Haylor One-Shots

Abandoned

"Harry, what do you mean you don't want this anymore?" I screamed at Harry from across the room. He lowered his gaze and I said, "Tell me right now that you aren't serious because this isn't funny." Harry looks up from the floor and says, "I don't want to be a dad anymore." My whole world shuts down, words fuzz through the air but the only resounding ones I hear are, 'I don't want to be a dad anymore.' I freeze. Harry freezes and watches me for any signs. I move myself to the nearest seat and sit down heavy. Harry goes to jump forward to help but my hand held up in front of his face is enough for him to know that I don't want him near me. I watch out of the corner of my eye as he retracts and looks at the front door. "If you are being serious and you don't want this then you need to leave." I state firmly as he stares at me. Going to open his mouth before shutting it quickly, "B-b-but I-I-I like you're pregnant and stuff..." he trails off. "Well spotted Harry, yes I am indeed pregnant. With your baby that you wanted seven months ago so I got off birth-control and we began to try. Imagine my joy when I discovered that I was pregnant two weeks later." I spat, emotion pouring from my words directed at Harry. He lowers his head and reaches for his jacket. I look up and my voice stops him as I say, "If you walk out of that door. Don't you dare come back!" I whisper but he hears me and nods. Pulling the door open I hear the resounding snap as the locks click into place once the door shuts. Pausing for a second I feel the tear's running down my face. Rubbing my fingers on my throbbing forehead I realise that I now have a headache.

Reaching the kitchen all I can see is pictures of Harry and I everywhere. Of us at Ed's wedding, Karlie's birthday party and Austin's graduation party. Everywhere I looked there were memories stored in the pictures. Making my way towards the cupboard for painkillers I stopped and instead reached for my phone to call Karlie. She was the only one who I knew would tell me the truth, she hadn't ever liked Harry and had doubted when I said he had changed. "Yes miss Swift, what can miss Kloss help you with on this fine day?" her happiness made me smile but that soon cracked as a sob escaped me. "Oh fuck...I'll be right there babe hold on." Karlie kept me on the phone as she scrambled around her apartment, "I'll be there soon. Just stay on the phone babe." I nodded as the tears ran down my face. Rubbing my available hand over my bump made me more upset so I went and sat on the couch. "Okay Taylor, I'm coming now. I'm going to hang up. I'll see you in a few minutes." Then the beeping told me she had hung up. I placed my phone on the coffee table seeing that my mum had text me to call her later. She was so excited when Harry and I told her that I was pregnant. Dad had been cautious so had Austin but they were happy if I was happy. But now I wasn't happy. Seven months pregnant, giving birth in two months and he suddenly declares he doesn't want a child anymore. It had been his idea. I was so unhappy. Three hours ago my life had been great, I was happy, pregnant and I had Harry. Now I had the pregnancy, no Harry and I wasn't happy.

A bang followed by a crash and an "Oh fuck..." told me Karlie had arrived throwing her bag aside as she strolled into the apartment. Passing Meredith and Olivia and wrapping her arms around me pulling me as tight as she could, "what happened babe?" Karlie asked. I broke down on her shoulder. "He doesn't want kids, he doesn't want me Karlie..." I trailed off as fresh tears appeared. "Oh crap honey, I'm so sorry to hear that." We sat there for a few hours until the baby started to kick and I realised that I couldn't worry about how Harry felt. I had a baby to take care of, my baby. Standing up I headed to the kitchen for some of Karlies Kookies. She was an amazing baker and I couldn't wait for another minute to eat as many Kookies as possible. "Hey Taylor let me make us a cup of tea..." I stood quietly pressing my fingers to my lips to shush Karlie. Standing to move towards the door where I heard a faint knocking I carefully peaked through the peephole and saw Gemma Styles on the other side. "What the hell?" I muttered to myself as Karlie came and stood next to me. Squeezing my arm she stayed close as I opened the door. Prepared for a full on screaming match from her. "Hi Gemma..." I state as I opened the door. "Hey Taylor, wow you're looking gorgeous. Can I talk to Harry?" the dumbfounded look on my face must have surprised her as she said, "what?" I glanced at Karlie and she looked at Gemma, getting the picture she kissed the side of my head and said, "I'll see you tomorrow. Call me later if you want." I nod my head as Gemma and Karlie switch places. Karlie leaves as Gemma shuffles inside.

I closed the door to Karlie as Gemma moved to my living room, sitting down on my large sofa she took off her jersey and sat calmly. I took a seat next to her, re-adjusting as some positions were awkward to sit in with being seven months pregnant. "So Taylor, where is Harry?" I looked at Gemma and said, "Haven't you heard from him?" She shook her head to indicate no. "Oh well, he uhm decided this morning that he didn't want to be a dad." Gemma's eyes went wide. "W-w-what do you mean he didn't want to be a dad?" I took a deep breath before stating. "Well Gemma, to put it bluntly your brother convinced me eight months ago that we should have a baby. I went off birth control and we began trying. I took a test a few weeks later and discovered that I was pregnant and then today with me being seven months pregnant, Harry decided that he didn't want to be a dad so he walked out." I stated in one long breath. Gemma looked like she had seen a ghost. "Oh god Taylor, I'm so sorry. I had no idea..." she trailed off as I shrugged. "It's okay Gemma, you didn't know. So I told Harry that if he walks out of my apartment that he shouldn't come back. He said in a calm voice that he wouldn't be back. So now I'm a single parent. Harry won't be on the birth certificate. This is my baby now." Gemma smiled a small smile. "That's completely fair enough Taylor. I can't believe he would just walk out. I thought he loved you." I smiled at her and nodded sympathetically.

A few hours later I begin to make the calls starting with one to my family, I talked with my mom for ages and then to my dad and I convinced him to let Harry be as far as I saw it was my baby now and not his. Gemma had promised to tell Anne and I was happy, she was also not telling Harry one word and I didn't blame her. Karlie already knew, she offered to tell all my Victoria's Secret Angel friends whilst I called my childhood best friend Abigail and also Ed and Ellie. Eventually everyone knew, papers found out as I was offered countless interviews but declined them all. Instead I released a statement stating that Harry and I had separated and would live separate lives. People were curious as to what would happen with the baby but I left it, hoping in some small way that Harry would come begging back but I doubted it. I breathed and accepted what was in my path and as my hands curled around my kicking bump I knew that this baby was perfect and was mine and loved.