I'm Not Worth It (Reader X The Pals) (Under Heavy Editing)

Wake up...

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Half A Heart - One Direction

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Chapter Thirteen:

“Great... Now she's staying here for a couple more days. No thanks to you Luke(Sub).” I heard a voice said.

I opened my eyes. I felt a little woozy.

“I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so  so so so so sorry (Y/N)...” Sub said.

“Wow Sub 35 So's. I already told you it's okay.” I said and smiled.

He looked down and blushed.

“Bruh, just let it go. I'm a tough girl.” I said with confidence.

I look at the other boys they were awkwardly silent. Elijah and Sub weren't talking to each other.

“Guys... Just make up.” I said pleadingly hoping they will listen to me.

“Make up is for faces not apologies.” Sub said.

“Pft- haha.” Alex laughed as Denis elbowed him.

“Sub-” I started but as soon as I said that he's already out the door.

“Sub!” I yelled.

“Put me on the wheelchair.” I demanded.

“Are you sure? What if-” Denis said but I cut him off.

“I don't care... Put. Me. On. The. Wheelchair.” I said making sure I sound serious.

They nodded and Denis placed me on the chair.

I think the wheelchair is kind ridiculous since both of my legs is okay but my ribs kinda hurt if I walk.

Oh well...

I rolled my wheelchair on my own. And chased after Sub.

On a Wheelchair...

And broken ribs...

And a broken nose...

“Excuse me ma'am you're not allowed to leave your room.” The same nurse.

“Get out of my way Maricel...” I snapped.

“Umm... It's Anne...” She said.

I ignored her and rolled around looking for Sub.

“Sub wait!” I said as soon as I saw him.

I rolled my way to him.

Full speed...

I'm pretty sure I could win the world wheelchair racing champion.

If that exists...

I once I got nearer I saw him talking to a girl.

Not just any girl.

But the one and only Lacey Hemmings.

He still didn't see me...

What are they talking about?

I have a strong urge to eavesdrop.

But I won't because I'm a nice person with nice intentions.

Suddenly I saw Lacey clutching her stomach.

Some clear water-like subtance fell on the floor.

Holy crap! It's the thing my mother told me about when she gave birth to me. At least I know it's true

“It's coming!” Lacey yelled in pain.

“Nurse!” Sub yelled.

Suddenly a bunch of doctors put her on a stretcher.

I went back to my room were the boys are.

“Guys! Lacey's having a baby!” I exclaimed.

They all ran while Corl pushed my wheelchair.

“Thanks...” I said.

“No problem.” He smiled.

We followed the doctors while Sub ran with them.

“Excuse me sir, are you her husband?” One of the doctors asked.

“N-no! She's not married, I'm her ex.” Sub said.

“Sorry sir, we need the father of the incoming newborn.” The doctor said.

“I'll come!” Elijah yelled.

“Do you know her?” The doctor asked.

“It's complicated. But I-I do know her.” He said.

The doctor paused then nodded.

“Can we come?” Denis asked.

“Sorry sir.” The doctor said and put Lacey in the room.

We waited outside. The guys just sit on the chairs. I didn't need a chair because I was sitting on a wheelchair.

I could tell Sub was nervous. He kept playing with his glasses and fidgeting with his clothing.

“Sub...” I rested my hand on his cheek and forced him to look at me. “It's gonna be okay.”

“Yeah, but... What if she or he don't like me?” Sub said.

“What if she or he's not mine.” He continued. “What if he's Elijah's? What if I'm not ready to be a dad?” He said.

“Sub! Stop... That wouldn't happen.” I said.

He didn't answer.

“Besides... You'd make a great dad.” I said with a small smile.

He nodded. “I guess...”

We heard faint crying.

Suddenly a doctor came out.

“Excuse me are you here for Lacey?” The doctor asked.

We all nodded.

“You can come see the baby...”

Edited | ✓ Tom Holland can't say "Crossiant" 🥐