Fight Club (h.s.)

Part 28

"I-I'll be right back," I tell Harry, running upstairs. His footsteps are heard behind me and I cover my mouth with my hand, getting to the bathroom quickly. I kneel down and empty my stomach, Harry's hands pulling my hair back."I'm calling a doctor," he whispers, kissing my temple before I empty my stomach again.He calls while holding me, my body relaxing back into his body as he continues to talk."Two weeks," he says, my body held tightly."She's sick and I want her to get better," Harry grits into the phone, my hand grabbing it from him."Can I schedule an appointment?" I ask, the woman on the other ending sighing before gladly scheduling me an appointment in an hour."There," I say, handing Harry his phone back before standing up."I have my meeting in a half hour. I want to go with you," he says, but I grab his cheeks."I'll be fine," I assure him, his eyes looking into mine."I just want you to be okay," he whispers, my arms wrapping around him and hugging him tightly."I'll call you first thing," I assure, his head nodding.After I brush my teeth, we shower and I put on a sundress while he puts his workout clothes on. We part with a kiss and I make my way down to my car, driving down to the doctor's office. I wait for a while before a woman takes me back, taking my blood pressure."Your pressure is higher than normal," she says, my eyes looking at her. She takes a blood sample and I relax as she waits for the results, my fingers texting an anxious Harry that I'm fine."Okay. I found the problem," she says, handing me a sheet of paper."We have to follow procedure whenever blood pressure is increased. Are you feeling bloated or nauseous?" she asks, my head nodding."When was your last period?" she asks, my eyes widening as I grab my stomach."Over a month ago," I realize, suddenly feeling overwhelmed and scared.She takes in my horrified expression and grabs my hand, forcing me to look at her. "You have nothing to worry about, Danielle," she tries, but I shake my head."I can't be. I-I," I try, but I'm so scared."Listen to me. Pregnancy allows life to be brought into the world. You'll have a baby, your own child," she smiles, my hands trembling."I-I need to know the father," I say, uncertainty still an issue. "Lucky for you, his DNA was already in the system," she says, pointing to the name on the clipboard. H. Styles.My heart suddenly feels as though it will pound out of my chest and I start to cry, realization settling in."Do you want to see the baby?" she asks, my head nodding. I'm led to the ultrasound room and I lay down, lifting my dress so she can lay the gel on my stomach.After a few minutes, she points to the screen and I smile, covering my lips."I have a baby," I cry, her lips curving. "A very healthy one at that." She wraps her arms around me and I hug her, thanking her. She prints the ultrasound and I walk out, not looking away from the picture of my baby.I drive to the newspaper to get the last of my things before I go home, my feet walking up the stairs. My fingers grab the box and the door shuts, my body standing upright."You don't get to leave," Will states, my head turning to look at him."And why not?" I ask, his eyebrow rising."Because you work here. I don't want you to leave. Leave me," he says, my eyes filling with fear as he grabs my hand and pulls me to him."I-I can't be with you," I say, his eyes staring into mine."And why not? You've had space and I've had mine. Come back to me," he says, my hands trembling.I just shake my head, unable to conjure my thoughts. Will scares me and I can't believe I've subjected myself to him."I'm pregnant," I whisper, his eyes widening. He almost smiles but I say something before he gets the chance."And it's not yours."His face twists in anger and I grab my things but he grabs my arm. "You'll regret this."I pull my arm away and walk away quickly, running my hand through my hair before I get to my car. The drive home makes me scared, more scared than I have ever been in my entire life. Once in the lobby, I'm taken to the penthouse, my body sitting on the couch in wait.Almost an hour later, the elevator opens and Harry walks in. He drops his bag and rushes to me, my hands grabbing his quickly."Are you okay? You're feeling alright?" he gushes, moving his hands to my face. I only nod and he presses his lips to my forehead."Harry, I-I have something I need to tell you," I tell him, his body kneeling in front of me. He