Teenage Criminals

'If I told you would you take it the wrong way?'
His hot breath hit the side of my face making me flush.
'I will take it anyway you want.'
I whisper slowly into his ears. Closing my eyes. I fell him wrapped his arms around me tight.
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This was a mistake. He was a mistake. I should've let him close to me. I was only ever going to corrupt him.
See I am not like all the other girls. I am dangerous. I don't take shit from anyone.
I am a trained fighter. I am the "Bad-Girl" in school. But I don't see it that way.
I see it as I am one of the few girls who can stand up for herself. Who never makes mistakes.
But I did make a mistake and that is falling in love with a good boy named Harry Styles

(Non-famous One Direction fanfic)

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21. Chapter Twenty

*One Month Later*

 

   I woke up my stomach twisted into knots. I quickly untangled myself from Harry and ran to the bathroom. I kneeled  in front of the toilet and threw up. Over and over again. I felt a presence behind me. I knew it was Harry. They rubbed my gently back.  After I finished throwing up everything that my stomach contained. I turned around and rested my head on Harry's chest.  He lifted me up and brought me back to bed. 

"Are you okay?" He asked me as I sat up right after he laid me down. 

"Yes, I feel fine." I tried to convince him because that was the truth I felt fine. At least I do now after I threw up. I 

"Are you sure? Because that is what you told me yesterday when this happened and the day before when this happened."  He pressured me. "For the past week every morning you have been getting sick and saying you are fine right after. Babe, I am worried." 

"I am fine, Harry. How can I convince you that I am fine?" I asked him. I didn't know what was wrong with me because I did feel fine. I felt perfectly fine after I threw up. 

"Go to the doctor. Have them check you out. Let them decide if you are fine or not." He told me taking my hands in his. He gave me a pleading look.

"Ugh, fine. Only to prove to you that I am fine." I told him. Giving in. I got up off the bed and walked over to my closet. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a  black tee shirt. I grabbed a pair of clean underwear and a new bra. I put them on and head to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Harry following right behind me.  I brushed my teeth quickly and went back to my room. 

"Thank you.  I just want to make sure you are okay." He said as he started to get dressed in a similar outfit I wore.

"I know you care. I do feel fine.  So that is what makes me nervous about going to the doctor. I don't know if I want to hear what they have to say." I told him as I sat down on my bed picking up my Vans off the floor next to my bed. "Can you hand me a pair of socks?"

"Here you go, and don't you worry. I am sure it is nothing to bad."  He handed me the socks as he comforted me.  I slid on my socks and put on the shoes. Harry sat down next to me as I go up and walked over to my dresser and grabbed my brush.  I brushed my hair and put it up into a high ponytail.  

"Okay. I guess you are right" I told Harry. I went and grabbed my phone then sat down next to Harry. 

"See, I am always right." He told me kissing my cheek. I smiled at him and stood up with Harry.  We walked down stairs. Everyone was gone they were either at work or college.  "Do you want anything to eat?" 

"No, I am not hungry." I told him as I sat down on the couch. The moment my butt hit the cushion Harry picked me up bridal style and started to carry me to the door. "What is it with you carrying me everywhere? I have legs I know how to walk. You know." I complained.

    He just ignored me and walked out the door locking it. Then carrying me to the car. It was only then that he put me down. He unlocked the car and I got into the passenger side seat. 

"You suck." I said angrily.

"Ouch. You are mean." He said in a fake hurt tone. 

"I know." I said cocky making him chuckle. We drove to the hospital in comfortable silence. I was to in thought thinking  about every possibility there is. "You know we are going to have to wait forever." 

"Nope." He said popping the 'P.' 

"Nope?" I questioned.

"I made an appointment the first day you threw up." He said calmly.  

"You did what?" I screamed.

"I am sorry. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I hate you." I said bitterly. 

"No you don't."

"I hate it when you're right because you are always fucking right." I muttered under my breath. My voice bitter. 

"We have arrived."  He said I looked at the building in front of us. It wasn't the hospital.

"Why are we at Planned ParentHood,  Harry? I am not pregnant." I told him crossing my arms.

"Really because I am no expert on female anatomy but I do know that girls do have a period thing once a month and the whole time I have know you. You haven't had one. You also have been getting morning sickness. It sounds like pregnancy to me."

"You are crazy." I stated while staring straight ahead of me. My jaw clenched. 

"Please. I just want to make sure." He begged his eyes burning holes into the side of my face.  

"Fine." I said stubbornly.  I looked at him as a goofy smile spread across his face. He turned of the car. I immediately got out. Harry right behind me.  I stopped at the doors afraid to go in. I felt Harry's hand grab my hand. Calming me down. 

"It will be okay. I  promise. "  He cooed softly in my ear as we walked into the waiting room.  We walked up to the front desk. 

"Hello, how may I help you two today." I perky blond twenty something years old smiled at us. Or more correctly Harry. It was obvious. As he spoke she batted her eyelashes at him and stuck out her cleavage. I knew Harry was fine. But seriously we were at a fucking Planned Parenthood and she is flirting with him. I grabbed  Harry's hand tighter as I grew angry. Harry smiled as he looked at me and kissed me on the lips lightly. I smiled.  When I pulled away the smile was still on my face. I looked at the receptionist was shooting dappers at me. Like I was the one flirting with her boyfriend as I checked her into Planned Parenthood. I swear that this girl is fucking crazy. 

     After Harry checked us in we went and sat down on one of the couches in the waiting room.  I looked around at the other people who were here. There was a couple a couple years older than us . They looked scared out of their minds. The guy kept tapping his foot repeatedly on the ground.  The girl looked as if she was about to break out in tears at any given moment. There was another couple but they looked to be in their early to mid thirties. They man was playing with a who I assumed to be their daughter. The women was noticeably pregnant. They seemed to be happy.  There were a few girls sitting by themselves looking worried but besides that nothing seemed to stand out.  

"Aria and Harry Styles." A nurse called out making me look at Harry confused.

"Just go with it." Harry whispered to me as we walked towards the door the nurse was holding open. She lead us door a long corridor until we finally reached a door.  

"Wait in here the doctor will be with you shortly."   She told us.  Me and Harry walked into the exam room. The door closing behind us. I sat on the examination table. Harry sat onto the swivel chair next to me. 

"So, when were you going to tell me that I was now Mrs.Styles."   I questioned him raising an eyebrow. 

"I didn't know if i would be allowed to be in the same room if I didn't have our last names the same. I just wanted to be on the safe  side. I wanted to be in here with you to support you. So as far as they know. We are a happy newlywed couple."  He told me grabbing my hand a kissing it gently when he finished. 

"Fine, I suppose you did the right thing, hubby." I smiled as we joked around.  We were laughing hysterically until the door opened and the doctor walked in. We instantly shut up.  

"Hello, I am Dr.Callaway. I will be working with you two today,"  She said as she walked over to us. " I understand that you think you might be pregnant."

"I don't my husband does."  I said a smirk on my lips as I said husband. 

"OKay, when was your last menstrual cycle?" She questioned as she looked over a clip board with my information on it.

"Uh, I don't know." I said a little wryly

"Okay, how about when you first noticed signs of pregnancy."

"About a week ago. That is when I started to get morning sickness."

"Okay, I am going to get a nurse to come and draw some blood so we can tell if you are pregnant or not. Any questions?"  She asked.

"No." Harry and I both said in unison. 

"Okay, I will go get the nurse." She said leaving us alone again. Once the door closed we both started to laugh again. For no reason.  Great, I am going crazy with Harry. And I might be pregnant. 

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