future is ours<miniminter>

fourty eight

libby's pov

the drive gone felt so lonely. My thoughts were just racing through my head, driving me crazy. This was my fault. I knew i should of been careful.

as i unlocked the door harry pulled into the driveway.

'great just the right person i need to see' i huffed and mumbled under my breathe

'libby where's simon?' harry walked up behind me which sent shivers down my spine.

i had the thought of whether this was his or simons. I had no idea and the DNA test will take a few weeks to come back. I can't break it to either of them.

i shrugged my shoulders and walked to the kitchen.
harry followed me but it was like we didn't know eachother.

'i just can't shake the thought that this could be my baby.' harry finally spoke.

'can you reassure me that it's definitely his?' he looked at me from across the kitchen island.

i looked at him with a doubtful expression upon my face.

'are you serious lib?' harry almost broke down.

'i-im so sorry i just i don't know' i began sobbing.

'have you told him that?' harry shook his head.

i shook my head 'no'

'fuck' he mumbled to himself as he slowly walked to his room.

i immediately put my head into my arms on the countertop and sobbed endlessly.

i knew i should of told simon about me and harry hooking up on his birthday. I regret it so much. Simon cheating on me broke my heart and now i've done it back to him. We were going so strong, everything felt normal again. Like that honeymoon stage in a relationship.
i really don't know how to go about telling everyone this. They will all hate me. I'm definitely not harrys favourite person in the world right now and simons well he must truly hate me.

i heard the door swing open and then slam shut again.

'it's harrys child not mine isnt it?!' simon shouted as he walked to where i was. I stayed silent.

'come on lib? tell me? better now than never!' he continued.

he stepped closer to me.
'hello? you can't just ignore me you slut!' he began shaming me.

'simon just-just-' i stuttered

'spit it out!' he yelled frustratedly at me.

'i don't know' i looked up at him slowly, tears in my eyes.

'what do you mean you don't know!'
'it should definitely be mine unless you've fucked him recently!' he looked at me in disbelief.

fuck. He got me there.

'you are such a fucking whore, i knew i shouldn't of trusted you living in the same house as harry.' he raised his hand.

'simon, please don't' i stood up in defence.

'woah woah what's happening here' harry walked in looking completely shocked at simons actions.

i looked at harry with fear.

'it's your baby isn't it!' simon said angrily.

'no? why would you think that?' harry replied nervously

'that's impossible we haven't slept together for nearly 3 years lad' harry had a tremble in his voice.

i looked at harry once more and sighed.
'it's fine harry..he knows'

harrys jaw dropped.

'i-i'm sorry mate it was unexpected we were both high and-' harry explained himself

'shut up, that's not an excuse' simon interrupted harry

'boys, i don't know for sure who's it is and i am really sorry about this' i wiped my eyes.

'maybe you should be less of a slut next time' simon laughed annoyingly and walked out.

i looked at harry and then picked up my bag

'where u off' harry spoke

'home.' i replied bluntly

'this is your home lib' he took hold of my arm.