Harry Styles Imagines

I'm pregnant 4.0

Your POV

Every morning after Harry had left to go to the studio, I would throw up. I never bothered to tell him because there was only one thought in my mind as to why I was feeling like this.

Harry and I had made love a few weeks ago on our 2nd year anniversary. Knowing Harry, I hardly remember him using protection like I told him to. It's not that he didn't want to, but things didn't always go as planned in the heat of the moment.

I got out of bed and freshened up in the shower, strolling down the staircase in Harry's sweatshirt and a pair of skinny jeans I found in the closet floor. It wouldn't even surprise me if they were Harry's, seeing as though his are just tight as mine. I opened the fridge looking for something to eat , eventually coming to the conclusion we had no food.

"Damn it." I mumbled grabbing the car keys and my phone. It rung for a few seconds until I picked it up, realising it was Jenna calling.

"Hey babe!" She screamed into the phone. I rolled my eyes playfully at her loudness.

"Hey Jen."

"What are you doing right now? Can I come over, I'm super bored!" She growled into the phone. I laughed at her tone of voice but nodded nonetheless and told her to meet me at the store right now. I got a mere 10 minutes later, Jen joining me not even a minute later. She got out of her car excitedly and ran to hug me tightly.

"Oh I've missed you!" She squeals releasing me from the hug. I really did miss her, it had been over a week since I had seen her due to me being sick and making excuses to avoid the burden on my shoulders.

"I missed you too Jen." I smiled hugging her once more. We made our way into the store and collected various items and dumping them in the trolley. By now, it was over filled and I only needed one more item.

"Hey, can you take this to the counter while I get something real quick." She nodded and walked towards the counter with the trolley. I turned around and ran towards the beauty and body care section. I scanned the area until I landed on what I was looking for.

Pregnancy tests.

I grabbed 3 of them and ran back to the counter and chucked them in whilst Jen wasn't looking. We waited until the lady was down to the last items.

"Pregnancy tests? Who's having a baby?" The old lady at the till smiled as she scanned the items. I immediately became nervous as I noticed Jenna staring at me.

"Pregnant? Y/N are you pregnant?" She asked, shock written all over her face.

"Um...yeah I don't know yet but I think...i think I might be pregnant."

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"Y/N, you've been in there for ages!" Jen called out by the door. I sat on the toilet seat, staring blankly at the 3 sticks. Tears continued to slowly trail down my cheeks inevitably.

I couldn't be pregnant. No way. I just couldn't be. This baby would ruin anything Harry and I had together. I had a feeling I was pregnant, but the small hope that I was just ill didn't prepare me for this.

"Alright I'm coming in." She was gone for a few seconds before I heard jiggling and she burst into the large bathroom.

"Y/N, you exp- Oh." she stopped when she saw the tears streaming down my face. I hid my face in my hands and brought my knees up to my chest. She knelt down to my level, wrapping me in one of her oh so famous hugs.

"Honey, it's going to be okay." She soothed, stroking my hair. "Really, you're going to be a great mother, you and Har-"

"Me and Harry. Are you kidding? He's going to hate me, he's not going to want me or this baby." I sobbed after lifting my head up from my knees.

"Yes he is. He loves you Y/N, you love him too. You may only be 20 years old but you're going to be perfect parents." I sighed, nodding. She was right, I just have to man up and tell him the truth. It's not like I can just keep his own kid away from him.