still nothing. So I dialed his number. "I'm sorry, this number doesn't exist anymore." said the computer voice on the phone. Oh my god, did he change his number? No, he wouldn't do that. Or would he? Did he have me just for fun? My eyes started watering.
*
I was laying on the couch the whole day covered with blankets when my phone rang. I shot up hoping Niall was calling. It was Josephine.
" Hey, girl. What's up?" she asked and I sighed.
"I was with a guy and... I think I'm pregnant'" I said quietly with tears in my eyes.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!" she screamed and I sighed again. Maybe she couldn't believe I was with a guy or that I was pregnant. Oh no. I told her everything and she thought it was like a fairytale.
"Wait, what's his name?" she asked.
"Well.. Niall from Ireland." I said and she gasped.
"Wait, does he have blond messy hair and blue eyes?" she asked panicly.
"Um, yes. How do you know that?" I was confused.
"You are fuckin' pregnant with NIall from One Direction!!!" she screamed in my phone and my heart sank. Wait, what?!

Notes

Oh yes or oh no? xD