Our little secret. (Hendall)

Chapter 65

//the photo is of Kendall and harrys house in Miami\\

KENDALLS POV//

I sat in complete silence. I didn't want to look at Kylie right now.

"Kenny please. I didn't want this to happen, it just did ok." I look up for the first time, seeing an angry Kylie with her arms crossed and Tyga looking a bit guilty.

"You think we wanted this right now? I've already gone through all these questions with mum and dad. I'm sorry it happend ok!" She stood up, walking over to the table and grabbing her phone.

"You're 17 Kylie!! You should of been more cautious! You shouldn't have been having sex anyway!" I came out of my shell now. Me and Kylie argued at the top of our lungs. She's my little sister, and she's pregnant. That's scary for us both, and the fact that me and Harry have been trying but have had no luck, that's upset me even more.

"You don't care Kendall. You don't. Put yourself in my shoes for once" she yelled, taking deep breaths.

"No Kylie! The fact that you can get pregnant in an instance by mistake and me and Harry having to try for weeks and not get pregnancy, that's bullshit!" I yelled even louder, leaving everyone's eyes on me.

I bet it shocked them that I've been trying. I just stood up, and ran upstairs, leaving Harry with the kids downstairs.

This can't be happening. It's already upset me that I can't make a baby for Harry. It means the world to him, and for me to find out that my little sister is pregnant, by a tabloid? That's not right.

I hear a lint knock at the door, seeing Harry leaning against the door frame with his hands in his pocket. He looks innocent, and shy. But with a hint if a smile cracking at the side of his plump pink lips.

"You okay love?" He stood up straight, giving me a tight hug and kiss on the forehead. I always feel glad to have my beautiful husband by my side.

"I'm just angry. I mean, she couldn't expect me to be okay with it? Eugh, can we just grab the kids and get home now. I'm tired from the plane ride" I push myself out of Harrys arms and grab Daniel and Demi's little suitcases, allowing Harry to take them out to the car.

I go around the back stairs, so that my family doesn't see us leaving. Harry sneaks the children around the pool and out the back gate, with me following behind.

I quickly dumped the suitcases in the boot along with mine and Harrys, and he strapped them in. I think I should drive now, I'm that angry it won't take me long to speed on home.

I reversed back, looking at my top mirror, seeing Kylie and Mum run out the door and stopping in their motion. I stare for a second, then drove out the gate.

My little 17 year old sister is pregnant.

That's just wrong. She's going to have piles of crap loaded onto her by the media. But it's her own fault. Right now, I'm worried for Harry. Bless him, he's probably feeling so out of place.

I just want to go home and spend some time with the kids. I'm iff to the airport again tomorrow morning for my flight to New York for Estée Lauder makeup shoot, then to Paris for Calvin Klein with Justin Bieber.

It's always busy. Never getting a break. Harry finishes his last tour this December, so that he can be with the kids. It doesn't mean he won't sing and such, he'll still be in One Direction, they just won't be traveling so much.

It's hard for Harry too, living here in Miami with me. His family and One Direction are based in the UK in London. We dream to move their after our 3rd child or during. We came up with jtback in Australia.

I stop at a traffic light, and see Harry give me my sunglasses. Great, there's paparazzi next to us, and the flashing begins.

Oh it's so great to be home already. This whole parent hood is hitting me hard. My moods seem to be changing a lot and I feel like I just want to cry. I'm very lucky to have such an important and beautiful husband to help me through everything.

I take out last turning, and meet to a large gate, allowing the guards to push back the screaming fans and to get us through the gate. One we did so, we drove up our driveway, and into the garage.

Me and Harry both let out a breath of air. I just need to sleep, even though it's afternoon.

"I'll grab the kids, you head inside and grab us all a drink" Harry smiles, nodding his head for me to just go and relax and leave him with the hard work. I wasn't going to argue back, I'm exhausted.

So I made my way to the big front door, sliding it open and taking in my scenery. It's so good to be back home. Even though I'm only here for tonight, then off again in the morning.

I dump my bag on the table along with my car keys. I head into the kitchen, and grab 2 fruit juices from the fridge and put the kettle on for me and Harry.

I take a deep breath in, and stare out at our pool in the garden. It's such a beautiful day, I may take the kids out.

"Here they come!" Harry shouts, removing me from my thoughts, and I see Demi and Daniel stumble in and just managing to walk.

Demi walks over to me, and I hand her the drink and watch her make her way towards the living room, probably to make a big mess with all their toys.

I smile, as Harry hands Daniel a drink and then turns to give me a hug.

"I'm glad they're more confident with walking, sort of" I laugh, and kiss Harry slowly. I love starring into his beautiful eyes.

"So..wrong time to ask. But, have you been feeling sickly lately or.." Harry sort of frowns, which makes me frown. He's wanting this so badly. I need to keep trying for him but, we just don't have time.

"I've been feeling pretty normal actually.." I look up at Harry, and put my hand lightly on his cheek.

"Tonight, if we have time, we will try again" a sudden light shone in his eyes and he hugged me tightly.