Twisted

*Two Weeks Later*
Married life is great so far...not. We have barely got to spend any time together. Things have been as busy as ever since Liam and I got back from Vegas. Needless to say, my parents didn't react to the news of me eloping well at all. I have spent the last few days with them trying to assuring them that I made the right decision. but they are still furious. I'm hoping that they will come around, but until then I'm not going to waste my time trying to convince them. The boys' just started their tour so I've been pretty lonely. We're back to the whole long distance thing, but it's much more difficult now that he's my husband. I miss him so much. Luckily, I'm going back to the big apple today to reunite with my friends and of course Simon. It will be nice to be back in my apartment, one of the few things that remains consistent in my life.
After the two and half hour drive, I finally arrive in the city. Home Sweet Home. Unfortunately I don't have much time to relax because I have a doctors appointment. I'm going to my gynecologist to try and figure out a new form of birth control because the pill just isn't working for me. I always forget to take it, and it is really becoming a problem.
When I get to the gyno she runs some tests, and discusses other forms of birth control with me and I decide I want to try the nuvaring that way it will be in there permanently and it will be a massive weight lifted off my shoulders. I am waiting for almost 20 minutes when she finally comes back with my results.
"Well Ella I got your blood and urine samples back and I have some news."
"Oh...is something wrong?"
"Not exactly, lets just say you won't be getting the nuvaring any time soon."
"Why?"
"You're pregnant."
Her words barely make their way to my brain before I can't feel legs. I think I am going to...

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