I Fell In Love With My Step Brother (Harry Styles)

Chapter 43

7 Months Pregnant

Harry's POV

Callie is miserable. She tries to hide it. She tries to force a smile on her face, but I can see right through it. I wish I could help her. I would do anything to put a real smile on her face. Not the fake ones she has right now. She is aching and cramping. I know she doesn't like carrying the extra weight. She looks absolutely stunning, nonetheless.

"Hey, baby. You okay? Do you need anything?" I ask and sit on her bed. She smiles at me. Another pseudo smile.

"No, thanks." She smiles and rolls over to continue snoozing.

"Alright, love. If you need anything, just shout. Remember the walls are thin," I say and stand. She rolls over to look at me and she sends me a smile. A real one. To let me know she remembers when I told her that- when she first moved in. I return the smile and walk out of her room. I close the door and join Marissa, Zayn, Louis, Danielle, and Liam downstairs in the living room.

"How is married life treating you?" Liam asks. I close my eyes. I am so exhausted. I love taking care of my wife, but its exhausting. To constantly have what if thoughts and worries in my head. I don't want anything to happen to my love. Or our baby. I love them. Very much.

"Wonderful." I cant imagine how much Callie is going through though. I mean, I think my exhaustion is bad, but I am not the one carrying an extra how many ever pounds. I don't have to deal with the aches and pains she is going through right now.

"Even with having a baby?" Zayn pipes up and I hear Louis growl. No one else seems to hear so I pat his arm. He looks at me.

"Its ok," I whisper. He gives a soft smile and looks into his lap. "Well, I know the outcome will be perfect," I say to Zayn.

"You two are so cute! Even cuter than me and Liam!" Danielle squeals.

"Babe!" Liam looks offended, with his hand on chest over his heart as if it physically hurt his heart to hear those words come out of Dani's mouth.

"Sorry, but you have to admit!" Dani says. Liam nods and smiles at us.

"They are pretty cute," Marissa comments. I see Louis' shoulders tense so I place a hand on his shoulder. Marissa looks at him with emotions clouding her eyes. I see remorse, sorrow, guilt, want, love, and...pain. Does she still have feelings for Louis too? I definitely saw love. That was the biggest feeling. She turns her head back to Zayn and her emotions change. She looks at Zayn with...no emotion. She looks at him like any stranger would. Not even a friend. Do they even know anything about each other?

"Thanks. Louis, Callie wants to see you." I say. I know I have to get Louis away from here. He may get angry and jealous and end up hurting someone- namely Zayn.

"Okay." Louis stands and I follow after.

"What's the matter Harry? You don't trust Louis and Callie alone?" Zayn calls. Louis' fist clench. I turn to glare at him. I notice Marissa staring at Louis' retreating figure as he walks away. Her emotions show guilt, love and pain again. I turn back to Louis again and notice his fists still clenched. I tap his hand to make him stop and he relaxes some. Best mates have that effect on each other.

"Sorry," Louis mutters with an apologetic smile.

"Its understandable. Callie doesn't really want to see you. But I want to talk to you." I push open my bedroom door. Louis sits at the desk and I close the door in case the others come up and eavesdrop. I sit on my bed and face Louis.

"So?" I prod.

"I just don't get it. Does she not even recognize me? She has not said one freaking word to me. I mean really...a-am I that forgettable?"

"No!" I notice tears spilling from Louis' eyes. Why would he think that? No one could ever forget him. I walk to him and hug him. He buries his face in my neck as he cries. "Louis, she is just hiding. She is afraid and confused. Her feelings are probably a wild bunch right now. She doesn't know what to think yet. She will figure it out, though. You both will."

"How do you know?" Louis sniffles.

"I just do. Okay? I see the way she looks at you. Its beautiful really. I see love and desire. But then there is guilt and pain and remorse. I think she is guilty she left you. She didn't want to. She looks at Zayn like a random cashier would look at Zayn. Just another ordinary lad. No love, not feelings what so ever. Not even a friendly look." I tell him. I see the corners of his mouth perk up.

"Really?" He asks, looking up at me.

"really," I confirm. He smiles. I hug him again before he pulls back.

"Thank you Haz. You are the best mate a lad could ever ask for." Louis says.

"You are the best mate a lad could ever ask for, Boobear," I smirk at his nickname. Our families came up with them and we stole them.

"Thanks," Louis whispers.

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8 1/2 months pregnant- November 16th.

Harry's POV

I sit with Louis again in my bedroom. Weird deja vu again. We did this not too long ago. Liam, Danielle, Zayn, and Marissa are watching a movie in the living room, waiting for Lou and I to come back. Callie is napping in her room. Mum and Gemma are out. And Louis and I are talking about Marissa.

"I hope one day, we will be able to talk again. Like normal people. To just, start over. That's all I ask for." Louis says. I pat his back as he holds in the tears.

"You can cry, boo." I say to him. Callie would be better at this. I am of no use in these situations. I have said all I can think of to say. Callie can always find the right thing to tell.

"I don't want to though. I want to be done crying. I am such a little weakling." He says. I pat his back.

"everyone has to cry sometime Louis. Its fine. I wont judge you, I promise. Please, you can-"

"Har?" I am cut off by Callie's soft voice calling my name through the thin walls I wasn't lying about. Louis looks up. "HARRY!"

"GO!" Louis ushers me through the bathroom. I rush into Callie's room to see her, hunched over on the ground, holding her stomach. I kneel down by her side.

"Callie, what is it?" I ask and take her hand.

"It hurts. Like a- like a- a con-contraction!" She yells at the pain. I wince. I hate seeing her like this. I NEED to do something for her.

"Should we go to the hospital?" I ask her. She nods. I help her stand and then her eyes grow wide.

"What?" Louis asks from behind me as he notices her panicked face.

"Babe, what is it?" I ask her.

'M-My..." She doesn't finish the sentence.

'What is it baby? Use your words please!" I am freaking out!

"Uh, Harry..." Louis says. I turn to him.

"What?" I ask. He points to Callie's legs. I turn to look. There is a puddle beneath Callie's feet. "Is this what you were trying to tell me?"

"Yeah..." She says.

"what does this mean?"

"My...water broke..."

"S-so?"

"FOR GOD"S SAKE! HARRY! GET HER TO THE HOSPITAL! SHE IS IN LABOR!!!" Louis shouts at me.