Unexpected // Harry

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HARRY'S P.O.V

I hung up the phone, already missing her voice. I truly hope she was okay, that she was doing fine. The baby names; they were adorable. Phoebe for a girl.

I'm sure I love Sophia, and maybe I was a player. Key word there, was.

After getting into bed, I flicked through my phone. Clicking on twitter seemed good, and ever since my band has been getting bigger I've gotten a lot more followers. I scrolled through my mentions, and found one peculiar tweet.

'@crazedfan11 omg @harrystyles i know where you liv, & your pregg gf!ahaha!'

I cringed, reading her tweet again. She knew where I lived? How did she know about Soph? And, How did she know she was pregnant? Was it obvious, even though it was only just a small bump? This tweet, was scaring me. Especially the name, @crazedfan11..

Sophie. She won't f*cking touch her. I won't allow it. I clicked her profile, bringing up a basically empty page, except for one thing. She had thousands of followers, but she was only following me and another account called @crazierfan12. I clenched my hands around the phone tighter, who was she? She had no information visible, except for that she lived in Cheshire. Great.

Sophie's P.O.V

After tying my hair up into a simple bun, I put on some simple pajamas with little pink hearts dancing on them. They were cute, or at least that's what I thought till Liam made a comment on how they seemed to be hearts that looked like they had been puked up. Of course, he didn't really mean it. I didn't exactly care, either. I was tired, the baby had been kicking ever so slightly and now I know what my Mother went through with me.

"You okay?" Liam asks, looking up from his phone as I sighed.

"Just the baby. It's not even 3 months and it's kicking like a full pound baby." I say exhaustively, but I'm still finding it quite adorable. Harry hasn't felt the baby kick yet, and I could almost picture him running over to me right now and smiling. I looked up, and Liam had his eyes on my bump with awe in them. He looked so happy, and it wasn't even his baby.

"Do you want to feel the baby kick?" I asked him, his eyes finally resting onto mine. He smiled, his straight teeth showing. He moved closer, before slowly putting his hand on the very top of my belly. I felt the baby kicking, and Liam's face lightened up even more, his smile widening as he chuckled deeply. He chuckled deeply.. that sounded very familiar to me. Where have I heard that laugh before? Certainly Harry's laughed like that, but it wasn't him.

"Do you know yet, I mean if it's a girl or boy?" He hesitated, looking down to my small bump.

"Well, Louis claims I'm having a boy but I thought I was having a girl. I don't know yet, seeing as I kind of want to be surprised." I admitted, looking into his chocolate eyes. I never realized how nicely they suited him.

"So, is it okay if I ask why you don't know," He coughed, looking down. "..How you don't know who the father is?" He questioned, and he oddly avoided my gaze. That, was unlike him. But I mentally shrugged it off, maybe he was unsure if he could ask me.

"I don't really know. I was stupid, and I got lost in the moments. All I know is that it was ..conceived around February." Liam's eyes widened, before he completely shut off his emotions to me. What was going on with him, and his definitely weird actions. Was he surprised I was stupid enough to do that? Probably. Or, most likely. He didn't answer for a few seconds, an uneasy silence filling the room. His hand was still on my belly, and his eyes squeezed shut before looking back up at me.