𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝙱𝙰𝙱𝚈 𝙱𝙰𝙱𝚈

Tw: Abortion.

....

Y/N stares at the three pregnancy test on the countertop with two prominent lines on every single one, tears filling her eyes.

She's not ready for a baby? Right? This can't be happening right now.

She lets the tears spill over her eyes, letting out a loud sob as she looks at the tests, picking one of them up and inspecting it before throwing it at the wall opposite her.

"For fucks sake!" She shouts, burying her face in her hands.

She's only twenty two, she's got a whole life and career ahead of her. And Harry? What's he going to say about this? She's pregnant with his baby after all.

Y/N rests her head against the cool ceramic sink, not bothering to stop her tears.

...

Y/N made her decision quickly, she doesn't want a child and it took her an hour to decide that and all she can do is pray that Harry will understand.

So she makes her way into the kitchen where he is to deliver the news.

"Harry" She says quietly, making him turn his head to look at her, "Hey baby, you okay?" He asks noticing her tear stained cheeks, "Harry we have to talk" She says avoiding his eyes.

Harry gulps and nods, "Okay, let's talk" He says, standing up and walking towards her.

"I don't, I don't know any other way to tell you this" She sighs, "Harry I'm pregnant" She says quickly, finally looking at him as he gawps at her.

"What?" He asks, "Wait really?" He asks and she nods, watching as a slow smile spreads across his face.

"This is great!" He grins, "You're pregnant!" He says excitedly, "Why do you not look happy?" He asks.

"I'm not keeping it Harry" She says, deciding to rip the bandaid off quickly.

"Wha- what?" Harry asks again, his face dropping.

"I'm not keeping it. I don't have plans for a kid in the near future I don't want it" Y/N says.

"When did you find out?" Harry asks in shock, "About an hour ago?" Y/N says, "And you've made up your mind already?" Harry asks.

"I don't want a kid H. It's as simple as that" She says, "No it's not!? You found out an hour ago and you just told me now, can we not talk about this at least?!" He asks.

"This is my decision Harry, I don't want a kid" Y/N says again, "It's not just your decision though? We're in a relationship Y/N we're supposed to talk about things and make this decision together!" Harry yells.

"I don't want a fucking kid Harry!" Y/N yells back, "This is my kid too Y/N! You can't just deicide this yourself? That's my kid and you just made the decision of killing it without even consulting me!" He yells at her.

"You're not the one that has to fucking give birth to it! I'm a model for God's sake Harry, this is going to affect my entire life, my job, my body, my mental state, it's not just one, two, three push!" She shouts, "I know that alright, I know?! But this is my kid we're talking about here, I'd get it if you'd sit down and explain it to me but you're just making the decision and apparently I've got no say in the matter?!" He shouts back at her.

"Come have a say when you have to push a damn kid out of your vagina! Have a say when your body continually has to change for nine months before you give birth, when you're the one that has to stop working and has to give up your entire life for a kid! I'm twenty two for God's sake I've got a life ahead of me! I've got plans and hopes and dreams, I was only legally allowed to drink a year ago goddammit! I'm still a kid!" Y/N yells.