I woke with the sun. I had forgotten to close the curtains so the sun shined directly on my face. I left my bed and went to the doors leading to the balcony. When I open them a blast is cool air made me shiver. I stepped out on the balcony. It was a pretty day with lots of sunshine. I gave down to see my pool and the too large greenhouses. It was weird it back in California. I was so use to being at Pinewood. I remembered I was going to lunch with close. I ran back inside and got dressed. Then I went to the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. It was weird to have a bathroom of my own. I was so used to sharing it with 3 other girls. I looked at my clock to realize it was only 7:30 am. Nobody else gets up to eight. I decided to go though my room. On the walls were paintings by Ty. On my dresser there were pictures. 1 was all 5 girls, another was off all the Niall and I. Niall has been to my house once before. My mother adores him. She told me she wanted me to marry him, while he was in the room. Ty was there had died laughing. I was mortified. Niall has always been my best friend, nothing more. Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door.
"Come in" I call. In walks Ty and Josie, followed by Darcy and Lucy. Everyone but Ty was amazed by my room.
"I thought the guest bedrooms were fancy." Darcy says motioning to my large bed, which had my name carved into the head board.
"Holy crap!" Lucy calls from my closet. I have the worlds largest closet. Its bigger than my room. Fully stocked with designer clothing. I caught glance of myself in the mirror and I yelped at my appearance.

"Lily, what's wrong?" Josie asks as she jumps to my side.

"I look fat!" I whine. It was true. I was starting to show.

"You're not fat. Its just the baby and you're barely showing." Lucy tells me.

"Wait what baby?" Darcy asks sounding confused. Whoops. We forgot to tell her.

"I'm gonna pass the ball to Josie." I say running over to Ty. Josie told Darcy everything. Even who the father was. Darcy didn't seem that mad we forgot to tell her. In fact she seemed excited. I had recently told the girls I was gonna keep the baby. Raise it myself. A sudden knock on the door made me jump.

"Girls, Breakfast is ready."

"Thanks Max." I tell him as I get up. We all go down to breakfast. The boys got there at the same time we did. My mother, Linda was already at the head of the table. My father never eats breakfast with us. Everyone introduced themselves to my mother. She still eyed Niall with interest. She loves playing matchmaker. Believe me, we are all doing fine without her help. Halfway into the meal, I noticed Clove still hadn't showed up.

"Mom, where's Clove?"

"She doesn't generally come to breakfast. She has been keeping to herself a lot lately." Clove is a very social girl. She was worse than I thought.

"But she knows that we came in last night. I'm gonna go check on her" I say as I get up from the table. As I made my way up the stairs I heard my mother start to talk, probably something embarrassing, but I didn't care, my sister is my main priority. I walked over to her door and knocked twice. No answer.

"Clove, it me. I'm home. Wake up!" I say knocking again. Still no answer. I twisted the knob to find it was unlocked. The first thing I saw as I opened the door was a tiny plastic bag of a yellow rocky substance. I knew it was a drug of some kind. What had Clove gotten herself into? I turned towards her bed and let out a blood curdling scream at the sight before me. There was a belt tied to the top of her canopy bed, the other end was around my sister's neck. She was hanging from her bed. Dead. No. No! No! This wasn't happening. This was just a dream. I was too shocked to scream for help. Tears started to stream down my face. Before I knew it was was sobbing. Suddenly I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I didn't even look to see who it was. I just continue my crying.

"No. No. This isn't real." I sob as the person pulls me into an tight hug. The person turns me so I cant see the body anymore. I hug the person as if they were gonna slip away from me. There were no words that described how severe my pain was. I wanted to be dead, too. It just couldn't be real. I feel my knees get weak. The person sat us down and he, it was defiantly a he, held me while I cried. I could see anything through my tears.

"It's gonna be alright, Lily. I'm here now." the familiar tells me. I couldn't put my finger on who it was, but their voice made me feel safe. Almost like things were gonna be ok. But they weren't. My precious, sweet 10 year old sister was dead. Gone forever. I heard a scream behind us.

"Ty, breath and call 911. Then go get help. She's traumatized. Scared out of her mind. Hurry!" he told the source of the scream.

"Are you sure you can handle her, Zayn? Forget that. I'm getting help. Poor little Clove, she was like a little sister to me." Ty says as she runs out of the room. Zayn. He was holding me. If it were any other circumstance, I would never let him get so close to me, but right now I didn't care. My mind was still stuck on my sister. Soon there were the sounds of sirens outside. Zayn picked me up and carried me out of the room with ease. Before I knew it was in a ambulance going to the hospital. I didn't even feel like I was in my body. Everything was happening so fast. All of a sudden I fainted. I remember Ty freaking out right before I closed me eyes.

When I woke up I was in a hospital bed, hooked up to some machines. I wondered why I was here, but then I remembered. Clove. The tears started again. I looked around to see wasn't the only one crying. My mother and Ty were crying too. My father sat there in disbelief. All the others looked grim. Niall had tears in his eyes. He and Ty had known Clove. Ty was there when Clove was born. We played with Clove all of our lives. Now she was gone. She did it to herself. She had killed herself. Why? All my thoughts just brought me more tears. The doctor walked into the room.

"Ms. Porter," he said turning to me "You will suffer from post traumatic stress, but I shouldn't effect your baby."

My father dropped his phone, my mother started to choke on her tears. All of boys, except Niall and Zayn, seemed shocked. There went my secret. They would all have to know sometime.

"What on earth are you talking about?" My father demands.

"Your daughter is about 3 months pregnant." the doctor tells him. All eyes go on me. I stare at the floor. I was in trouble now.