My Mistake

Victoria's P.O.V

I woke up with a feeling of throwing up. I ran into the restroom and let it all out (as usual). I had been sick since a month after Harry left for a 2-month tour, UGH! I was starting to get worried so I scheduled an appointment with my doctor today. As soon as I hung up I walked in the closet me and Harry shared in his flat. I put a t-shirt thay said "Forever Young" and some Abercrombie skinny jeans on the bed so thay I can change after I get out of the shower. Once I did get out, I put on my clothes and decided to let my hair loose, my hair is natrully straight, so I don't have to worry about that. When I left the house, it wasn't time for my appointment yet, so I drove to Starbucks and got myself just a chocolate milkshake. When I got my order, I sat down, got my phone out, and went on Twitter. I saw all the nice comments directioners were leaving:

"@victoriagarcia, I LOVE YOU AND @harrystyles TOGETHER, YOU BOTH ARE PERF, PROMISE ME YOU'LL NEVER BREAK-UP!!! #VARRYFOREVER"

"OMG I LOVE YOU 2 SOOOO MUCH, I'M SO GLAD HARRY'S GOING BACK ALREADY!!! THAT MEANS MORE VARRY PICTURES!!! #VARRYFOREVER".

I smiled at the thought of Harry coming home tomorrow, I haven't seen him in 2 months, thats a really long time after of how much I love him. It was then time for my appointment, I got up and drove to the doctor. When I got there I sat down and got on Twitter again. Now I ready some rude comments, until the doctor called my name.

"Victoria Garcia. " I got up and walked in.


"Hello, Mrs. Garcia, how are you today?" Dr. Bazan asked me.


"Not so good," I replied


"Umm, What's wrong? What's been going on?"


"Well, I've been throwing up everyday for the past month,"


"Uh-hu, Now, when was the last time Harry had left? When is he coming back?"


I had no idea where she was going with this but, DANG she was getting A LOT of questions out of me.


"Umm, he left 2 months ago and he's coming back tomorrow,"


"Okay, this is so obvious, how could you not notice?"


WHAT WAS SHE TALKING ABOUT?!?!


"What?"


"Mrs. Garcia, YOU ARE 2 MONTHS PREGNANT!" She practically yelled.


"What? How?"


"Please don't tell me that you didn't do that before Harry left."


Well I can't tell her that.


"So, I'm pregnant."

I had a lot of mixed emotions and questions in my head like: What will my parents think? What will the fans think? What wiLL HARRY THINK?!?! I had a feeling of happiness, sadness, and confusement.


"Well were not really sure, so I'm going to bring a pregnancy test, okay,"


"Okay," I said still shocked.


She came back with the test ready. She puit in my mouth and we waited. Finally, after 2 minutes, it beeped. I nervously checked it. It said... +! Oh my god! I'm going to be a mother! With Harry's child!


"Congratulations," She said smiling.


"Thank You."


I left and drove home, it was 8:30 and I had to pick up Harry at 5:30 a.m at the airport tomorrow. I changed into my pajamas and got on the bed.
I turned off the lamp and whispered, "Goodnight, Baby," while rubbing my tummy. I can't wait to tell Harry tomorrow.

Notes

Hii!!! Sorry if this is sucky. This is my first fanfic, so hope you enjoy!!!