looks up at me and I grab his hands, his fingers wrapping around mine tightly."I'm pregnant," I whisper, his lips parting. I don't know what else to do and he clearly seems taken aback."You...You're having a baby," he recaps, my head nodding. I try not to cry, his fingers staying wrapped around mine."Mine?" he asks, my head nodding. His features soon break out into the biggest smile, my body soon lifted onto him as he holds me tightly."Oh, Elle," he smiles, taking my face in his hands and kissing me. I'm overcome with happiness as he doesn't stop kissing me, my heart thumping heavily."I love you. I love you," he repeats, kissing me between his words."Stay with me and I'll take care of you. I won't let you be anywhere besides with me," he whispers, my lips curving. I kiss him and hold his cheeks as he lifts me up, taking me upstairs quickly. He lays me on the bed and pulls the dress off me, his ear resting on my stomach."You won't be able to hear anything," I smile, his hands holding onto my waist."I-I have an ultrasound," I tell him, his head lifting up. He pulls his shirt off over his head and pulls it onto me, my fingers reaching into my dress and grabbing the picture from the pocket.I point to the little dot and he smiles, wrapping his arms around me. He kisses my lips and I lay with him as his hand settles onto my stomach. Harry and I stay beside each other as we sink in the feeling of having a baby, his hands not leaving my body for more than a few seconds.His lips press to my cheek and I turn my head, moving my hand up to his cheek. I smile, his nose rubbing mine as he wraps his arm around me."How was your meeting?" I ask, moving my hand to his over my stomach."Okay. I have a fight in two weeks," he tells me, my head nodding."Do you have to train more?" I ask, his head nodding."Not much though," he smiles, kissing my temple lightly."You should come to training with me. You can lay on me so I can have weight for push-ups," he says, my lips releasing a laugh."That's good. Put your pregnant girlfriend on you," I smile, his hand pulling my legs over one of his so we're entwined."I don't want to be away from you. Especially not now," he says, tracing over my stomach. He lifts the shirt up lightly and feels the skin of my stomach better."I'll be fine. I'm a strong girl," I smile, his lips curving."But you're so small and fragile. I never want you to get hurt," he smiles, kissing my cheek.I move my body onto his and he immediately holds my weight off him, protecting my stomach from making contact. He sits himself up and leans over, pressing his lips to mine."I love you," I whisper, not saying it to him enough. It's still so foreign but we say it sparingly, but with utmost emotion."And I love you," he starts, kissing me again. "And you," he says, poking my stomach lightly.My legs move to stand up on the bed and Harry grabs my hips, his hands lifting my shirt. He kisses my stomach before I move to go to the bathroom, his body following me."I can't wait for this," he smiles, leaning against the doorframe. "What?" I ask, washing my face before I look back up at him."Pregnant Danielle," he says, a grin crossing his features and I smile up at him."You and me both."Will's POVTugging on my hair, I throw the last glass against the wall and I grab my phone off the counter. Dialing the familiar number, I press it to my ear and wait."Will, what happened?" Justin asks, my hand tightening around the phone."Elle," I state, his plan clearly failing upon Elle's absence."What did you fuck up this time?" he grits, my older step-brother always hounding me to be better."She's pregnant," I say, his mouth releasing a laugh. His amusement is due to the fact I had told him of our sexual activities. Elle's good, and I'm pissed she's back with Styles."And it's not mine," I grit, his silence making me pissed even more."What the fuck?! You were supposed to make her fall in love with you, than break her," he grits, my hand throwing a plate at the wall. "Styles got to her! They got back together and now they're having a kid!" I yell, his sigh heard."Guess we'll have to get to him. A different approach," he says, my eyebrows frowning."What do you suggest?" I ask, clearly not understanding his methods when it comes to revenge."We'll go after her."My eyes widen. He knows Harry won't let her out of his sight so he must think this through."During a fight."------------Hey Loves!!Please VOTE COMMENT and SHARE!!!Much love!! <3 xoxo