Stuck Between Two Daddy's.

Hi. My name is Rylee. I'm not one of those pagent queens, or cheerleaders. I'm not popular, or cute and funny. I'm a loner. I drink, do drugs, have sex, do everything. My therapist says it's to cope with the death of my mother. Does she not know that my mum died when I was 2? I don't remember her. Anyway. I'm not here to tell you my sob story life about how I live with a single dad with 2 younger sisters because their mum left us out of the blue. Oops. Told too much. I forgot to mention one thing about me. I have a boyfriend. His name is Niall Horan. He's a part of the band One Direction. I'm sure you all have heard of them. I'm kind of pregnant. But not with his child. But of another member of the band's... I haven't told either one of them yet. Not sure when I should though. Or if I should even have this baby at all... Abortion sounds better everyday.


42. Party in the Surgical Office


   Niall took me back to the pad instead of Jamie & Danielle's because there was stairs there. I rolled in, and I'm guessing Niall didn't tell anyone that I broke my kneecap because I was swarmed with questions before I even got in the door.     "Oh my God. What happened to you?!" Louis asked, walking over to me.     "Oh. I'm getting a bionic leg. Nothing to be freaked out about. I'll be able to shoot lasers at you through my toes, though." I said smiling. The medication the doctors gave me made me kinda...high.     "Uh." Louis looked at Niall for what really happened.     "She tripped over my shoe and split her kneecap in half." Niall said while rubbing my shoulders.     "Good God..." Louis said. "You gonna have to get surgery on that?"      "Yup. In 3 days. Fun right?" I answered, twirling my finger above my head. "Party in the surgical office."     "Babe, you need some sleep don't you?" Niall asked looking at me.     "What? NO! I'm so hyped up I could... I could... I COULD EAT THAT WHOLE CAKE OVER THERE!" I pointed to a cake sitting on the counter.     "Cake? When did we get cake and why did I not know about this?!" Niall asked, completely ignoring me and walking over to the kitchen.     "Oh thanks babe. Yeah, I can roll myself to bed. No big deal. You eat your cake." I said sarcastically. He just nodded at me with a smile and I rolled my wheelchair out to the couch. Liam was sitting there and I guess didn't notice a damn thing that happened.     "Whoa! What the Hell happened to you?" Liam asked, checking out my new ride.      "I tripped. Need to get surgery on my leg. Would you be a doll and help me to Niall's room so I can sleep? This medicine is making me sleepy." I asked, cocking my head to the side to make myself look cuter and I flashed a smile.     "Oh, don't you look dapper." Liam teased. "Yeah, I'll take you." He got up, went behind me and rolled me to Niall's room, picked me up and sat me on the bed. "Need anything else?" he asked sincerely.     "Hmm.... Yeah. Could I use your phone to call my dad? I left my phone at home since I was kinda in a hurry to get to the hospital." I said.     "Oh yeah." Liam took his phone out and handed it to me. "Just leave it on the bed-side table when you're done. I'll get it later." he kissed my cheek, put the blanket over me and walked out of the room, shutting the light off.     I dialed my dad's number, getting nervous once it actually started to ring.     "Hello?" I heard his familiar voice say.     "Dad?" I asked, suddenly realising that was stupid since obviously it's my father.     "Rylee? What's wrong?" He asked. Oh now he becomes concerned.      "I split my kneecap." I said.     "Oh...My God. How the hell did you do that?!" He asked, sounding sort of mad. Wow.     "I tripped over something and fell on hardwood floor. I have to get surgery in 3 days. I just thought I should tell you. You know, keep you updated." I replied to him.     "Do you want me with you when you get the surgery?"     "Only if you want to. You're not required to be. I also won't be disappointed if you're not there." I replied. "I'm getting sleepy. This medicine is annoying. So I'm going to sleep."     "Be careful." He replied with a laugh.     "A bit too late for that, Dad." and I hung up. Liam's phone rang like 5 times with texts. I wonder who they're from because I know for a fact Danielle doesn't have her phone because she has dance. I decide to be sneaky and see who they're from. "Liam, u cant avoid me forever..." was one text. "c'mon. tlk to me atleast once please. xx" second. "rly? when u didnt have a gf, u sexted me. now u wont even text me back?!?!" was the third. Ew. "im sorry... xxx" was the fourth. "im gonna come by ur place later... if u dont want me there, dont answer the door. xx" was the last.     It was an unknown number, so I don't know who the hell it was. But Liam sexted? Okay ew. Bad image I did not want... I'm actually going to go to sleep now.     Only because I want to be rolling once she comes knocking on the door.
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