His and Hers - IMAGINES

Fluff (bxg)

"No no no no. This can't be happening. It's not real, it's not real. Fuck sake." I cried as I fell back against the wall.

What's he gonna think?
He's gonna leave me.
He'll hate me for this.
I've ruined everything.

I stood up and walked to the counter. I looked at the test and it said pregnant clear as day. I started to sob slightly as my phone rang.

"H-hello?" My voice trembled as I answered the call.

"Woah, Layla, what's wrong?" My sister voice rang through the speakers.

"Oh, Maddie, thank god." I sighed as I continued to sob.

"What the hell is going on?" She asked.

"I did a bad thing. He's going to hate me." I cried to her.

"Okay, unless you're going to tell me you've killed his mum, I don't think it's that bad." She laughed slightly.

"I'm pregnant Mads." I admitted.

"Okay, and..? What's wrong with that?" She asked confused.

"He's going to hate me. I told him I'd take the pill and that he'd be fine. And I forgot, and now he's going to hate me because I lied to him. And he's going to leave me for someone who won't lie to him-"

"Woah, woah. Layla, calm down. He's not going to leave you." She assured.

"How do you know that?" I snapped back, kind of harsh.

"Because I do bub. That man loves you with his whole heart. So what you're gonna do is you're gonna go and get ready, go out to eat at a restaurant and then announce it to him. If his bitch ass leaves you, then it's his loss." She laughed down the phone.

I didn't even answer, I just hung up on her. I couldn't take it. She wasn't taking me seriously, and I'm really panicking.

Needless to say, I didn't take her advice. I sat on the bed, panicking in my head about what to do. I was just sat staring at the wall, thinking. I didn't even realise that Harrison had come home.

"Baby?" He said, trying to gain my attention.

"Huh, what? Oh. You're home. Hi." I smiled as I wrapped my arms around him.

"Hi." He chuckled as he pushed me to lay down on the bed.

"What's wrong baby?" He asked as he moved around so he was sitting behind me.

"Why do you think something is wrong?" I asked as he lifted my head to rest in his lap.

"I always know when something is wrong with you babygirl." He said as he ran his fingers through my hair.

"There's nothing wrong Harri. I promise." I lied.

"Mhm, yeah sure." He said as he raised his eyebrow at me. I sighed and moved a bit, so my back was resting against his chest.

"I'm pregnant." I mumbled.

"What was that?" He asked, not hearing me. I could feel my eyes start to sting.

"I'm pregnant." I said, not changing my register at all.

"Come on baby, don't stress yourself out and just tell me." He whispered as he kissed my neck and cheek.

"I'm- I- I can't. I don't want you to hate me." I whimpered as I tried to get up and walk away.

"Now, why would I hate you for being pregnant." He asked softly as he smiled at me.

"You knew?" I asked as some of the tears started to fall.

"Well, I kind of guessed, and you did just tell me." He laughed slightly.

"How?" I asked in disbelief.

"Well, your period is two weeks late, you've been feeling really tired a lot of the time now, and you left the test in the bathroom." He shrugged.

"How'd you know my period was late?" I asked, still not believing he managed to figure out before I did.

"Baby, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't know when you started? I always know so that I can get you stuff if you need it silly." He laughed as he squeezed me a little tighter.

"So you're not angry I forgot to take the pill?" I asked.

"Now if I remember correctly, literally five minutes ago I asked you why I'd be mad. Of course I'm not angry at that." He said as he kissed my temple. "I love you." He whispered to me.

"I love you more." I whispered back.

"No, not possible. I love you more." He protested.

"Nope." I dismissed.

"Yes."

"Harrison Bedford, hush yourself or you can sleep on the floor." I laughed as he immediately stopped arguing with me.

"Your mummy's a meanie." He said as he looked down at my belly and rubbed his hands over it.

"Shut it." I laughed as I placed my hand over his mouth.

He started to lick my hand, as if that was going to make a difference to me.

"Bitch, if you think your tongue is going to make me pull away, I have something to tell you." I joked as he laughed.

"Oh really?"