I Want

17 year old Emme Jackson lives a rough life. When she escapes from it, she meets a certain someone that will make the biggest impact on her life.


18. +


 ~El's POV~

+. How was I supposed to tell her? She's so young, she isn't old enough to take on the challenging obstacles coming her way. What would Liam's parents think of this? Their 19 year old son got his girlfriend pregnant. What would the band and management think of this? He can't be touring the world with his band while his girlfriend is at home pregnant. But most importantly, what will Liam think of this? 

 "Have you looked yet?" Emme groaned. 

 I looked down at the stick. Should I tell her? Or let her see for herself? I took a huge breath and ran my fingers through my hair and sighed. I hesitantly handed the stick to Emme, but she shook her head and shoved it away. 

 "Can you just tell me? I don't wanna look at it," She said quietly.

 "Em...." She looked at me with hope in her eyes. I feel like a monster. I'm about to crush my best friend's world. Everything she hoped for in her future, will be gone in the matter of her hands. 

 "It's positive." I said quietly. I looked at her, and she looked at me. She bit her lip while tears flowed down her rosy cheeks. 

 "I'm so sorry Emme. I will help you no matter what. If you need anything, and I mean anything, I'm there. You won't go through this alone. You have Liam, me, and the boys. I promise babe, everything will be alright." I said to her, while rubbing her back.


  ~Emme's POV~ 

 I just lost all respect for myself. How can I do this? To Liam? To his family? To the band? To myself.. I'm not ready for a baby, and I'm 100% sure Liam isn't either. What is he going to say? Will he walk out on me and leave me by myself? Is he going to hit me like my dad did? If anything goes wrong, I always know I have El by my side- but what's more important is Liam by my side 100% through the way.

 "I'm home babe!" Liam shouted from down the stairs. I looked at El and she knew what to do. She went downstairs and confronted Liam. I slid my back down the wall and hugged my knees. I heard talking downstairs, then the front door open. 

"I'm leaving Em, text me love you!" El shouted from downstairs. I cried more. I wanted El by my side when I told Liam. I was terrified. I know Liam is sweet and sensible and would never hurt a fly-but this was a whole different case. But why would Liam ever get mad? He always wanted to be a dad. And he told me he loved me. If he truly loved me, he wouldn't get mad. If anything, I'd expect him to be happy. 

I heard his footsteps up the stairs. I continued crying into my knees, wishing he wouldn't see me in this state. 

"Em I got you- Emme what's wrong?" He shouted running towards me. I shook my head and nuzzled my face further into my knees. 

"Emme, what's wrong. You know you don't have to keep secrets from me. Talk to me babe." He spoke quietly. I looked up at him, and his face softened when he saw me. He hugged me and I stained his t-shirt with tears. 

'I ca-can't t-tell you.'' I stuttered. 

"Why babe? You can tell me anything, and anything you tell me won't make me love you any less then I do now," He said. And in that moment I knew I could trust him.

"Liam. The reason I was so sick is because...I'm pregnant." I looked at him. He had a blank expression then looked at the ground. I got out of his grip and cried a bit. I was expecting him to smile and say something like, "babe this is great, we're going to be parents!" He looked really mad. He got up and circled the hallway, pretty much pulling out his hair. "WHAT THE FUCK!" He punched the wall. 

''Liam calm down, we can get through this together. I promise everything is going to be okay," I cried. "WE'RE GOING TO THE DOCTOR RIGHT NOW TO GET THAT THING OUT OF YOU." He yelled while pulling me. I stood my place. "Liam, I want to keep the baby." I said. "I'm not getting rid of it whether you like it or not." He looked at me for a second, then his hand made contact to my exposed cheek. 

I fell to the ground in agonizing pain. How dare he hit his girlfriend? Correction, pregnant girlfriend. I put my hand up to my cheek and looked at my shaky hand to see blood. I sobbed in the hallway as Liam ran out and slammed the door. I slid back down the wall and wrapped my arms around my stomach. Everything I wished for was gone-including the love of my life. I looked down to my stomach. "Guess it's just me and you now."


A/N: AHHHH SO INTENSE! To be honest, it was actually quite hard writing this, seeing Liam as a sweet and innocent boy then writing this, just made my wild side go out. Not going to lie, I cried a bit writing this. Any who, I'm on Spring Break now and I've done nothing but eat and slept on the couch with my puppy, so I decided to get off my lazy butt and write this. Sorry if it's bad, I wasn't feeling it today. FACT TIMEEE!

1) My 3 favorite songs is Wanted by Hunter Hayes, DNA by Little Mix (I loveeee them!), and Change Your Life by them as well (:

2) My 3 favorite 1D songs is More Than This, Moments, and Over Again.

3) I have really ugly eyes, they're green in the sunlight but when I'm not in the sun, my eyes are a poopy color haha.

4) What I look for in a guy is someone sweet, passionate, someone with great eyes, and someone who is funny. If he isn't funny, then I have no interest in him. I also love softies too. (one of the reasons I love Liam so much).

5) The only things I'm talented at is sports, sleeping, and eating. 

That is all my lovlies! :)


~Madison (: xx

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