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.

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8. Starbucks

 

   My hands are shaking so bad I just about drop my phone when I enter Harry's number. When he answered   " Hello ?" I almost did drop the phone.     "Rylee? Are you there?" He's asking. I forgot about caller ID.     "Oh yeah, sorry. I'm here. I dropped my phone. Uhm, are you busy?" I asked. I can feel my anxiety building up.     "No, why? Is everything okay?" He sounded concerned.     "We just need to talk. Will you meet me at Starbucks in 10 minutes? And don't tell Niall." I ask.      "Uh... yeah...let me just get dressed and I'll be on my way.." He sounded confused. I wonder what he'll sound like when I actually tell him.     "Thanks." I hang up without saying bye and get in my car once again. I drive to Starbucks and sit in the parking lot while I wait for Harry to get here. I finally see his car get here and I get out. He stops me in the middle of the parking lot and looks in my eyes.     "Are you...?" He says. I already know what he's talking about and I just look at him and nod.     "Oh my God. Oh my God. I need to sit down somewhere." he looks like he's about to passout.     We walk into Starbucks, order us both some drinks and sit in a secluded corner away from everybody.     "Are you sure?" he asks quietly, so no one can hear.     "I took a home pregnancy test and I went to Plan Pregnancy Center earlier today. I don't know the results yet, but we'll see." I say just as quietly.     "What are you going to tell Niall?"      "We had sex for the first time last night. We're engaged." I flash my ring at him. "And I told him not to wear a condom because I'm on birth control. So pretty much I'm going to fake its his baby. Unless you have something to say about all of this, since you're kind of involved."     "Uhm... First of all, congratulations on the engagement. Second, I won't ask you to get an abortion. I mean, it'd be easy. But there's so many risks from having an abortion and I don't want you to get sick just because of a drunken night in the back seat of your car. I will support this faking decision though. I do want to be in the delivery room though. And when you need a babysitter for it for Non-One Direction related situations, I want to be the babysitter."     I nod in agreement. "Thank you, Harry... Thank you so much for supporting me."     "I love you and Niall both. I'd hate for me to be the cause of a breakup. Honestly, I still need to think this all over. This is just such a big thing. I don't really know what to feel right now. I'm gonna go on back to the house. I'll ring you tomorrow if I know what to think then.." He gets up and walks out without me saying anything else.     I sit there for a couple minutes when somebody taps me on the shoulder. I turn around and there's Jamie.     "Jamie..." I smile and stand up.     "Hey babe."  he hugs me and just rubs my back. "I heard everything. I'm so proud of you for telling Harry... But I don't know about the faking thing."     I pull away from the hug and look at him. "I don't know about it either. After that conversation with him, I don't know about any of it anymore." I look down at the finger where my engagement is placed perfectly. "I don't even know about this..."       *A/N* Sorry this one is kinda short. I'm making more tonight. Probably all night. Haha :) Please leave me comments if you're reading these. If you ask me to check out your stories, I will once I'm done tonight.
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