I knocked on Harry's door, "Come in." barked Harry. I slowly opened the door and shut it behind me. Harry was laying on his bed watching TV. The bag was on his night stand to his right. "Hey Julia," he said without looking away from the screen. "Hey Hazza," I replied. The sound of his nickname only me and Liam called him snapped him from TV world. "Oh um here.." he said fumbling for the bag. He grabbed it and threw it at me, then motioned towards the bathroom. I shuffled into the small space, but soon enough took a step back. The smell of the dirty clothes was horrible.
I looked around and saw old food and wrappers everywhere. "HARRY!" I yelled. I heard a thunk and turned around to see Harry laying on the floor. I burst out laughing, and fell to my knees. The look on his face was priceless, his green eyes wide open along with his gaping mouth. He sat up and looked at me, and started to laugh with me. I finally got control of myself, "Harry, you reallyyyy need to clean your bathroom. This is disgusting!" I opened my arms to exaggerate how nasty it was. "Yeah yeah, I'll do it later!" he waved his hand in my direction and climbed on his bed again. I made my way to the toilet and closed the door. "Oh shit.." I whispered to myself. The stench was even worse in here! I pulled out the first test and did it, and put it aside, I wanted to see all the results at the same time.
I sighed as I heard the door shut. I thought to myself: I hope she isn't pregnant, she's to young and Niall's too crazy to have a kid. I checked my phone, still no texts from Casey. She had been away for her fashion show for 2 weeks now, and she has only texted me 4 out of the 14 days. I'm getting tired of this, "Dear Casey, I haven't talked to you in a while, well I've texted you and you didn't answer. We have some things to talk about when you get home... Hazza" I typed and clicked send. I heard the door click open, and slow footsteps on the tile floor. I turned and saw Julia standing in the doorway. Her long dark hair was pulled into a braid, her gold eyes shimmered without and inch of makeup on her face, her tan skin glowing. She looked up at me, and without any expression on her face, walked over and held out all five tests.
I held my breath: +, +, +, +, and +."Woah.." I breathed out. She looked down and put her hand on her stomach. "Little Niall is in there.." she said with the biggest smile on her face. I grabbed the tests and put them on the bed. I moved both her hands and put mine on her stomach, thinking about the little life inside her. I looked up at her, surprised to see tears running down her face. I stood up and looked down at her, "Why are you crying little one?" I asked softly, my hands remained in the same place. She buried her face in my shirt, "I'm just so happy and sad at the same time!" she sobbed. I pulled her in close. I just stood there, bitting my tongue. I wanted to say, "Forget Niall and be with me!" more than anybody could ever know. I have had a secret crush on her from the moment she walked into that meet and greet. But I knew in my heart she would never want me like she wants Niall. She loves Niall and Niall loves her. End of story. All I could do at this point was hold her close and comfort her....