I am so terribly sorry for not updating in so long! I've been incredibly busy and I've honestly had not inspiration for this chapter. It's been almost two weeks and I feel seriously awful! Aren't you glad I'm getting up a chapter though? *laughs weakly and pumps fist in air* Yayyyyy!

A big thanks to Chloe(FrobsFanfics) and FABINALIVES for helping with most of this story! Whether they know it or not, they've helped a lot!

Anyway, shall we get onto the disclaimer?

Disclaimer: I do not own HOA or math!

Nina's P.O.V.

I was deep in the thoughts of algebraic equations and graphing solutions when Trudy peeked into the common room.

"Nina, someone's on the phone for you." She whispered, the phone pressed against her chest. She slipped back into the hallway and I could faintly here her talking.

I automatically expected it to be Gran. Or anyone besides the person it actually turned out to be.

I slid the math textbook and my paper and pencil from my lap and stood up. It was nice to take a break from the dreaded thing that is algebra. My feet carried me into the hallway and Trudy handed me the phone, giving me a confused glance as she scooted back into the dining area.

"Hello?" I questioned.

"Hi. Is this Nina Martin?" A friendly voice asked. I could hear some shuffling of papers in the background and a few serious voices muttering back and forth to each other.

"Yeah, this is her speaking." I rolled my eyes as if they could see me, a habit I picked up from Gran.

"We're calling on behalf of your last ultrasound appointment." They paused. More shuffling.

"Yes? Is something wrong?" I asked worriedly, heart beginning to pound frantically.

"Well, it seems that your technician made a mistake during your appointment and falsely diagnosed you pregnant with twins. You are, in fact, only having one baby. We're terribly sorry for the inconvenience!" My heart stopped as the words escaped the ever so perky woman's lips.

"W-what?" I stuttered, unable to believe it.

"Your technician falsely-" They started again. I cut them off.

"No, I heard you. Im just trying to let the news sink in." I corrected them, taking a few deep breaths in concentration.

"Again, we're really sorry." She apologized profusely. I was starting to actually get a bit annoyed.

"Y-yeah, it's fine." I lied. It wasn't fine. Nothing was fine.

"Is there anything we can do?" I sent them a glare telepathically.

"No. I have to go, bye." I hung up as quickly as I possibly could. I couldn't stand her perky little voice with her perky little personality and blah blah blah. Maybe it was the hormones or maybe it was the fact that she seemed like a stuck-up brat, but for some reason, she got on my nerves way more than she should.

And then it finally hit me. I was pregnant. But not with twins. With one. They had made a mistake. A mistake. One. Not two.

I shook my head frantically, trying to get out of the nightmare that was reality. Why couldn't this be a dream? I was actually really, really excited to be having twins. And now it was just, not happening? It felt like I had done something wrong. Like I didn't deserve to have twins and that's why I wasn't having them.

That's ridiculous though. I was never pregnant with twins, I just thought I was. It was all just a dream. A dream much better than the one I was experiencing now.

"Neens? What's wrong?" Fabian's sincerely worried voice mingled with the tears that I just now realized were streaming down my face. I shook my head violently, willing this to all go away. All of it.

When I finally calmed down enough to speak fluent sentences, I wiped a way a few of my tears and prepared to tell Fabian the news.

"I'm not having twins." A voice whispered. My voice, but it didn't sound like it. It sounded like it belonged to a stranger. A stranger who I'd never knew existed.

"What? But the doctor said-" I cut him off, not believing I was strong enough to hear him finish his thoughts.

"They got it wrong. I'm only having one." My voice, the voice that belonged to me, was back. But it was cracking and sounded different. Broken.

"Oh Nina." He crouched down near my chair and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I'm a horrible mother!" I wailed, the tears descending down my pale face once again.

"Nina, you're not. This has absolutely nothing to do with you. They made a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes, right?" Fabian reassured, helping me stand up so he could guide me into the living room. He laid me down on the couch and sat down next to me, my head resting on his lap.

"It feels like it's my fault though." My voice was soft this time. I was relaxing slightly thanks to Fabian's soft fingers running through my hair.

"Shh, Nina. It's not your fault sweetheart. I know this is hard, but I need you to realize that you did nothing wrong. Can you do that for me?" He questioned, placing a kiss to my forehead.

"I'll try." Was my weak attempt at an answer. Thankfully, he took it.

"Good. Thank you." I could tell he was smiling slightly by his tone of voice.

"No. Thank you. I honestly don't know what I'd do without you." I breathed, feeling ashamed because it almost seemed like I couldn't do anything without him. It was like I was a baby.

"I feel the same way, Nina. I love you." He replied, his right hand caressing my cheek.

"I love you too." I smiled, my lips curving slowly until a giggle escaped them.

Fabian laughed and pulled me closer, staying there with me until the news sunk in to both of us.

One, not two.

A/N; Thank you all for reading! I still need name suggestions and blah blah blah, so please review with them. Tehe, thanks.

If I could get up to eighty reviews for the next chapter, that'd be awesome, but I know there's still eight reviews to go so I'm definitely not expecting to hit eighty.

Anyway, until next time.

-Emma