Chapter 9 – My bright plans
So Zayn has decided to steal my phone. The others have gone back to what they were doing and I'm trying to get my phone back. He is really winding me up; everyone else is oblivious to what was going on. I am currently chasing him around the bus like a dog trying to catch a ball. "Please give me my phone!" Zayn just said no and carried on running, he did a sharp turn by the kitchen area, and I slipped on my socks. Ouch. I just smacked my head on the corner of a cupboard; all I can see is blood. "Shit, geez, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to!" Now he was being apologetic, the others heard me whack my head. I swear the room is spinning. "Soph are you alright, let me get some tissues!" I hate it when people fuss over me. I now have seven people doing so. They just got me to stand up, I can't hold my balance, and I must have whacked my head pretty hard. The bus just stopped, Liam went and told the driver, there is blood everywhere. I bleed like a bloody vampire victim. "Guys, stop, I'm find, just a scratch. It's nothing to be fussed over, just get me a plaster and I'll be fine." The driver just came into the lounge area where we now were, his face said it all. "We're gonna have to call an ambulance, looks like someone need stitches." Was he serious? Stitches, I'm not five. "I really don't! See I'm fine…" I just stood up, and casually fell back down, I feel dizzy now I think about it, and I really hate the sight of blood. "Doesn't look like it, I'll call them now." And off he went dialling 911. Gosh, why did all the drama's happen to me. Zayn is gonna get some pain later.
4 hours later
I have never spent so long in a hospital in my life. Turns out I need seventeen stitches, and apparently that was a lot. I can't believe this; I'm now going to have the hugest scar ever on my forehead. I am so not happy with Zayn, or my socks. We just got back to the bus, all the others seemed shocked by the huge line across my head, and Louis said I still looked beautiful so I don't really mind. Louis came with me, I need someone to make those four hours go quicker, and sadly they didn't. "Shit, Soph, again, I am so sorry – here." Zayn finally gave me back my phone. The bus just started off again too, now we're gonna be late for that chat show the boys were going on. "Zayn my dear, you have some karma coming your way soon." I said with a cheeky smirk on my face, I gave some massive hug and said I accepted his apology. "I'm okay with that, as long as I don't end up with a huge cut across my forehead." I bit my tongue and walked over to the sofa and sat down. I just wanted to go to sleep. My head hurt so much, needed some paracetamol. "Louis where is the paracetamol?"
"It's in your bag, which is on my bed. Want me to get you some?"
"Yeah if you don't mind." He got up and went to get them. "So who wants to watch a film? I was thinking 500 days of summer…" They all looked at me as if I were mad. I know it's a romantic and sad film but it was what I was in the mood for. "Soph, as you have just gone through a bit of pain, we'll let you watch what you want." Lauren was my girlie and that it why I love her and everything she says. "Why thank you…" I just took the tablets off of Louis and cuddled up to him after I swallowed the tablets. "Now everyone hush as this film is one of my favourites." Ten minutes of watching the film and I fell asleep. I hadn't had a dream in a while…
Sophie! Sophie! Congratulations it's a boy! What is its name? George, his name is George. Well that name is just wonderful. Now let's send you home. Your house if lovely as if your husband and look at the time, it is almost as if your luck has run out. You must wake up, face reality. This is what is going to happen if you do not change now otherwise your luck will run out. Take the test. Take the test. Take the test.
That dream was weird. And I just woke up with the biggest headache ever along with a horrid ache in the pit of my stomach. What did my dream mean? I was so confused. Take what test? I don't know. Although, I do know that I am about to throw up. I just looked up to see that everyone was asleep except for Louis. He was just watching the film, looked like he was about to cry. "Was wrong lovely?" He seemed concerned. The puzzled look on his face was the last thing I looked at before the toilet, which is where I was now, throwing up. What did my dream mean? It was bugging me. I just stood up and started to clean myself up when it came to me. My period is late… Shit. Now I was panicking. Act casual, we were going shopping tomorrow so I can slip into a chemist and get a test, I bet it's just my hormones being funny, oh god I cannot be…
The next day
We're now out in L.A, shopping and catching some rays. I need to slip to the chemist with Olivia and Lauren. I told them last night about my assumption, they were worried, and if I was then I really don't know what I'm going to do. "Guys, Olivia needs to go chemist quick, we'll meet you at the restaurant." We all gave our boyfriends a quick kiss and walked off fast, I couldn't wait any longer.
Okay so we're in the restaurant, I need to take this test. I've decided to take a quickie and go to the toilet; I might as well take it now and wait. "Soph come on, pee on the stick already!" Olivia was so impatient; she needed the loo so came with me, also for some moral support. "Wait, I'm almost done, the test is coming through now, and it said that it takes ten minutes." We were both now just standing by the sinks. Lauren just walked in. "The guys are wondering what you two are up to. Oh gosh, have you taken the test?" Lauren joined the waiting. I couldn't read the test, I could see their expressions, they knew. The answer is in Olivia's hands, I can't look…