Hanna unlocked the front door and burst through, and was about to speed up the stairs when Ashley walked out of the kitchen.

"Mom," Hanna breathed. "W-what are you doing here?" She hid the CVS bag behind her back and began slowly walking backwards up the stairs.

"I took the day off work," Ashley said, eyeing her daughter suspiciously. "What's going on, Hanna?"

"Nothing. Why would you think something is going on?"

"Because you're acting…cagey."

"I just have a really big essay due in tomorrow and I haven't even started it yet." Hanna turned around and made a dash for it upstairs.

She chucked the pharmacy bag under her bed and breathed a sigh of relief as she entered her bedroom. Luckily, her mom hadn't seen what she'd been hiding and so far, Hanna was in the clear.

Heels clicked up the stairs and down the hallway before stopping outside the blonde's room. "Hanna, can I come in?" Ashley bellowed through the door. Hanna hastily got up and picked up the random things scattered on the floor before allowing her mother to enter.

"I'm needed at work," She said, while glancing around the bedroom. "I'll be gone for a few hours so I need to you sort yourself some dinner, okay?"

"Whatever," Hanna scoffed. She hated cooking, and recently, had been doing a lot of it. "Can you get out of my room now?"

Ashley rolled her eyes and turned around before shuffling away. Hanna waited until she'd heard the front door shut and the car drive away before pulling her phone out. She dialled one of the few numbers she knew off by heart, with her heart pounding.

"Han, what do you want?" Spencer said discourteously as she answered Hanna's call.

"Okay, I'm going ignore your rudeness for a second because I need your help."

"I'm trying to revise here, Hanna. I don't have time to discuss what colour you should paint your nails."

"Seriously, what's up with the rudeness? Anyway, no. This is serious. I urgently need you to come over."

Spencer heard the nervousness in her friend's voice and realised she wasn't joking. "I'll be there in 10."

Hanna threw her phone onto the bed and reached underneath to get the CVS bag. She took one last look at what was inside and began taking deep breaths.

Spencer's jaw dropped slightly when she walked into Hanna's bedroom and saw what was on the floor. "So this is what you needed help with?"

Hanna nodded. She stared at the 4 boxes that were lain out in front of her. "What do I do, Spence?"

The brunette carefully took a hold of Hanna's arm and escorted her to the bathroom. She sat her down on the porcelain toilet lid and handed her a cup. "Well first, you need to drink a glass of water."

She watched as the blonde gulped down the water. "Good. Now, which one do you want to do first?"

"I don't care. Any of them."

Spencer handed Hanna the first box before being directed to stand in the bath behind the shower curtain.

"God Hanna, how long does it take to pee on a few sticks?"

"I'm on the last one," Hanna said. "Okay, done. Wait, don't come out just yet." She pulled up her sweats and placed all 4 tests on the side of the sink. "Okay, I'm decent."

Spencer pulled back the curtain and stepped out. She set a timer on her watch for 10 minutes which gave the tests enough time to produce an accurate answer. Hanna paced the bathroom as she waited, despite her whole body shaking.

The beep from Spencer's watch echoed around the en suite and Hanna stopped in her tracks. She turned around and looked at her friend. She could feel her heart pounding inside her chest.

"So…" Spencer said after an awkward few seconds. "Do you want to do it or should I?"

"You," Hanna replied quickly.

The brunette nodded and picked up the first test. She didn't tell Hanna what they said until she reached the final one.

"What do they say?" The blonde asked, jittering. "Spencer?"

"You're pregnant," Spencer whispered. It came out a lot quieter than she'd expected.