Three minutes feel like three years to me and Ally as we sit on the cold floor in the her aunt's bathroom. We already looked through draws because we got so bored and we even folded and rolled up all the hand towels and watered the little plant that stands next to the toilet. Ever second feels like 100 minutes and we both end up laying on the cold floor. Then Ally's timer on her phone goes off and we both jump up. She quickly turns it off and then we look at the test that lays on perfectly folded toilet paper between the two sinks.

"I can't look at it." I say and look up when we stand in front of it.

"It's positive." Ally says and my heart skips a beat.

"Fuck!" I exclaim and my knees get wobble. I squad down and hold my stomach. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I mumble and can't help it but start to cry. "Shit."

"Don't curse in front of the baby." Ally says and kneels down in front of me.

"It can be wrong, right?" I ask her. "It can be wrong." I say louder and she just nods.

"You have to go to the doctor." She just says and rubs my back. I take a deep breath and start to cry.

"I just can't be." I whisper and cover my mouth with my hands as I start to cry even more. The tears stream down my face and breathing becomes difficult. "I just can't be." I repeat over and over again. "I just can't."

"Shh, breathe, Olivia, breathe. We'll figure something out." Ally tries to comfort me and rubs my back. "We'll figure something out." She whispers and wraps her arms around my waist.

"I just can't." I breathe in heavily and my legs begin to tremble. I sit down on the floor and lean against Ally. She holds me and rubs my back as she comforts me. "Cheer up, alright? Soon there will be a little Olivia or Niall running around." She says and I can't help it but gasp and chuckle quietly.

"A little Niall." I laugh shortly and take a deep breath. "A little Niall." I repeat as more tears stream down my face.

It's funny how getting pregnant by Niall was a dream of mine few years ago when he was just my celebrity crush. It was a dream of mine few months ago as well, but I imagined me and Niall to be older, married and living in a house. Not broken up, away from each other and not even in contact. That's not what I wanted. Nor for me, nor for the baby. I look at the pregnancy stick and read the result over and over again "Pregnant 3+"

On Monday, after my classes, I meet up with Ally at Starbucks. Since the baby party, I did some research about babies, things for babies, things that I should know, things that would be useful to know. I came to the conclusion that raising a child is hard. There are apparently over 80% single mothers out there in the world. That's a lot and soon I'll be one of them.

Even though I hold onto the possibility that I can't be pregnant, I know that that's just unnecessary effort. But I don't want to know the truth.

When Ally finally comes into Starbucks, I get up and walk towards her. I don't want to spend any more time in a room with students who are happy and not pregnant. Ally turns around again, even though she wasn't even in Starbucks for a minute, and I follow her to her car. Only when we sit inside, I say something.

"So, we're really doing this?"

"You are. I'm just taking you there and be by your side." Ally says. "So, are you really doing this?" She asks.

"There's no way back, is there?" I ask her and she shakes her head. "Lets go then." I say and she drives off. Ally turns on the radio to calm my nerves but 'You and I' starts playing. She wants to press next, but I hold her hand back.

"It's okay." I say and start to listen to Niall's voice. I've missed hearing it. Over the weeks that went by, I avoided everything that had to do with him. I skipped every One Direction song, rushed past magazines that could have his face on it and even put my Niall pillow into a drawer, so that I wouldn't have to see it. When the song ends, we arrive at the hospital and get out of the car. We stand in front of the building and my heart skips a beat. I put my hand on my stomach and take a deep breath. Ally takes my hand and leads me inside. She goes up to the reception while I stand behind her.

"We need to check if she's pregnant." She says to the woman behind the reception.

She nods and stands up. "Go ahead to the elevator and then to the second floor. Straight pass the rooms and then at the end is the baby station. Just tell the nurse behind the reception that you need a check up now and that it's really urgent. She'll know what to do." The woman smiles at us and when she sees my pale face she says, "It will be alright."

That was probably the nicest nurse I've ever seen in my entire life.

Ally and I smile back at her before making our way to the baby station. We go the instructed way and then stop at the baby station. Then again, Ally goes to the reception and I just stand behind her.

"She needs a check up now and it's really urgent." She says and the nurse nods. Ally gives her my name and then she points over to the chairs. "Sit down and we'll call out your name."

We both nod and then walk away. When we sit again, we have to wait again. Just like in the bathroom of her aunt, the minutes feels like hours. In the room are other pregnant women. Some are more pregnant than the others, some have their children with them, some have their man with them. I get more and more nervous as the minutes pass by and then it's finally our turn.

"Mrs. Hemmings." A woman smiles and looks around the room.

"It's just Ms. Hemmings." I say and Ally and I get up and follow her to her office.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Hemmings." The doctor says once we're inside. "I'm doctor Hilton, please have a seat." She smiles at us with an uplifting smile, which relaxes me a bit.

