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Hayleys face faded to a sickly, haunted grey. She pulled her knees up to her chin and nodded slowly. "I wanted to tell you... I...", Hayley bowed her head onto her knees as tears cascaded down her ashen cheeks. She wished and prayed that it had never happened; maybe it was an awful nightmare? Hayley felt her throat constrict as she thought about what her parents would say if she was, in fact, pregnant. She looked out the window, towards her door, at a ladybug climbing her wall, anywhere but at Liam and that box.

"I'm scared Liam."

Hayley smiled through her tears when Liam said he wouldn't let her down. She rested her head against his chest letting him rock her back and forth. "Thank you, so much..." She remained in his arms for what seemed hours until her tears had dried up and she felt calmer and more composed.

"I guess I’m going to have to..." she looked sheepishly towards her bathroom door. “I don’t wanna do it Liam... What if it is positive?” she bit her lip praying she would wake up from the nightmare she was in, looking up to Liam hoping he'd tell her everything would be ok, that everything would be as it was before all of this.



Hayley walked out of her bathroom and looked at Liam watching her; she had left the test in the bathroom on the edge of the sink. "Liam... I'm sorry I just can't... Can you look for me...? I know I sound so pathetic but I don't think I can do It." she rushed choking on some of her words.

Hayley watched as Liam walked over to her and took her in his arms, she felt a solitary tear roll down her cheek. Words betrayed her. she remained motionless in his arms, her safe spot, until she sat down in the center of her bed cradling her knees against her chest... She was pregnant; she had a human being inside her.



Hayley cut herself off, she was going to be a mother... a real mum, she unwound her arms and grabbed her blanket, slowly gripping it in her fists...





♠OOC; Joe's Her Brother If you Haven't Worked It Out :]♠

Hayley laid in Liams arms for a minute thinking how best to respond to his question, enjoying the feel of his hand on her stomach. She watched as the sunlight crept ever so casually up her wall. Her heart was torn in half; she never asked to be a mother, she didn't know is she would be able to cope with it. what about her future? What about her mother? How would she cope with it? Sure it was a blessing, but a blessing in disguise. She knew how rare it was for the bloke not to run off.

"I'll survive..." She murmered still facing away from him.

She turned and looked Liam in the eyes. At that moment she realised what he must be going through, he didn't want to be a dad, did he? And besides, what would his parents say?

"I love you more than life itself..."

Hayley smiled at Liams touch, but that soon faded when he asked her what she was going to do. She couldn't knowingly murder her child, but of course there where complications... as always. What would Liam do if she kept it? Would he really stay with her, or would he loose his bottle and abandon her? What would her parents say? The people at school...

"What... What would you say if i said i wanted to keep it?... God, 'it' sounds so cruel, like it's not even human."

She looked into his soft blue eyes and sighed gently, "I'm sorry..."

Hayley smiled at Liam before carefully sitting on the cheap plastic chair behind her desk. She could feel the prickly hot glare from her classmates like daggers digging into her back, watching her every move. "God it's like fricken big brother" she silently mumbled to herself before biting her lip in anticipation, waiting for her form tutor to arrive.

"Oi" It was mark, the cameras were now on him. Hayley focused her attention onto the display on the wall beside her. "So... How much did the poor bugger pay this time?"

She felt hot piercing tears prick the corners of her eyes, she tried to blink them away but it only encouraged more. She let out a loud sob before running out of the classroom and round to the side of the main school building.

Luke remained staring at the spot she once was, that fat slut the love of his life. Pregnant, with that jerks baby. He tapped his fingers softly against the desk infront of where he was sitting. Liam wouldn't stay with her, it was clear, he would get scared and abandon her with a baby... and guess who'd be there for her. Luke thought, allowing himself a small smirk.


Hayley slowed down to a brisk walk when she reached the side of the school building and she ignored the sound of foot falls behind her. She almost smiled when Liam came up behind her and she turned round to face him. She lightly rested her head against his shoulder hugging him loosely.

"I thought they would be a least a little bit considerate... But no, they don't see the me they've known for ages and ages, they see the rumors, and the gossip..." She murmured "I thought mark was one of your friends?" Hayley added as an after note.

Hayley enjoyed the feel of Liams arms around her, protecting her. She looked into his eyes as he brushed a piece of her fringe from hers, Nodding her head slowly at the idea of being beside the lake with him again. Just the two of them, together.



She rested her head against the headrest on the back of the seat she was in, looking out of the window at a small, chocolate coloured, rabbit hop along the edge of the water. She turned her gaze to Liam who was sat beside her. "Do you really want to be a father... or are you only staying because it's the honourable thing? I'm not calling you a liar but please, please be honest." Hayley rushed praying he wouldn't take it the wrong way. She looked into his calm blue eyes and searched, probed for signs of emotion. Of hatred or of insult.

Hayley was lying on her bed tracing the lines of cracks on her ceiling with her eyes, her hands fiddling with a random piece of cardboard they had hunted out from on top of her quilt. She could hear birds out side her window calling to their lovers, and faint music from one of her neighbours. The only thing that disturbed her was the blasts that ripped through the tranquillity of the evening and sliced through the silence, that was her bubble, like a knife. The sound of gunshots emanated from her brothers room. He was addicted to the Xbox, it didn't surprise her that he was so pale.

After a while she heard her mother walking slowly up the stairs into her bedroom and opening her cupboard of which Hayley thought nothing. Roughly 5 minute following this she heard her mothers footsteps move closer to her door and turning the handle, from which emerged a shrill squeak, she had meant to get it oiled a long while ago.

"Hun... I've got your clothes from the wash I’ll just put them in your..." She stopped abruptly looking down at Hayley laying on her bed, or more precise, what she was holding in her hands. "Hayley... what... Hayley why have you got a box for a pregnancy test..."

'pregnancy test' her mothers words brought her sharply and cruely back to reality. She sat up slowly and looked at the box in her hands "I... Mum I... I was going to tell you I..."

She watched helplessly as her mum dropped her clothes on her bedroom floor beside her door and walked, almost as in a dream like state, as if part of her was missing, into the bathroom before locking it sharply behind her. Hayley could almost hear her mothers tears splash onto her cheeks as she subconsiously tugged her quilt up around her shoulders.



Hayley walked into the formroom, it was obvious she had been crying but she couldn't stay at home, not while her mother was there. She bowed her head trying to avoid the watching eyes of the people in her class, and could only assume what rumors would be thought up next.

Luke watched in silence as Hayley walked into the classroom, bowing her head like a man facing hanging ropes, ashamed of their actions. She had been crying, that much was clear, but why? What had happened, or rather, what had Liam done? Luke watched as Liam led her over to their seat and sat her on his knee, what was he saying? Perhaps he was threatening her making sure she didn't tell anyone what he had done? Maybe he had told her he would leave her? Or had he made her get an abortion? Perhaps he had actually physically harmed her. Hayley deserved better than Liam.

Hayley allowed Liam to walk her back to his seat and put on a weak smile as he sat her on his knee but it didn't last long. She felt a tear blossom in the corner of her eye and wiped it away quickly. She paused for a moment, wondering whether she wanted to tell him and what she should say to Liam. "Mum knows, she found out last night I..." Hayley whispered, her voice creaky from crying too much. She stopped her self, feeling the tears well up in her eyes again. She bowed her head once more, looking at her stomach, wishing she had never gotten into the situation she was in.