Michael sat down beside me and asked, "Why did you want to go to the store? What did you want to get there?"

"Well.. I-" I paused to sigh, "I bought two pregnancy tests." I didn't make eye contact with Michael. I felt his hand resting on my thigh.

"Why? You told me you felt fine this morning, that you only threw up because of the fast food.."

"At first, I was thinking that I was pregnant. I hadn't gotten my period at the right time either.." I told him.

"So.. You're pregnant?" He asked, "You took the tests, right?"

"Yeah, I took the tests, but I'm not pregnant," I assured him, putting my hand on his and smiled at him.

"Oh, okay," he sighed, "That's good, right? You.. You don't want a baby right now, do you?" He asked, confused.

"No, no, no.. It is good that I'm not pregnant. I don't want to be pregnant right now, not for another while."

"Okay, yeah, yeah. I'm just still comprehending this because first you told me you thought you were pregnant, then you made it seem like you were, and now you told me you're not. I'm fine, though."

"Good," I smiled, "We'll have to be really careful, though, so I don't get pregnant, okay?"

"Yeah, definitely. I don't know how well it would go if there would be a baby on tour with us.."

"If I had a baby, I probably wouldn't want to be on tour. I'd probably go back home and stay with my parents for a little," I told him.

"I guess you would, huh? I'd miss you, though.. and the baby too. Let's not have any soon so we can work things out better if we do plan to have kids."

"Yeah, and this is getting to be a little weird of a conversation.. Sorry. I just don't think I'm ready to talk about having kids. You're only eighteen, Michael. I'm twenty. I don't think I'd be ready or if you'd be ready to have kids," I stated, "How about we talk about this closer to the time that we'll have kids?"

"Okay, yeah. Yeah, that would be okay with me. I also think it's a little early to be talking about kids," he nodded, "But I still love you."

"I love you too, Michael," I smiled at him, and I laid my head on his shoulder. I was really tired for some reason.

Soon, the One Direction boys were done practicing and it was time to get everything set up for the concert. Michael had left with the band and got things set up with their instruments and microphones. Louis and the other One Direction boys had already done that.

"So.." Louis came up to me, "Are you, um, you know.. are you, uh, pregnant?" He asked, stuttering.

"No," I told him, "I'm glad. That would've been terrible if I was pregnant, especially if it was yours."

"Yeah, yeah.. Definitely. That would've been terrible," he said with not much emotion. I wondered what was wrong.

"I mean, it would've been hard to explain to Michael that I was pregnant, but it wasn't his baby.."

"Yeah, I understand," he nodded. He seemed tense. I didn't know what had gone wrong, but it seemed a little awkward for his to talk to me, especially in this subject.

"Are you okay, Louis?" I asked.

He nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

"Why do you say that? You say that because there is something wrong, but you don't want to tell me. Come on, tell me."

"Okay.. I just," he sighed and paused for a minute, "I wouldn't have minded if you were pregnant.. and it was mine."

"Oh?" I was shocked, and it came out more like a question, "Really? W-why would you want a baby?"

"It's not that I want one, it's just that, you know, I would've been fine with it. With another girl, I might not have been very happy, but.."

"So you're saying that you'd be okay with having a baby if you had one with me?" I asked him, confirming what I just heard.

"Yeah, I guess that's what I'm trying to say."

"Oh.. Okay," I half-smiled, not knowing really what to say.

"I know that our relationship is mainly based off of sex, but I really like you, Haven. You are just amazing in so many ways, much more than just sex," he sighed, "I think.. I think I love you, Haven.."

I didn't know what I wanted to say to that. I was shocked, not sure of what to say to him at all. It was just so new to me. Louis loved me? Michael loved me too. I knew I loved both, but I loved them each in ways that were different from each other. For a simple example, when I have sex with Louis, it's a lot different than when I have sex with Michael, in good ways for both of them. I was stuck. I loved them both.

"Haven? Are.. are you okay?" He asked, worried he had said something wrong. I smiled at him.

"Louis, I love you too," I paused for just a minute and his face lit up, "but I love Michael too.. I'm just confused."

"Yeah, I understand. I'm not going to make you choose, I promise. I just wanted to let you know that I do have feelings for you. We've been spending a lot more time together, and I'm starting to see how lucky Michael is to be able to call you his girlfriend. The only thing I can really call you is my friend with benefits or my fuck buddy or something like that."

I laughed, "Yeah. I don't think you should be telling anyone I'm your fuck buddy, though.."

"Yeah, I won't," he laughed too.