The Manager

When Jo an insanely pretty twenty two year old girl is hired to be One Directions new manager, the band all fall head over heels and is told to keep their relationship a secret. And secrets are meant to be told.


17. A Person To Talk To

Jo's P.O.V.
I sat on the cold toilet staring at the test results, positive. What have I done?!?! I am going to get so fat. What will the band and Billy think? I am going to get so fat. My parents are going to KILL me! I am going to get so fat. What will Kyle think? I am going to get so fat. The thoughts roamed in my head, each one felt like a punch in the gut.
I don't even know who the father is?!?!?!?!?!
I can't go through this, again.
 I started to hyperventilate. I grabbed a paper bag trying to breath at a steady pace, it wasn't working. I ran to the fridge and ate and drank everything in sight to try and get myself to shut up and stop wailing.
"HEY! YOU BETTER STOP YOUR CRYING GIRL SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO GET SOME SLEEP AROUND HERE!!!! My mean neighbor yelled then I heard a pound on the side of the wall. She probably hit it with her cane. 
"Sorry Mrs. Wiggs!" I called back to her in between wails. I continued crying and stuffing my face quietly but apparently it wasn't working. 
"That's it! I'm coming over there!" Mrs. Wiggs shouted to me. I stayed quiet. I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door and Mrs. Wiggs came straight in and made herself comfy on my couch and motioned me to sit next to her, I sat and wiped off a stray tear. "Alright talk to me, what's going on?" Se said surprisingly sweetly.
"I got myself into a mess, it all began when. . ." I  began to pour out the whole story.
"Wow you really got yourself into a pickle girl" she sassed. 
"I know Mrs. Wiggs. What do I do?" I whimpered. 
"Well tomorrow after work go to the hospital and find out who the father is. I'll even come with you if you'd like, then tell the boys the truth. 
"Thanks for offering to come but I'll have a close friend of mine come with me. But tell the truth?-" I thanked then she cut me off.
"I know, I know it sounds crazy but its the right thing to do" she advised, sadly I knew she was right and I nodded.
"Thank you for talking to me, I really needed someone to talk to. Can I ask you something though? Why did you all of the sudden did you start to be nice to me?" I questioned. 
"Well I thought about you and you remind me of her actually, I made some bad choices with her Jo and I know it wouldn't help now but I wanted to make it up to her. And may I ask you something Jo? Why have you made so many bad choices?" She asked.
"Well when I was about six my mother died, my dad never really paid any attention to me, and my mom was never really there to guide me right from wrong" I told as a tear rolled down my cheek. Mrs. Wigg gave me a warm hug, just like my mother once did. 
"You know my daughter died about 15 years ago her name was Paisley, she was the best daughter a mom could ever ask for. I just wish I could've had more time with her" her eyes glazed over and a tear streaked down her cheek. I gave her a hug.
"My mother died around the same time-" I tried to say.
"Jo, I know there's something I've kept from you for a long time now and I think it's best if I told you, I'm your grandmother." 

To be continued. . . 

A/N: Hey readers! Thanks again for reading it means a lot to me! I enjoy reading your comments I love getting the notifications for them! :-) I hope you all had a good Easter (sorry it's late!)!!! And sorry for the semi short chapter i will work on one later and hopefully post tomorrow! 


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