Chapter 36

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(Brittany's POV)
I wake up feeling nauseous. I make my trip to the bathroom. I hear running outside the bathroom door. I hear a light knock on the door.

In between gags I manage a "Yeah?"

"It's Kian. Is it okay if I can come in?" I hear panic in his voice. I think about it and decide to let him in.

Kian lets himself in and pull my hair back to prevent me from puking on it. He pulls it back into a ponytail and grabs my toothbrush out of the cabinets.

"Do you think we need to take you to the doctors?" he asks while running a hand through his hair.

I shake my head and sigh.

"No, it's fine. I don't need to go, it's probably a stomach bug. It'll pass." I say while hanging my head down and staring at my feet.

Kian shrugs and walks out of the bathroom. I walk down the steps and sit on the couch. The only ones up are Kian and Connor.

"How ya feelin Britt?" Connor asks while looking up from his phone.

I nod and give him a thumbs up white the cheesiest smile.

"What do you guys wanna do today?" I hear Kian's voice coming from the kitchen.

I groan and tilt my head back with my eyes closed.

"I don't wanna do anything! I feel sick." I say loudly. Jc shakes his head while smiling.

"Excuses excuses."

"Very funny." I say while laying my head on a pillow.

"Aww, come on. You know I'm kidding with ya." Jc laughs while patting my leg. Ricky makes his way over to me and sits next to me.

He leans over and puts his hand on my forehead.

"You're not warm at all." he says surprised while leaning away. I shrug and close my eyes.

I was starting to get nervous but I'm sure the stomach thing would pass.

"Hey, sleepyhead! Wake up!" Kian says while leaning close to my face. I could feel his breath on my face.

"Shut the fuck up Kian before I literally fuck punch your face." I mutter.

"Whoa. Is it that time of the month?" Kian laughs.

I flip him off and lay back down again.

I think for a second. I haven't gotten my period yet this month and it's almost the end of the month. I sigh loudly and stare at the tv.

"Aww. What's the problem little one?" Connor asks while grabbing some coffee.

"Nothin. I'm nauseous as fuck and tired ." I groan as I wrap my arms around my stomach.

I feel the vomit coming up my throat again and I run to the bathroom. I hear footsteps behind me but I ignore them.

As I finish puking my brains out I brush my teeth quickly and decided to lay down in my room. I hear knocking on my door and I groan loudly.

"Yeah?" I say loud enough for them to hear.

"Are you okay? Are you just gonna up here for today?" I hear Ricky's voice say through the door.

I pause but then say "Yeah, I'll just stay up here."

No response from the door so I close my eyes. I tuck my knees into my stomach to see if the excruciating pain would go away.

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I wake up and run to the bathroom again. I clean up quick and lay back down on my bed. I look outside and see the sun coming up. I check my phone and see its 8 o'clock. I start to think about this "stomach bug". I really think I should get a pregnancy test.

I get up and quietly walk downstairs to see Connor up, sitting by the window in the kitchen. I walk towards him and he gives me a smile.

"Morning Britt." he says quietly. I smile and wave.

"Connor, can I talk to you about something?" I ask as I sat down in the seat across from him.

"Yeah sure. What's the problem?"

"I...I think I might be pregnant."

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