I was leaning against the windowsill and holding my phone in my hands. It was four days since I last talked to Brianna after our little fight and I had a feeling that it must be me to call her this time. I was always the one who was too proud to call her after our fights and Brianna had always called me saying she was sorry. But now I had to swallow my pride.

I needed Brianna's advice right now. I didn't know what to do. My periods hadn't started still and they were about two weeks late now. I still couldn't believe what Brianna had said could be true. No way.

I dialed her number and waited for a long time before she finally answered. "Alison, what the hell. You know I'm working at this time of day," she answered whispering. I hadn't remember that and a moment I thought she could use it as an excuse not to talk with me but then I heard some kitchen noises behind. Brianna worked as a waitress about two blocks from my apartment.

"Is everything okay?" she said and I noticed I hadn't said anything to her still. "Yeah," I managed to say but I felt a few tears escaping from my eyes. I couldn't believe I was crying. "Can you... I mean after your work... Could you come here at any chance?" I said and tried to keep my voice strong. "I mean... I'm sorry," I added. I hadn't got too much good friends and everytime we fight with Brianna I was scared that she'd finally had enough of me. I wasn't the easiest person to deal with.

"Yes, it's fine. But I had to go now or I'll get fired. My shift ends at 6 and I'll be there right away then," she explained before we hang up. I felt relieved that I had phoned her. I threw my phone on the coach and walked to my bedroom. I jumped on the bed and let myself cry.

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I was woken up by someone who was banging my front door. I groaned and checked the time. It was about 6pm. My eyes widened and I got up from the bed quickly. I had slept almost the whole day. I ran to the front door and looked at the mirror before opening it. I regretted I had put some mascara in the morning 'cause it was all over my cheeks now. My eyes were red and puffy from the crying but I didn't care 'cause I knew it was Brianna coming.

"Finally!" Brianna sighed when I opened the door and let her in. She kicked her shoes off and dropped her bag on the floor before even looking at me. But when she did her eyes got big. "You look terrible!" that was something only best friend could say and I felt myself smiling lightly. "I'm sorry," I mumbled before I hugged her. "It's okay," she hugged me back and I sobbed a few times.

She led me to sit on the coach and gave me a nod to tell her everything. "It's just... I'm so scared," I started. Brianna knew immediately what I was talking about and she petted my hair gently. "Have you done a test?" she asked. I hadn't even thought about that yet. "No. It just... it can't be true. Harry and I haven't even been together for a long. We have never... I have ever said him that I love him. We're so young," I explained searching for words. "You've ever said the L-word? I said it all the time with Daniel," Brianna said looking surprised. "I feel like we don't need to," I whispered and she stopped petting my hair. She took my hands to hers and looked straight into my eyes.

"Alison, you've gotta wake up on reality. Do the test and then you'll be sure you aren't pregnant," she said and I whimpered a little when she said the last word. I looked at my feet and sighed loudly. "Promise me, you'll do it today," she continued trying to catch my eyes. I felt I could break anytime soon so I just nodded to her. "I can be there when you do it if you want to," Brianna said and I shook my head quickly. "No," I tried to say it firmly but it came out as a whisper. "Okay, but promise me to call after you've done it," she said and stood up. She kissed my forehead and I closed my eyes. Then she picked her stuff and I heard the door closing.

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I managed to get off my apartment after I had took a quick shower. I probably looked like a ghost without make up and my hair in a messy bun. I went to the nearest shop and I bought four pregnancy test instead of one. At this time I was quite sure what they'd say and I was terrified. I felt like I needed to explain my purchase for the shop assistant. "I-it's for a friend," I said smiling a little as she put them on the plastic bag. She just smiled at me and I thought she hadn't believed me. I ran off the shop quickly without looking anyone in the eyes.

I felt relieved when I was finally back at my apartment so no one could see me. I was paranoid the whole way back and felt like every person who walked past me looked at my stomach like I was pregnant. I had to check myself from the mirror and sighed when I saw my tummy looked like before. Or do I have a little belly already? I shook my head quickly and went to kitchen island with my purchase. The tests dropped on the table and I stared at them like they were something danger. I plucked up courage before I took the tests and went to the bathroom.

I did the first one and it looked positive. It can be wrong, I tried to tell myself and took another one.

I actually did all of the tests before I collapsed on the floor and leaned my head against the wall. I closed my eyes but opened them quickly 'cause all I could see in my mind was Harry's miserable face when he'd hear the news. I checked all of the test again and saw they looked positive. Then the tears came and I let myself cry so long as a single tear couldn't come anymore.

I felt knackered but I somehow got up from the floor. I found my phone and typed Brianna's number. "Alison?" she answered right away and her voice sounded worried. "I am pregnant," I said slowly and went back to the bathroom. "Oh my god. You are?" Brianna said like she couldn't believe it even though she was the one to be so sure about it before. "I don't know what to say... You've to tell Harry," she continued. I felt my stomach turning upside down and for a moment I thought I was gonna throw up but I didn't. "I can't," I whispered. I noticed I was holding my hand on my stomach and moved it away quickly. "But you have to. Think about how mad he'll be if you don't tell him now," Brianna kept going. "Okay," I sighed 'cause she was right even though I didn't have a clue how to find courage for that. "I'll be there tomorrow, promise. Take care!" she said apologetically.

After the phone call I sat on the floor what felt like hours. I felt numb and I didn't know what to do. I even thought about calling my mom for a while but we hadn't talked like almost a year now. For a light moment I wished she'd be here now and I could go back to that day when my dad died. I should've saved him.

I noticed I was thinking ridiculous thoughts and I laughed at myself sarcastically. I couldn't believe I was pregnant. When it have happened? I remembered we had got to Harry's apartment after the club night before his Australia tour. We should've been more careful.

My phone was staring at me from the floor next to me. I hadn't got any other options but to tell him and the sooner the better. I felt a few tears coming again and I let them stream down my cheeks while I picked my phone. I wiped my face with my knuckles before calling him.

"Hi babe! What's up!" I heard Harry's cheerful voice answered at the other end. It was too much for me and I didn't say anything just hang up. I put my head to my hands and started to cry again. A moment after my phone rang and it was Harry. I collected myself and answered. "Sorry, I just...uhm...got something to tell to you," I struggled. "That sounds serious. Should I come over?" Harry said.

"NO!" I yelled. I just couldn't tell him the news face to face. "Uhm, okey then. What is it?" Harry asked calmly. "Uh, Harry please don't be mad...but I think...I'm actually quite sure..." I burst into tears again as I looked at all the tests I had done. All positive. "Alison, I'm getting worried. Just tell. It can't be that bad," Harry was getting desperate. "I'm pregnant," I said finally and he didn't say anything just hang up.

He had hang up with me without a word? Fine. I could deal by my own. I still felt my heart dropped in my chest and I mashed my phone on the wall infront of me. It fell apart in the million pieces on the floor and I smiled widely before I started to cry hard.

Notes

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