Spitting Image • TFC 3.0 • l.t. au

Chapter Thirty Seven (2)

Left a little photo there... There's a quote on top from this chapter so tap on it to see what that is. Takes about 3 seconds so...

Might do this every chapter now. I'm gonna edit a little photo with a quote from the chapter.

"Shit." I muttered, feeling my stomach drop. I took a deep breath but it came out shaky. Groaning, I got up and put the stick aside.

I sighed and splashed cold water in my face. My skin is even paler than usual. My hair is a mess so add that to the list. I mentally prepared myself before I step out of the bathroom.

You can do this.

I grabbed the stick and rinsed it before putting it in my pocket. I open the door and stepped out into the set. It's almost our out time when I got in there and I might have stayed there for an hour just freaking out.

Actually, I don't know how long I was in there. All I know is that the studio compound is already bustling with workers outside so it's pretty safe to leave.

The first thing in my mind is to see Louis.

Yeah, I'm just going to walk in during their practice and tell him.

I park the car outside the university grounds. My legs suddenly turn into gelatine as I got out of the vehicle.

When I reached the stadium, he's right there. When he held the tryouts, he came home in a bad mood and now, I've seen why he'd be in a bad mood that day. For years he's been in this job, I've never seen him so stressed and worked up. It's not a pretty sight. He's been with these new players for a month and he's already in a hurry to end the year with them.

'Unteachables' as he would refer to them

I sigh and walk up to him.

"I said fifty laps! Get on with it!" He yells before turning around. He looked surprise to see me. "I thought you were messing around when you said you'd come by."

I had a weak smile on my face and shook my head. "I wasn't... Can you spare a minute? I have to talk to you." He frowns at the tone of my voice.

I expected him to hesitate but he nods anyway. At that, my hands began to shake. He notices my obvious signs of nerves and begins to worry himself. "Are you okay?" He asks.

I nod. "Fine... How are they?" I ask him, nodding at his team.

He shakes his head and ran a hand through his hair. "Terrible, honestly. In terms of individual skills, they're great. But they're terrible when they've got to work together." He says, sounding pissed off and stressed at the same time.

"I'm going to take them out of the city next month for some team building..." He says. I think I felt my stomach drop.

That's going to take all Autumn break. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He asks, frowning.

See this is what I was fearing about another kid. When school started, he's been around in the beginning but slowly drifted out again to his usual hours. If this keeps up, I can't handle the kids on my own.

"Louis..." I start but breath got caught in my throat. I'm not in a mood to argue right now. But I'm just gonna have to say it. "I'm pregnant."

His face flushed of colour. He looks like he's going to pass out. "Y-You're serious?" His voice shook

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"Does that mean you won't be there during our game?" Blaine asks him when he told the kids about going away for autumn break which is the date of Blaine's first football game this school year.