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.


19. Results... Almost

Jo's P.O.V.
After work I walked down to the hospital almost slipping on the wet pavement in my heels. I was nervous but I had to know who the father was. As I walked into the hospital I slumped  the butt load of paper work onto the front desk I had to pull an all-nighter to finish it. When I practically slammed it (by accident)  it down on the desk, the secretary gave me a sassy glance then continued to stare at the computer screen. 
"Hi I'm here for a pregnancy appointment" I stated. The secretary pointed to some seats. "Thanks" I jeered back. As I took a seat I took out the calendar on my phone and scrolled through the past 2 weeks. Things like car crash, paperwork due, "blind" date, masquerade, go over to Zayns, called Niall over, called Louis over, called Liam over, and  talked with Mrs. Wiggs a.k.a.GRANDMA  popped up. I've been through a lot lately and I like to write down EVERY event. I added a new event, tell the band. 
"Jordan Brooke" a nurse called. I stood up and followed her into a big room separated by curtains. 
"Hello Jo nice to see you again" the doctor who had helped Liam greeted. I gave a wave and an almost silent hi. "You seem very nervous today" he hypothesized. 
"I am" I stammered.  He looked down at his clipboard.
"Ah, I see" he muttered under his breath. 
The doctor did his test. Then a young male nurse peeked his head through the curtain. 
"Sir, the testing machine just broke down we have to repair it to get the results" the nurse claimed. My brows furrowed.
"What does this mean?" I worried. 
"It means the results are going to be a bit later than I anticipated" he spoke. "The hospital will call you when the results are in, but I would expect them around seven. But I will tell you this, there is a baby Jo." He confessed. This cannot be happening I thought. The doctor chatted about the broken machine."For your next appointment we would like the father here. Oh and by the way you are free to go" he informed me and continued to talk to the nurse. 

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