Eight | W2S

SIXTY SEVEN.

MONDAY. 

"Why does this feel even scarier than telling my dad?" I ask Harry, who had been patiently waiting for me to get out of the car for the last two minutes. I had been deliberately stalling, and if it was to continue, we were going to be late. 

"Because these are our best friends, who have been there for our best and our worst. You care about their opinions, and you're worried that it's not going to be exactly what you're willing it to be," he speaks, and I am already annoyed at how well he's worded it. 

"You know what -" I start, frustrated. "Sometimes, questions aren't meant to be answered," I huff. 

He raises an eyebrow, once again deciding better than to reply. 

"Sorry. I didn't get much sleep last night," I apologise, stifling a yawn. 

The back pain had started to creep in slowly, and it had kept me up much of the night. Adding to my frustration, Harry had slept through the entire night, and here he was well rested, and excited to tell all of our friends, whilst I felt the polar opposite.

"You don't need to apologise for that. But you do have to get out of the car, eventually," he tells me, with an amused smile playing on his lips as he leans against the open car door. "Come on."

With an exaggerated sigh, I climb out of the car, giving him a fake annoyed look, gripping onto his hand as we head towards the studio. The baby scan photo was in my pocket, ready to show everyone else in the studio. 

"So we're doing it before we start filming, right?" I double check with Harry, already feeling the panic creeping in again. 

He nods, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. As if I'd said my worries aloud, he added, "stop worrying. Nothing bad is gonna happen."

He opens the double doors, and instantly there is noise all around us. It seems, by everyone's reactions, that we're the last to arrive, and Kon is already beckoning us over to the mic table. 

"One sec, mate. Actually - can you grab John, James and Kirsty, and come over too?" Harry calls, and despite Kon's confused expression, he does as Harry asks, as we head over to the group, where the rest of the guys are already stood. 

It's JJ who notices us first, greeting us in an overly loud voice, which makes Simon, on his immediate left, jump. 

"Hey, guys," I greet. "Sorry that we're a little late," I apologise, making very brief eye contact with Ethan, who gives me another reassuring smile. 

The rest of the crew comes over, and we form a very deformed looking circle. 

"Er - what's going on?" Vik asks, having clocked that something out of the ordinary was happening. 

"We've got some news," Harry starts, and immediately the tension shifts, as everybody awaits for him to continue. 

In classic Harry fashion, he leaves a very long pause, which seems to put them all on edge even more. 

"Spit it out, mate," Josh laughs. 

"Kenzieispregnant," he blurts out, and it forms one very quickly spoken word, that no one seemed to understand. 

Maybe I wasn't the only one bricking telling everyone else. 

"Sorry - what did you say?" Tobi asks, and everyone else looks equally as confused. 

"What he said," I say, stepping in. "Was that I'm pregnant," I finish, pulling out the baby scan and holding it up for everyone to see. 

Ethan is smiling from ear to ear, and Tobi is joining him, whilst Simon and Josh look sceptical, and everyone else looks completely shocked, their mouths hanging open.