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20 | ❝ ...𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒? ❞

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❝and baby clothes?❞

"Can you come home?"

Will had never left a video shoot faster. He apologised profusely but as soon as the words had left Angelica's mouth, they was no way he was staying. He was slightly waved as moved outside, hoping the Uber would come sooner than later.

Angelica's cries were disorganised, he could barely make out the words she was saying, offering soft shushes and reassuring words, "M'on my way, I'm coming home, we can figure this out"

He stayed on the line the entire Uber home, even when all he could hear was his fiancé's muffled cries. He ended the call only to unlock the door, gold key slipping into the lock.

Angelica looked up from her spot on the couch, wrapped in blankets and Will's favourite black hoodie, she rose to her feet quickly, "It was going good and then it wasn't -" Her voice cracked, opening her arms with a pleading look.

"Come here, love" Will murmured, his arms lacing around her body and tucking her face into the crevice of his neck. He held her tightly, kissing her forehead lovingly, "M'right here, take some deep breaths, yeah?" He whispered.

She sucked in a breath, her heart racing against her chest, Angelica tried her best to calm down her erratic breathing.

"Come on, love" He whispered, guiding her slowly to the couch, helping her sit down on his lap, "Deep breaths, our little sweetheart in there needs some deep breaths, honey"

A few moments passed before Angelica was brave enough to move her face from his neck, inhaling shakily as she looked up at him.

"There's my beautiful girl" Will smiled softly, his free hand cupping her cheek, thumb creating soothing circles, "You wanna tell me what happened?"

"He was happy" Angelica whispered, bloodshot eyes finally making contact with his, "At first, proud that we'd have a baby together" She cringed as she spoke, "Until he asked if you'd left me"

"Harry thinks I'd have left you over this?" Will's brows furrowed, "You're gonna' be my wife, how-why would I leave the woman I love?" He shook his head dismissively, "I'm never leaving you, Angel-"

"I know" She interrupted, giving him a weak smile, "That's the problem, for Haz' at least. He thinks we're meant to be together if we're having this baby, that it's not fair that they'll have to pack their bags every other weekend..." Angelica wiped the tears from her face, taking a shallow breath, "I don't know if he meant it, but he said he doesn't want to be in there life as long as were together"

She felt him freeze, his body stiffening and his eyes closing. Seconds passed, his shaky fingers moved to the edge of her stomach, "Angel... please" Will whispered, "I just got you back, we're having a baby, I love you-"

Angelica's eyes widened as she realised where his mind had trailed too, where he thought there conversation was going, "Baby, no, no, I am not leaving you!" She rushed out, her hands cupping his cheeks, "We're getting married, we're in love, we're having a baby" She assured, "We need to give Harry time to think about it all, but no matter if he chooses to be a part of it or not, we're your family"

"Angel, love" Will cleared his throat, his bloodshot eyes meeting hers once again, "I want this baby to be ours, no matter what, wether I'm just the stepfather or the real one" He wiped tears from Angelica's cheek, "We need to sit down with Boggo about this, love, if he wants nothing to do with our sweet baby, that's perfectly fine but he needs to sign his rights away and a non-disclosure"

Angelica took a shaky breath, her hand moving to reach his, squeezing it in encouragement for him to continue.

"I don't care about there blood, but I don't want our baby finding out anything that's not from us. It's Harry's decision if he wants to be a parent or not, I won't judge him for it, I just want to protect my wife and my baby" Will continued, pressing a kiss to the back of her hand, "What do you think?"