" Oh god." I sighed.
" Babe what did you do this time ?" Harry asked joining me on the couch.
" Why do you always assume I did something ?" I giggled.
" Because." He paused." You're ... You're you !"
" Harry you are not gonna like this." My fingers tangled up nervously.
" Talk to me." His attention focused on me.
I looked at him anxiously in hesitation to what is to come next.
" So ?" He bit his lip.
" I'm late. Really late.I didn't get 'it' since the accident." I took a deep breath not maintaining eye contact. " I had El buy a pregnancy test and .." I trailed off.
" And what ?" His green orbs expanding in contemplation.
" It's negative." I exhaled.
" So why the sad face?" His hand grabbed mine releasing the tangle.
" Because home pregnancy tests are 35% inaccurate most of the time. " I confessed.
" Well yeah but you're not pregnant." He nodded.
" And I'm also never late." I protested with a low tone.
" Then let's get you to a doctor."
" Right now ?"
" Yeah. Let's find out what's going on."
I'm not sure why, but I really did not want to go to a doctor. Maybe because I just had a strong feeling deep inside my gut that the test is wrong. And that the doctor was sure as hell going to tell me the exact opposite of the test results. I just knew it.
" I don't know. I really don't know." A frustrated tear slid down my cheekbone.
" That's why we need to see a doctor." His hands changed position up to my shoulder nuzzling me in.
" I'm scared." I admitted with another tear.
" Why ? " His grip tightened on me safely.
" Because we're both nineteen ! We can't have a child right now. Do you know how crazy that is ?" I explained not only to him,but also to my own self.
" I don't care. I love you. I really love you and all the baggages that come with you. If there is a mini version of both of us growing inside of you, then we're gonna welcome it to this world with the biggest smile ever. And if there isn't, we're still gonna smile anyways."
" You're just saying that to make me feel better."
" Yeah I am."
" But I'm also saying it because its completely true." He carried on.
" Gosh, you're so nice to me I don't even deserve it." My fingers darted through my hair.
" Oh shush." His lips tied the promise with a kiss. None of us needed to say anything else as our lips took charge of the job.A slow passionate kiss only present in romantic love novels.
" We should probably go before we get carried away." My lips mumbled against his.
" I'll grab the jackets." His hand grazed off of my neck.

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" And you've also had a car accident a couple of months ago ?" The doctor recited flipping through my paper back red file.
" Yes.' I answered.
" I see." He hummed adjusting his glass lenses.
" Your results are fine. Everything is appearing to be healthy, and you're not pregnant." She continued.
" So why am I so late ? " I asked.
" The accident affected your body pretty roughly. The healing process has been moving fast but not you're entire body. Recovering from a head injury is like starting out fresh for the body. Give it two months maximum and you'll be back in track." He set his glasses down.
" That's it ?" I reassured.
" As simple as that." He smiled shaking my hand signaling me to leave.
I shut the door not fighting the smile appearing on my face as I recognized the familiar pair of chestnut brown curls pacing around.
" False alarm." I wrapped my hands around his torso.