3 weeks later
I groaned, rolling out of bed and immediately running to the bathroom. I knelt down beside the toilet, grasping my hair as I emptied my stomach. Last night's food appeared, in a much less appealing way. Although, when are pickles and chocolate supposed to be appetizing? I never thought they could be together until I got this weird virus.
I heard footsteps as Harry came up behind me, taking my hair from my hands as I continued throwing up. He rubbed my back as I leaned back onto my ankles, finishing by wiping my mouth and sighing.
"Love, I think this is more than a stomach virus."
"Harry, the doctor said it was a stomach virus. He specializes in what he does, I trust him."
"You don't think-"
"No, Harry." I stared at the toilet, too weak to flush it.
"Maybe if we just got-"
I looked over at Harry, angry for his assumptions.
"Harry, I'm not pregnant! I can't be pregnant!"
"Aria-"
"End of conversation." I stood up, flushing the toilet and going back down to lay in bed. I yanked the covers over my head, expecting Harry to come back into bed. Instead I heard the front door slam.
I got back out of bed and looked out the window. Harry was backing out of our driveway. I sighed, turning around and walking downstairs.
I made coffee as I sat at the breakfast bar waiting. After about 5 minutes Harry walked in with a Publix bag. Without saying anything he walked over, emptying the bag.
The first thing he pulled out was milk chocolate, setting it in front of me. I smiled at him.
The second thing he pulled out was a jar of pickles, setting it down as well. It seemed as if there was one thing left, a small box. Harry hesitated pulling it out. Still saying nothing, he pulled out the box.
Pregnancy tests.
He looked at me, checking for facial expressions I assumed. I just sat there staring at the box. He nodded, walking past me and going upstairs.
I sighed, looking at the box. I picked it up, walking to the bathroom.
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No.
No, no, no!
I took three tests, all saying the same exact thing.
I'm pregnant.
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PLOT TWIST OF THE CENTURY
jk you guys prob expected it.
i dont have much to say so hope you enjoyed!
this is super short bc i have 2 other chaps for the other stories to write.
xxAmanda
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Eighteen
FanfictionWhen Aria notices someone moving in next door, she assumes it means nothing. What she doesn't know is that it's Harry Styles, and he's going to change her life forever; starting at when they are eighteen.
