Two pink lines. What the fuck. No, this couldn’t be happening.
I shook the stick a few good times, knowing the box says you’re really not supposed to but I thought that maybe if I did it hard enough, maybe...just maybe, it would fix the error. Because this was clearly an error. This was clearly a manufacturing error. It was the test, it had to be. The test was defective, the test was clearly defective. Because there was no way this could be right, there was absolutely no way that this test could actually be positive, there was no way I could actually be…pregnant…
The air cinched from my lungs as I plopped down on the toilet seat of my bathroom, the test barely dangling between my loose fingertips over my bent kneecap. Shit. I flicked my head back and forth, shutting my eyes as the heat began to travel from the warped pit of my stomach up to my cheeks, filling them with a sickening flush. Shit, shit, shit. How could this have happened? How could I have let this happen?
My shaken thoughts quickly juggled between ‘what the fuck am I gonna do’ and ‘holy shit….I gotta tell him’. Him. Him being a guy that would probably want nothing to do with this, a guy that had a whole entire world of speculation and scrutiny to deal with considering he was…famous. Him being a guy that I didn’t even really know, a guy that I hadn’t even spoken to since the night he…well, apparently impregnated me. The mere thought of having to speak to him, to tell him this news when we literally didn’t know a lick about each other, made the nerves start to creep up my spine.
I popped my eyes open and tentatively peered down at the little stick of death that was in my hand. Maybe I don’t have to tell him, I innocently thought with a tiny shrug, the idea being swiftly washed away by my own good conscience.
Letting out a loud groan, my upper body tumbled over as I let my head hang down between my parted knees, my arms dramatically slumping to the floor.
NIALL OPENED A FREAKING RECORDING STUDIO IN DUBLIN
NIALL IS RUNNING HIS OWN GOLFING BUISNESS NIALL IS DOING A CHARITY EVENT FOR A CANCER RESEARCH NIALL IS HAVING THE BEST BREAK NIALL IS TRAVELING THE WORLD NIALL IS WRITING MUSIC NIALL CAN PLAY THE PIANO THE DRUMS THE GUITAR MY HEART STRINGS NIALL IS MAKING HISTORY SOLO NIALL WILL RISE AND I AM SO HERE FOR IT
Niall: Things that I don’t find strange that I do are probably really weird.
Harry: You juggle while you’re brushing your teeth!
Niall: (laughs) That would be literally impossible. And I can’t juggle so you obviously made that one up about yourself.