"Oh my freaking, God!" I shout into my sleeve tears pouring down my face. I can't take care of a goddamn child, I can barely take care of myself. Okay, I might be over exaggerating, I can take care of myself but I am so awkward with children. I nearly vomit. This isn't just my child, it's Harry's too; the man who kidnapped me. I'm having my kidnappers child. I'm gonna lose it.
I run out of the Shoppers Drug Mart and into the car.
"Why do you have tears on your sleeves?" Harry asks running his thumb under my cheekbone. I haven't even thought about how he would react to this. Would he make me have an abortion?
"I don't think--" I start but then I stop. I can't tell him in the parking lot of a pharmacy. "Never mind, it's nothing."
When we arrive back at the house the boys take the bags while I go up to the bedroom. Our bed isn't made since we left. I crawl under the un-made covers and burry myself in them trying to control sobs. Someone opens the door and I wipe my tears away again but with the blankets from on the bed.
"Ali?" Liam asks dropping my bags onto the floor.
"Can we go for a walk?" I say pulling down the covers from my face.
The grass we walk on is cool and damp from the rain. We go further away from the house and then sit on a bench. Liam and I sit there in silence for a while.
"I honestly wanna die. You're gonna think I'm over reacting like I was in Cayo Coco but this in my opinion is serious. You're gonna have mixed re--"
"Stop." Liam puts his forefinger over my lips as tears slowly run down my cheeks. "You're pregnant, aren't you?" My jaw opens and stuttering breaths come out.
"How did you know?" I ask once I find a way to control my breathing. Liam shrugs and pulls me into his side. "Harry is going to murder me."
"Ali, Harry has always wanted a kid." Liam brushes my eyebrows with his thumb. "You don't like children as I can tell." As much as I want to cry right now, I don't think I have any tears left. Harry is like a serial killer, hurts people for his own sick and twisted pleasure. Since he abuses me would he do the same to our child?
"He abuses me, Liam." My bottom lips shakes. I bite it hard enough to make it stop shaking. "Harry would probably abuse the kid too. Even if he has always wanted a child it doesn't assure he won't hurt it. Everyone dreams about being with their one true love and it doesn't mean that they'll treat you right, Harry cuts me, whips me, slaps me and yells at me."
"Trust me, if Harry doesn't find out from you and he eventually picks up on it he'll be furious instead of happy. Ali," Liam tilts my chin up so our eyes meet. I open my mouth a bit about to object but he puts his forefinger over my lips. "I would never lie to you, I would only lie to you if it were to protect you. Please, just trust me."
"As much as I'd like to trust you I learned I can't trust anyone." Tears start to roll down my cheeks, Liam wipes them away. "Liam, I don't love you or Harry."
"Ali," He kisses my lips gently. When we pull away there's a couple minutes of silence. "That night we got drunk together and I said we just made out, I was lying. But to protect you."
"That baby, it might be ours?" I ask my mouth opened. I thought I lost my virginity to Harry when I actually lost it to Liam.
"Yeah, the only way to find out for sure is to get a DNA test." Liam tries to calm me by brushing my forehead with his finger. I stand up and pace in front of him. I can't get a DNA test, if Harry found out that the child wasn't his he'd freak out.
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"Hey, babe." Harry comes into our room and sits down on the bed with me.
"I'll be right back." I go into the washroom and leave Harry watching NCIS: Los Angeles. I cut some white thin ribbon and attach a piece of paper on it saying 'It's yours' on it. I come out and lay on the the bed with Harry. I start to roll my shirt up.
"What?" He asks putting his hand on my stomach smiling. My heart pounds against my chest; there are so many ways he can react to this. "It's yours."
"I didn't know how else to tell you." I exhale deeply and close my eyes trying to hold in tears. Harry pulls me into his arms and holds me against his warm chest.
"I love you." He whispers in my ear through my hair. I wasn't expecting Harry to be so happy for me having a child. He took it way better than I did for once.
"Harry," I try to continue but it will hurt me to much if I do.
For dinner Harry ordered in Chinese food. I've never really had Chinese food before, three times at most. Back home my dinners usually were microwaveable pizza, fries, chicken fingers and some celery or carrots to go with them.
"Here." Harry said after we had just finished eating handing me a fortune cookie. "Wait," He shook the one in his hand then gave me that one. "I want the other one."
"Okay, then." I said cracking open the cookie. I read the fortune then gasped. It said 'Marry me?' Harry got down on one knee and held out a ring in a pale blue box.
"Sometimes these fortunes come true. Will you make yours come true?" Harry smiles at me sweetly at me. My mind has scattered thoughts. I don't even love this man but I guess I have no other choice.
"Yes." Harry puts the ringer on my finger then kisses my temple.
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Fanfiction"You're mine." Harry pushes me up against the wall and holds his hands to the back of my thigh. "Say it." I just stand there, my stomach feeling like it's about to burst with nervousness. "Say it!" He demands. "I'm yours, Harry." My breathes stutter...
