"Ok you sit there and I'll go get Paul, no Gemma, God why did Liz have to go home!? Um no one freak out!" I panicked.
"Hurry!" Georgia moaned.
“Um, okay, breathe and stuff, that’s what you’re supposed to do right?” Harry cried, wigging into a pair of black skinny jeans.
“I’m pretty sure everyone is kind of supposed to breathe all the time.” She moaned.
“Yeah, yeah, right.” Harry said, “Um, phone, where’s my phone….”
Throwing the hotel door open, as I pulled a t-shirt over my head I ran down the hall however colliding into someone, stumbled backwards, nearly falling however managed to steady myself at the last second. Pulling my head out of my shirt I looked down to find an annoyed looking Gemma sitting on the ground.
“Gemma!” I cried, “Hauling her to her feet, “Thank God! We need you Harry and I don’t know what to do and we’re panicking and Georgia is like… I don’t even know and I think there’s something wrong and….”
“Ashton!” Gemma cried, “You have to slow down I have literally no idea what you just said.”
“Just come on!” I groaned, grabbing her by the band and pulling me behind me to Harry’s room.
Throwing the door open I found Harry talking on the phone however there was no sign of Georgia.
“Is this some kind of Joke?” Gemma asked.
“No!” I cried, “Harry, where is she?”
“Yeah Mom, I don’t know…… she went to the bathroom.” He answered, “Hey um Mom I have to go.”
“Can someone please tell me what’s going on?” Gemma demanded.
“Georiga is going into labor early.” Harry replied hanging up the phone, “And I just talked to Mom who confirmed my suspicion that something is most defiantly wrong.”
“Shit.” Gemma groaned, “Well why do you want me, I don’t know what the hell I’m doing!”
“You’re a girl!” Harry cried.
“Just because I’m a girl doesn’t mean I’m like a freaking midwife Harry!” she spat.
“Well who would you rather I got Paul?”
“I don’t know, maybe! Or Lou! She’s had a kid! The 1D boy’s stylist! You could have called Liz, there’s a long list of people!”
“I was panicking!” Harry cried, “You were the first person I th…..”
Suddenly an agonized, blood curdling scream, filled the air.
Feeling sick I ran to the bathroom with Gemma and Harry on my heels and not bothering to knock threw the door open. And what I saw, I’ll never be able to unsee. Sat in the middle of the floor was Georgia, surrounded by a lake of blood.
“It’s okay right?” she whimpered, “This happens sometimes, doesn’t it?”
“No,” Gemma whispered, “No it doesn’t.”
~
“It’ll be okay, I know it will, it was probably just her period.”
Burying my face in my hands I slid further down in my uncomfortable plastic hospital chair.
“Luke love you don’t get your period when you’re pregnant.” Lou sighed.
“How long as she been in there?” Michael yawned next to me.
“I don’t know.” I muttered, “A while.”
