Annabelle, Ella and Abbi have been best friends since reception. They've done everything together from sleepovers to concerts. What happens when the 18 year olds go to a One Direction concert? Will they all be heartbroken? Or will they all be happy in love? Find out about heartaches, betrayals and more. <- I know it doesn't sound good but please read, like and favourite it:) I also love feedback!


32. What?

Louis' P.O.V ~
How could Zayn not use protection? How could he be so stupid as to get her pregnant? I thought he was better than that. To be honest, it's like me getting Ella pregnant but it's not because I always use protection. I suddenly remember how much Annabelle drank last night. She drank a lot. Could her smoking and drinking harm the baby?

I'm sat on the sofa in their living room with a paper when I hear the patio doors sliding open and then closing again. I get up to see what it was. I see Annabelle walking down the garden and going to sit on a sun bed in the sun. She's got her dark sunglasses on which means her eyes are red a puffy. Poor girl. I go into the kitchen and made her a weak cup of tea. Just the way she likes it.i walk outside and down the garden. She must see me coming because she sits up and faces my way. "You okay?" I ask.

"I've been better" she replies.

"Well, you've got an appointment at the nearest hospital at 1(pm) so if I were you I'd go get ready after your tea" I say.

"Louis.... Thank you for everything. I can't do it without." She says, drinking her tea.

"It's okay. Have you told Zayn?" I ask her, knowing the answer. She shakes her head. "Annabelle, do you think the alcohol could effect the baby?" I ask.

"I don't know. It was lucky that you asked 'that' question when you did" she laughs.

I look at my watch and see it 12:15. "You better be getting ready!" I say jumping up. She gets up and runs inside. I get my keys and stand by the door ready.

Annabelle's P.O.V ~
I run upstairs and through on my blue skinny jeans, republic top, 'oh la la' jumper and black vans. I grab my phone off charge and stuff it in my bag. I rush downstairs and see Louis already waiting. I smile at him and walk out the down while he locks up. We get in his Audi R8 and drive out the driveway and to the 15 minutes drive hospital.

When we arrive, I want to vomit. It smells of old people and wee and vomit. I go to sit down while Louis signs me in. He comes back in a minute and sits down next to me. "What okay babe? He asks.

"I'm fine thank you, just a bit queasy that's all" I say.

"You look a bit pale that's all" he states.

"I haven't got any make up on" I sort of reply back.

"Annabelle Pudney to see Dr. King" the speaker says. Louis stands up. I look at him puzzled and then I realise he gave me a fake last name so nobody would recognise me. I walk through with him and then he knocks on the door. Dr. King opens the door and we both sit down.

"Miss. Gates, what seems to be the problem?" She asks.

"I did a pregnancy test last night and it said positive so I just came to know for definite" I say calmly and looking at her through my sunglasses.

"Of course. If you just want to lay on the bed for me. I'm just going to put some of this cold gel on your stomach which will try and detect a heartbeat." She says. Louis grabs my hand and squeezes it. The doctor rubs this roller around over the gel and then she smiles, "you're pregnant, you're 2-3 weeks gone and you're going to have to take it VERY easy for now on." She emphasises the 'VERY'. I don't listen to the rest because I've heard enough. She wipes the gel off my flat stomach and gives us the all clear to go.

We walk out the doctors and to his car. As soon as I get in, I burst into tears. I can't believe I was so stupid to get pregnant. Louis starts to drive home, knowing that nothing he says is going to make the situation better. I fall asleep as soon as we hit the motorway.

I wake up to Louis shaking me. I open my eyes and see a black car/van park outside. I look at Louis. "Are they all here?" I ask.

"Yes" he says. I sigh and slam my head against the airbag thingy. "Annabelle you know what the doctor said about taking it easy!" He warns.

"I don't care" I say. We get out and walk inside. I walk into the living room and everyone are here. All the girls and guys minus Reiss and Antonia who are in Egypt. I give everyone a hug but when it comes to Zayn, "need to talk to you in the kitchen." He walks in and looks at me puzzled.

"You okay?" He asks wrapping his arms around my waist.

"No." I say.

"What's wrong?" He asks getting serious now.

"Zayn.. I'm.. I'm..p.pregnant." I blurt out. His face lights up and he picks me up and swirls me around.

"What?" He asks in disbelief.

"I'm pregnant" I say more confidently.

He kisses me passionately, "thank you."


Sorry it's short but I have to go to bed! Bye!! AT xx

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