Second Chances

I groaned as I kneeled in front of the porcelain toilet, wiping my mouth with toilet paper.

I was just about to head out the door to school, when my morning sickness decided to make an appearance.

I hadn't eaten much last night, and I certainly hadn't eaten this morning.

Mom had left me some lunch to take to school, but just looking at the lunchbox made me nauseous.

Being pregnant was really taking its toll on me, and I was starting to feel very unwell.

I brushed my teeth thoroughly but quickly, in a rush to get to school.

The doorbell rang just as I reached the bottom of the stairs, and I sighed.

I expected it to be the UPS man with a parcel for Mom or myself, so I got a shock when I opened the door.

"Zayn?" I asked, staring at him with wide eyes.

"Erm, hey." He said awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.

"I'd really love to stay and talk to you, but I'm late." I told him, rushing to get my bag and jacket.

"That's why I'm here; I'm going to give you a lift." He said, moving out of the way when I stepped out the door, and locked it.

"Zayn, I really don't have the time for silly games." I sighed, shoving my key in my bag.

"I'm being serious, come on." He tugged on my arm, leading me to his car.

Zayn was wearing his normal black jeans, a black snapback, a black shirt with a graphic design and his Air Forces.

He didn't seem to like color very much.

I almost wondered if the way he dresses resembles how he's feeling.

Dark and moody.

Zayn opened the passenger side door for me.

I didn't protest as I got in his car. In fact, it gave me the chance to talk to him.

He flicked on the radio once we got in, and shoved some Ray Bans on his face.

He drove with a smile on his face, which was unusual because he was usually a miserable asshole.

I couldn't bring myself to tell him there and then, so I kept quiet and listened to him hum to the music playing.

After all, I didn't want to end up crashing with him in the car.

"The weather's nice." He commented, making me laugh.

Was he actually serious?

"I can't believe you just said that." I giggled, covering my mouth.

"Don't laugh! I was just trying to make conversation!" He defended, laughing himself.

A blush crept onto his cheeks.

I rolled my eyes.

One thing I noticed about him was that he had awful road rage, but it was rather funny to see him get frustrated.

I bet wasn't going to be saying that in a day or so.

We reached the school about five minutes before the bell was due to ring; I wasn't as late as I thought.

Before I comprehend what was happening, Zayn had opened the passenger door and was helping me out.

My hand tingled when it touched his. He noticed this too, because he gasped quietly.

We both chose not to say anything.

He locked his car up, and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

"What are you doing?" I asked quietly, feeling uncomfortable with all the eyes on us.

"Just go with it." He replied, grinning widely as we made our way over to Harry and Kat, who were looking very cozy as they leant up against the wall.

"People are staring." I told him, keeping my head down.

"So what? I'm breaking all the rules now, anyway." He chuckled, letting his arm drop from my shoulders when we reached the others.

I felt cold when his body left mine.

I shook the feeling off.

"Hey." Kat said, looking suspicious.

"Hi." I replied, feeling awkward.

Harry and Zayn were greeting each other, laughing quietly.

Kat glanced down at my stomach, mouthing 'does he know?' to me.

I shook my head, glancing at Zayn to make sure he didn't catch on.

Kat shook her head disapprovingly.

She was about to say something, but luckily, the bell rang.

So, we all parted our ways and went off to class.

"What the hell was this morning about?" Kat asked, linking her arm with mine.

"You're one to talk! What about Harry Styles, huh? He just showed up at my house this morning, I was stunned. Although, I did tell my mom about the situation last night." I whispered, keeping my voice low.

I didn't want anyone to find out about the pregnancy before Zayn did.

"No way! What did she say? Was she mad? I bet she wants to rip off Zayn's balls!" She exclaimed, gasping as she pulled me to the side of the hallway.

"She was super supportive; she's booked me an appointment on Friday! I was shocked at how she acted. She was really calm about it. She wasn't pleased about Zayn's involvement though." I shrugged, moving closer to the wall as teenagers rushed to class.

"Speaking of Zayn..." Kat nudged me, and looked straight ahead.

I followed her gaze, to where Zayn was stood talking to some freshman guy.

He paused momentarily, looking up and catching my gaze.

He smirked and winked, making me roll my eyes and turn away.

"You like him." Kat stated, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I don't like him, especially not after what he's done." I told her, wrinkling my nose up as someone who was wearing a sweet perfume walked by me. I gagged.

Jesus, this baby likes nothing!

"You wouldn't be hanging around with him if you didn't like him." Kat murmured, pulling me inside our first class.

"For your information, he seems to appear out of nowhere. I'm plucking up my courage!" I defended, dumping my bag under the desk and taking a seat near the open window.

"Have you decided when you're going to tell him?" She asked, lifting her textbook up to her mouth so nobody could hear her.

If anything, she was making herself more obvious.

"Lunchtime, maybe." I sighed, rubbing my temple, as a headache was coming on.

"Risky. Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"What's wrong with you? First, you're telling me to tell him as soon as possible. Now, you're telling me it's risky? Are you bipolar?" I exclaimed, wincing when my head throbbed.

"You know that's not what I meant. I just don't want it to blow up in your face if he reacts badly."

"He won't react badly. He knows it'll ruin his reputation."

Or at least I hoped he wouldn't react badly.

"Good luck." Kat murmured, silencing as the lesson began.

My stomach churned, but not from sickness.

I only had a few hours to buck up the courage to tell Zayn that he got me pregnant.

Crap.

Notes

She will be telling him in the next chapter.

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