When I woke up on Thursday, the so called Maundy Thursday. Today my whole family was going to meet up and eat lunch together, at my mothers’ house. I stretched in my bed and thought about really getting up or not. When I didn’t hear my mothers’ voice outside I decided that I should get up and get ready. I needed to be done for when she got home so that I could help with the cooking. I got up and picked out some clothes that I could use while cooking and then went into the bathroom. I took my pyjamas off and then look at my bare tummy. Well, I shouldn’t call it tummy because that makes it sound small, and it doesn’t look small at all. I sighed and thought about the fact that Liam had been in the same country as I but was probably on his way to some other country.

I turned on the shower and enjoyed the hot water that was warming my body. After what felt like only minutes I heard my mother coming home and yelling hello. I heard her talking to someone but I didn’t think about it anymore then that. I stayed in the shower for about an half hour more and then decided that it was time to start helping my mother with everything. I walked out and started drying myself when I realized I had left my clothes on my bed. I sighed and wrapped the towel around my body, cursing over the small size of it. I walked out of the bathroom and turned towards the kitchen where my mother was cooking already.

“I am so sorry mom! I’m just going to get dressed then I will help you.” I smiled a sweet smile and started to walk away.

“Rosanna.” My mother called me back and I turned to look at her. She smiled and winked at me as she continued. “I met a boy who was standing outside our door. He wanted to speak to you so you don’t have to help me right now.” I nodded, thinking that the boy was my friend Markus. I walked into my room, not seeing anyone at my desk. I turned around and found a surprised boy with a shocked expression. I gasped and quickly tried to cover my body, hoping that he hadn’t seen anything. My luck wasn’t that good since his eyes were focused on my huge belly.

“Liam..” I tried talking to him but he just shook his head.

“So it is you…” He looked up and stared into my eyes. “I saw the pictures. I didn’t want to believe it but then I talked to Niall.”

“Fuck…” I whispered underneath my breath and cursed Niall for telling him. “Liam look…”

“No.” He spoke with a small voice and shook his head. “How far along are you?”

“Liam please don’t…” He looked at me with stern eyes and I sighed. “I am about six months along.”

“So it is mine…” Liam whispered and then looked shocked even more. “He said that you were going to get rid of it…” I looked at the extremely hurt boy who was sitting on my bed. He looked so small and innocent. I sighed and shook my head. I had really messed up this time.

“I did tell him that…” I waited a few seconds and felt a little scarred. “But I lied.” I sat down on my desk chair and put my head in my hands.

“Why though?” I sounded confused as if he didn’t understand that what I did was for his own good.

“I didn’t tell him because I knew that if I did tell him the truth, he would tell you.” I sighed again and then stood up to get my clothes. “Could you look the other way while I change?” He nodded and turned towards the wall behind my bed. I grabbed my panties and started putting them on.

“Why didn’t you want me to find out?” His question shocked me a little but at the same time I knew that it was coming. I put my bra on and then thought about what I should say. I contemplated telling him a lie but then I remembered that my last one got me in a lot of trouble.

“Because I had a feeling that you would want to stick around and help me.” He turned around quickly and looked at me. I had just gotten my shirt on and was about to put on my shorts.

“Of course I would help you!” He stood up and walked over to me. “It’s my baby and I will help you in every way that you need.”

“But that the point Liam.” I stepped back a few steps and then continued. “I don’t want your help. I don’t want you to give everything up because I got drunk and I don’t want you in my life!” I was screaming at him as I finally got my shorts on. I stormed towards the door and heard Liam follow me closely behind. I stopped in front of the door and turned towards him. “Please leave this alone Liam.”

“Rosie please don’t do this…” I turned and opened the door.

“Have a nice life Liam.” I waited until he was outside and then I shut the door loudly. As soon as the door closed I felt my legs give a little. The baby started kicking even more, she/he had been kicking this entire time Liam had been here. I felt that she/he was mad at me for driving Liam away but that was the best thing. He didn’t need to ruin his life just because of my mistakes. I felt somebody’s arms around me and that’s when I realized I was crying. My heart felt like it was breaking and I didn’t know what to do. The right think was to tell Liam to leave but I regretted that I had told him that I didn’t want him in my life.

“Honey…” My mother spoke to me and pulled back to look at my face. “Was that him?” She looked at me with knowing eyes and I felt the tears starting to come again.

“Yes…” And then, complete meltdown.

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