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"But Mel. Y-you can't do this." "I'm sorry, Harry. I just can't deal with a long distance relationship." I started to tear up. "You have your job, I have mine. I'm sorry Harry." I cried before finding the will power to walk away. Later that day, after a long day of teaching dance classes, I got home and I didn't feel well. I was late too. Little did I know.... I was pregnant.

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1. Am I Pregnant?

"Miss. Melissa, can you show us your dance." One of the little girls I teach asked me in her sweet little voice. 

"I'll show you part of it then we need to get back to your dance." I smiled at her and instructed all of them to sit in the front of the room. I started working on this dance when Harry left for tour. After I realized that there was no way I could deal with a long distance relationship, I had to find some way to tell him. I did that through dance. 

*Flashback*

It's the day Harry's leaving. The day I let him free. It's time to say goodbye. 

"Come on Mel. The lads are waiting for us inside." Harry rushed on. We were at the airport.

"I'm coming. I really don't want to do this." I whispered the last part. 

"I know babe. I don't either, but I have to go on tour. I'll only be gone for 4 months." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders as we walked inside and met up with the guys. 

After reminiscing, they guys boarded the plane to give Harry and I some privacy. "So I guess this is it."  Harry spoke. 

"I can't do this." I blurted out. 

"I know babe. But I'll only be go-"

"No. I mean, I can't deal with a long distance relationship." I started to cry. 

"What are you saying?" 

"Harry, please don't make me say it."  I sniffled. 

"Say it." His eyes were all puffy. 

"I-i'm breaking up with you."

"But Mel. Y-you can't do this."

"I'm sorry, Harry. I just can't deal with a long distance relationship." I cried. "You have your job, I have mine. I'm sorry Harry." 

I handed him a CD, just like I always do when he would go on short trips. This one was different though. 

"Mel. Please." He begged. 

"I'm sorry." I cried before walking away. 

*End Flashback* 

I finished the section of my dance and all the little ones clapped and cheered. I felt nausious though. Like I was about to throw up. I ran to the bathroom, and vomittied in the toilet. I've never gotten sick after dancing before!

"Are you okay, Mel?" Lauren asked rushing in behind me in the bathroom. I threw up again. 

"Alright. You need to go home. I'll cover your class today." 

"Thanks Lauren. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I've never thrown up after dancing." 

"Maybe you have a virus... wait? Is your period late?" That's when it hit me. I was late.

Am I pregnant? 

 

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