Chapter 49

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~ GRADUATION DAY ~

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"It isn't obvious.. Is it?" I sighed as I stood there in my graduation dress, and so was Hannah.

"Well you look beautiful, but if you keep looking down it's kinda--"

"It is pretty obvious." I finished her sentence, sighing as I looked down at my baby bump.

"Hey, I got an idea." She pointed, rummaging through her closet for something.

"Please tell me it'll make it less obvious?"

"No I was just grabbing my purse." She pointed into her closet.

I groaned. "What was your idea?"

I adjusted my grad cap a bit, looking at her questioningly.

"If you wear the graduation gown, it's less obvious because it's loose. So all you have to do is keep it closed the whole graduation and you'll be fine." She nodded, smiling.

Hannah was an absolute genius.

"That is a brilliant idea." I chuckled, nodding.

Three months. Three months of this beautiful human waiting to venture the world--this child inside my womb. As a woman once said, those who are waiting to deliver a child, is a walking pedestal. These women literally carry life inside of them. Kind of like God.

I guess you could say it was a bit of a metaphor.

"I'm a walking pedestal." I spoke aloud, Hannah smiling at me.

"That's the spirit my pregnant friend! Now once we're out of here, we're free." She smiled, looking around the dorm room that was now nearly empty because of all the packing we did.

Who knew time would go by this quickly? And who knew such a baby bump could grow that fast?

At least it wasn't as massive as I thought. I probably wouldn't even want to go out anywhere if it grew even bigger.

"Come on. We should get going." Hannah nodded, smiling.

"Did the boys say they were coming?" I ask as we walk down the halls, our heels clicking and clacking as we continued to speed down the corridors.

"Yeah, actually the boys and Luke, Michael, Calum, and Ashton are coming." She chuckled, nodding.

"Even Harry?" My eyes slightly widened in nervousness, her calming me with a shush.

"Stop getting so nervous, it's bad for the kid remember? Stay calm," Hannah rose her eyebrows. "And no, I didn't hear anything about Harry. Who knows where the hell he is, he might be in Antarctica, but who the hells cares right now. I mean we are fucking graduating!" She exclaimed, jumping up and down with a wide grin on her face.

"Damn I feel so old." I groaned.

"You're 20, Blue."

"Yeah that is my definition of old."

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Once we reached the outside of campus, all our professors were all there, as well as the other students.

Shit, I think we were late.

Me and Hannah waved sheepishly, as they motioned for us to line up, just like in rehearsal.

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