Oh How I Wish...
Chapter 67
 (A One Direction Fan-fiction)

"How long has it been?" I asked Jill, pacing back and forth. "Rosie, it's ony been a minute and a half, we need to wait for five, for both of them." she replied. I just took the test, well actually two, and I was so scared. Jill was sitting on her counter trying to clam me down but I couldn't be calm at a time like this.  I was pacing and sliently thinking about this. What if I was pregnant? Would Harry want to keep it, more importantly, would I? How would we pay for it, how would my parents react? After about a thousand questions, the timer went off. I stopped and looked at Jill and said, "You look first.". She nodded and picked up the first test. She stared at it for a minute, blankly. Then she put it down and picked up the next, did the same thing. After she put down the last test, she looked at me and said, "You should look.". I walked over to the counter and looked down at both of them at the same time. I saw the little symbols, both of them the same, and knew what this meant. I backed away, not saying anything. A tear fell from my face and Jill smiled. I hugged Jill as hard as I could. We both released and then we both started screaming and jumping up and down, laughing and smiling. "Oh my god, thank god I'm not pregnant, AHHH!" I screamed. Jill was also really excited for me. I picked up the phone and dialed Harry's number. It started to ring and I heard a "Hello?". Me and Jill both started screaming into the phone together and even I couldn't make out what it sounded like. "Slow down and one at a time." he said, laughing, he could tell we were excited. "Harry's you can skip on buying the dippers, because I'm not pregnant!" I said. "Oh thank god." I heard him sigh. I laughed and we arranged our plans for tomorrow, which I was secretly dreading, for two reasons. One, it was their last concert in New York, or anywhere around me, for a LONG time. I wouldn't see Harry for a couple of months after this. Second, Faith was going to be there, front row. Somehow, someway she would make this miserable for me. After I hung up, I texted Robby, I hated knowing that he was mad at me. "Hey Robby, just lettin u no that im not pregnant, txt bac ok?" I typed. Me and Jill just hung out for a couple of hours and then I went home. As soon as I walked through the door, I heard footsteps coming down the steps, it was my mom. "Rosie, what the hell is wrong with you?" she yelled. "Aparently a lot." I said, shocked. She always said that to me when she was mad, but I was shocked because I didn't know what I did wrong. "I got a call from your principle today, actually getting up and leaving school, that wasn't part of the deal." she said. "Mom, I know, and I'm so sorry, but my teacher wouldn't let me go to the nurse's office, and Harry was-" she cut me off. "Rosie, that boy has done nothing but get you in trouble. Maybe your father was right, maybe you shouldn't be seeing him.". My stomach fell right to my butt. "No mom, this is my fault, not Harry's please, I need to see him, you can't tell me I can't." I said. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh yes I can, I'm your mother, and you're not leaving this house this weekend, you're not going to that concert." she said. "Mom no! Please, this is the last time I'll see him for months, please!" I said, starting to tear. "I hope you had fun with him today, because you're not seeing him for a couple of months." she said, turning around and walking away. "I did! And it's not over yet, I'm seeing him tomorrow, I don't care what you say." I said, crossing my arms, still standing where I had entered. She turned around and said, "You talk to me like that again, and you'll never see any boy again." she said, walking away. I picked up my phone and texted Harry, saying, "Change of plans, pick me up in an hour, sooner actually.". I ran up to my room and grabbed a bag. I stuffed it with clothes, pj's, and all my nessities. Nicole was on her bunk and as she watched she said, "What are you doing?". I stopped packing and walked over to her and said, "Look Nicole, I need you to do me a favor. I'm leaving tonight, I'm going to Harry's place, you can't tell mom or dad and you need to cover for me, please, do this one thing and I'll tell them this was all my idea and I forced you to do this.". She never did anything for me, but I could tell she knew I meant this and needed her. "Okay, fine, but if you sleep with him..." she started. "Don't worry, I'm not going to." I said. I finished up packing when my mom called me down to dinner. We all eat, me in scilence, and after I went back upstair, I had a text saying, "Okay, but why? What's going on?". It had been about 40 minutes since I texted him and I replied, "Hurry up, and I'll explain when you get here.".

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