(This happens a day later than the last chapter)
"You're pregnant?!" I say into the phone.
"Who told you?!" Briana snaps back. "Was it Morgan?!"
"You told Morgan and not me?!" I say trying to save her ass.
"Whatever, but yes! I'm so excited! We should get married sooner so I don't look like a whale on my special day." I roll my eyes and she always thinks of herself first. I'd rather not be married at all; I think to myself.
"Briana, I want you to book a appointment with the doctor immediately. I want a DNA test. I won't talk about this to you until I see the results myself. I fly wherever I need to go for this."
"Why? This is your baby!" She squeaks into the phone.
"I told you! Get the freakin' test then I'll talk to you about anything for this wedding and baby." I say harshly into the phone. She hangs up and I lean against the wall of our room, confused. Is she making this up? Cause I don't remember having sex with her, well sober.
We arrived late last night and as usual the fans were waiting for us here. I have no clue how they know where we are staying before we arrive, but it frightens me what else they can do.
Morgan's still not talking to me and as much as I hate it, it gives me time to think. I lay on the bed and stare at the ceiling thinking of my options.
Be happy with Morgan.
Or be the person everyone hates because I left a pregnant women before our wedding.
I feel all these emotions rushing through my body and I can't help it. I want to scream and let it all out but I have this feeling of wanting to hurt Harry since he hurt me- again. I hear a knock on my door and ignore it as I lay on my bed staring at the wall.
"Morgan! Open up!" I hear a familiar voice and it's not Harry's so I slowly fall off the bed walking over to the door.
I open the door to see Liam.
"Yes?" I breathe
"All the boys are busy so lets go out to lunch. I'll pay." He smiles.
"Sorry, but no thanks. I had a bad morning." I tell him pulling back the hair out of my face.
"Nope, comm'n lets go." He says walking in my room and grabbing my phone and some random hat and throws my purse at me.
"Liammmmmmmm" I complain. He laughs at me and pushes me out of the room quickly throwing in the key before I could run back at get it.
"Are you serious?! You locked me out of my room!" I whine.
"Yep, pretty serious. Comm'n now, you're wasting a perfect day." He says putting the hate on my head. I mentally applaud him for grabbing a hat that matches my hat.
We end up getting smoothies and we walk over to this beach thing a couple blocks away from the hotel. There are fans everywhere searching for them, but his had doesn't give away his identity.
We walk on the beach and sit on some chairs in the sand, taking in the sun.
"Spill." he commands, knowing theres something bothering me. I huff and tell him everything. From me and Harry dating before to how I might never get to be with him because of this baby. He listens the whole time, and he's like a best friend, more than that to me. A brother.
"That sucks. It really does, and I'm not going to try and make the situation better by saying things that probably won't happen. I'm sorry." He says leaning up. I sit motionless staring at the water coming in and out.
I feel a tear run down my face on the left side, then again on the right. I wipe my cheeks and try to stop crying.
"God, I have been an emotion wreck this past week! I hate it!" I explain wiping the fresh tears.
"You know what you need to do?" He says standing up and holding his hand out to me.
"Let all your emotions out; whether its to Harry's face or punching a wall or himself." He says walking back to the hotel.
"Since when did you become a therapist or something? I thought you were famous singer." I say laughing. He laughs back and I'm glad I have someone like this. Jessie would either tell me to suck it up or I wouldn't even be telling her about this. Tyler would probably just give me food or kiss me. I shiver at the thought of him and I can't believe I dated him. He won't stop texting me and I've blocked his number multiple times and on social media but he somehow finds a way.
"Thanks. For everything." I say looking at his brown eyes. He hugs me really tightly and I feel some of my body release some anger. I hug back and walk to my room and we have to leave soon for them to get ready for the concert.
"You need to fix your love life soon." Liam says entering the room.
"You don't think I know that?" I say frustrated. I've been laying here for about 3 hours thinking of something and probably falling asleep at some points.
A/N: Hey guys so I thought of doing something different...2 chapters! Enjoy this one and the next one. Please comment!