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1 year ago.

Harry Styles
Laying on the bed with my phone, I thought I heard something from the bathroom. I look at the bathroom and see the white door closed. Brooke went in there a little while ago so that's what worried me.

Brooke and I are trying for a baby, we've only tried once so anything could happen and we aren't getting our hopes up. We only talked about having one recently, making sure that this is what we both wanted because we didn't want a marriage.

She was keen on the idea and I've always wanted a baby, but I wasn't sure with who. I don't want my kid to grow up with parents that split up because of something that they can't control.

My parents split up and I hated it.

Gemma and I used to switch houses every fucking weekend because our parents couldn't stand each other. They still can't to this day but if they need to be in the same room for something they will put up with each other.

My mom remarried and changed her last name to Twist considering she married Robbin Twist but he died of cancer a few years ago. I didn't really have a father figure growing up which would put stereotypes on me for not wanting a kid cause I didn't have a dad and that I would be a bad one.

It's the opposite actually.

"Harry!" she called which got my attention straight away, startling me if anything. "Come here!" I turn my phone off and stand up, walking over to the door. I knock softly.

"You okay?" I keep a low voice.

The door opens and she had small tears in her eyes, her cheeks blotchy and red. She grabs my hand and pulls me into the bathroom, which she grins. "Guess what?" she whispers.

I furrow my brows, smile and shake my head. "What's wrong baby? You sound panicked,"

"I'm fine," she whispers again. "Guess what?"

"Just tell me," I huff.

"I'm pregnant," she says and I freeze, staring at her. She takes the test from the drawer and shows me a positive test with two pink clear lines. I look at the test, reaching out to gently take the test from her hand as I stare at it longer.

Oh my god.

I look at the test and back at her, blonde hair messily down her back, blue eyes now red from tears and a smile on her lips. "Are you serious?" I smile. My heart swells as I look at it again, seeing the opened pregnancy test box behind her on the counter.

She nods with her lip bitten in a grin.

"I'm due for my period but I missed the first few days so I got a test thinking nothing of it and...I'm pregnant," she tells me, keeping her glowing smile.

"Oh my god," I breathe out in a whisper, cupping my mouth and looking down at the test again. I wrap my arms around her and pull her in for a hug, her arms wrapping around my neck. "Holy shit babe, please say you're not kidding,"

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