Ally and I sit down and then she looks at both of us with a curious look.

"So, I'm guessing, you're pregnant and you're the friend who does all the talking because you are to nervous?" She asks and guessed correctly.

"Yes, you're right." Ally smiles and looks at me, waiting for me to say something.

"Did you take a pregnancy test?" Dr. Hilton asks and I nod. "And it came out positive?" She asks and I nod again. "So now you're here and want to make sure that you really are pregnant?"

"Yes." I finally bring a word out.

"Okay then, lay down there and pull your shirt up. We'll have a look." She smiles and stands up. I stand up as well and then lay down again, pulling up my shirt. "Careful, it's cold." She says and puts something really cold on my stomach. "Ready?" She asks.

"Yes." I say and then she puts that thing on my stomach, starting to scan it. She moves it around and then comes to a stop.

"See this?" She asks and I nod. "This is your baby."

My heart skips a beat and tears roll down my cheeks. I look at the monitor and see a little darker dot that is supposed to show the baby inside me. Ally comes over and looks at monitor as well. Her mouth is slightly open and she can't believe, just like I can't believe that this little dot is a baby, my baby. I'm pregnant and now it's fixed. I can't tell myself that it is wrong anymore. I'm pregnant.

"You're in your sixth week, no heart beat yet but soon there will be one." The doctor smiles, probably thinking that that's good news. But when neither Ally nor I say anything, she slowly realizes that it isn't good news at all. "Aren't you happy?" She asks carefully.

I shrug and Ally shrugs. I don't know what to feel now. I should feel happy and I would feel happy if my life wasn't the way it is right now.

"It's not too late for an abortion." She says but I shake my head.

"No. No abortion." I say and look back at the little dot. My tears have dried and but I start to worry.

How am I supposed to raise a little baby? How am I supposed to buy things for the baby? Am I going to be a good mum? Is my baby going to be healthy? Will it have a good life? How is it going to have a good life when I can't afford one for it? How am I supposed to take care of a living baby when I can't even take care of plants?

My head is spinning around.

It won't have a father. She or He won't be able to see their father, except for when he's on TV. We're going to have to move to Ireland. I'm going to have to move in with my mother. I can't take care of a baby on my own. My baby might never meet his father. He or She will ask me who his or her father is and I won't be able to answer without starting to cry. I'm going to have to quit uni and get a job and take care of my baby. And I need a fucking good job or else I won't be able to afford diapers and stuff like that.

All this is not what I planned when I moved to London few months ago. That's not what I wanted when I moved here. I wanted to live a normal and be happy and all that. Pregnancy wasn't in my plans for years.

I start to take deep breaths and the doctor cleans my stomach. She then points over to the chair and leaves quickly through the door. Ally and I sit down again and we both don't know what to say.

"You're pregnant." Ally says and I nod.

"I'm pregnant." I say and she nods.

The doctor comes back in and sits down across from us. "Of course it's a little shock, but like I said it's not too late for an abortion."

"No abortion." I shake my head no. I won't kill the little baby inside me. Doesn't matter if a thousand struggles are coming towards us. We're going to stay strong and live.

"Well... does the father know?" She asks and I shake my head.

"Are you going to tell him?" Ally asks and I realize that I didn't even think about that. I just thought that he or she would never meet his or her father, but I didn't think once about telling him or not. He has the right to know it, but I don't think that I have the courage to tell them.

I know that Niall would want to know it and that he would take care of it. I know that he would want to be a big part of the baby's life and that he would do anything to be that. He would be a good dad, a great one and all I have to do is call him and tell him. With Niall the baby would get the life it deserves. With Niall's help, I could afford everything the baby needs and even more. He or She could go to a nice school, have a good life and become whatever it wants to become. Our baby would be happy, making me and Niall happy as well even if we're not together.

"He should know it." I say and Dr. Hilton nods agreeing.

"It's always the best if the father know about it. Are you together? Married? Engaged?" She asks and I hold back the tears.

"We broke up a few weeks ago." I say and realize that it has been exactly a month since.

"Well, he should know anyways and maybe he could help you financially but most importantly with his presence. A baby needs a mother and a father. That's important." Dr. Hilton says and I nod agreeing and understanding.

"Thank you, doctor." I say and she gives me a sheet of paper with information on it.

"It says when you should come again to see the baby's heartbeat and then some information on the other side about healthy eating and activities to do." She smiles and stands up. Ally and I stand up as well and we shake hands.

"Thank you." Ally says and goes ahead.

"Thank you so much." I say and follow her out.

"Good luck." Dr. Hilton says, knowing as well as I do that I'm going to need it.