Samantha POV:

(Jennie had stayed behind at the hospital because she had to work later in the day anyways)

On the car ride home we fill Niall in on everything that Dr. Prentlin had told us. He had explained that the reason why my pregnancy symptoms have been so bad is due to the fact that the fetus was conceived right as my body was suffering from traumatic injuries, and now my hormones are a bit off. (what we don't tell Niall is that the reason I got so sick this morning was because my 'activities' with Harry last night caused my hormones to spike too suddenly for my changing body to handle) Niall takes the news of my confirmed pregnancy well, and he starts making comments about the little things about babies that we can start looking forward to. We are all starting to get excited about it now that we have gotten over the original shock of the pregnancy.

It was only 11:00 AM when we left the hospital, and the car ride is about twenty minutes. We are almost home when Harry’s phone starts buzzing loudly…

Louis POV:

“Where are they?” I grumble under my breath as I sit at the kitchen table with El. It’s past 11:00, and Niall, Jennie, Harry, and Sam still aren’t awake. Have they forgotten that it’s Wednesday today? Not like we were really planning to do anything, but still…

“Why don’t you go check on Sam? Just to make sure she’s alright?” Suggests El, dazzling me with her beautiful smile. I return it, and give her a quick peck on the lips.

"Good idea."

“Be right back guys,” I announce to Zayn, Liam, and Perrie who are lounging around, before making my way towards Sam’s room. I wonder what her and Harry did last night… Maybe Harry finally got a little action. He’s been trying to keep himself under control, but I can tell when my best mate is a little frustrated. I chuckle a little to myself, pausing at Sam’s closed door.

I lift my fist and knock twice, carefully listening for a response. Silence.

“Saaaamm?” I call, teasingly. Silence. Slowly I twist the doorknob, and step into the dark room.

It takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, but when they do a small cry of surprise escapes my lips.

On the floor in front of me lies a smashed vase, flowers and water spilling out over the carpet. The bathroom light is on, and there is a puddle of what looks like vomit by the bed. The sheets are all tangled up, and the room is empty.

My heart skips a beat. Something is wrong. Very wrong. I immediately turn, and run as fast as I can down the hallway and into the kitchen.

The others are startled by my sudden entrance, but upon seeing my face, El immediately knows something isn’t right. She jumps to her feet, and hurries over to me.

“What is it Louis?!” She asks, panic in her tone.

“It’s Sam,” I burst out. “Come see, she’s gone.” I manage, and soon they are all quickly following me back down the hall towards Samantha’s room. I throw open the door without hesitation this time, and flick the lights on. The others gasp as they take in the scene.

“What the hell?” mutters Zayn. He’s right. Maybe she got sick, and had to go to the hospital or something, but that doesn’t explain the broken vase.

“Liam go see if Niall and Harry are in their rooms,” I order, taking charge of the situation. Liam jogs out of the room, yelling for Harry and Niall to get downstairs now.

Perrie, El, Zayn, and I carefully pick our way across the room, avoiding the vomit and shattered glass on the ground, observing the scene. In a few minutes, Liam bursts back into the room, breathless.

“They’re not there… They’re all gone.” He pants. I look at the others, and they all have confusion and concern written all over their faces.

“Did they say anything to any of you?” Asks Perrie, her voice higher than normal. Everyone shakes their heads, and I whip out my phone, quickly dialing Harry’s number. One ring… Two…three…
Finally on the fourth ring he picks up. I put it on speakerphone.

“What’s up?” Comes his cool voice over the phone.

“Harry, what the hell?! Where are you? Are you with Niall and Sam? Is everything okay?” I’m firing off question after question, but honestly anything could have happened, and we all need to know if Sam is okay.

“Calm down mate. Yes, I’m with Sam and Niall, we’re on our way home from the hospital.”

“Is everyone okay?” I ask again, trying to keep my voice under control. I see Zayn and Perrie exchanging worried glances in the corner of my eye.

“Yeah, we’ll all be fine…” Harry’s voice seems sad, not very convincing. “Listen, we’re going to be home in like five minutes. I’ll explain everything then.” He says in a hushed voice.

“Okay Harry. See you”

“Yup”

And the line goes dead. I look at Liam with bewilderment.

“What do you think that was all about?” I ask. Liam shrugs.

“I guess we’re just going to have to find out…”

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A few minutes later, Harry, Niall, and Sam enter the front door, and we immediately surround them, trying to get some details.

“Is everything okay?”

“What were you doing at the hospital?”

“What happened in Sam’s room?”

Harry holds up his hand, and we fall silent. He looks exhausted. Actually, they all do. Harry leads us into the living room, and gestures for us to sit. Then he and Niall take their seats on either side of Sam. It’s weird how they’re all acting. No one says a word.



Harry POV:

Jesus this is going to be hard… everyone falls silent, looking at me expectantly.

“So….?” Trails off Louis, waiting for our explanation. I sigh.

“Okay guys, I’m going to try and keep it short,” I say, glancing at Sam. She nods in approval, and I continue, slowly taking her hand and lacing our fingers together.

“Early this morning Sam woke up, and was vomiting uncontrollably. I called Jennie, and she had spent the night here with Niall, so she came down to help, and she thought that we should take Sam to the hospital. Niall came too. We didn’t think to tell you guys that we were going, we were in too much of a hurry…” I state. I glance around the room, taking a deep breath as I prepare to deliver the news.

“Um…the doctor did some tests, and we found out that Samantha is-is,” I gulp, trying to swallow the lump in my throat. Finally I force my tongue to form the words that none of them will like to hear. “pregnant. With Matthew’s child.”

The whole room is silent for a few heartbeats as everyone processes the news. Then Liam jumps up from his seat angrily,

“MotherFUCK,” He yells, pacing about whilst running his hands roughly through his hair. His harsh words break the silence, and chaos ensues. Eleanor and Perrie both start crying silently, and cluster around Sam. Zayn looks at me in disbelief, and I nod, confirming that my words were the truth. He drops his head into his hands, various emotions flickering across his face.

It’s Louis that just sits there, staring off into space numbly. Niall pats him on the back, muttering calming words into his ear, as he blinks back tears.

So, that went over well…

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