Shattered Reflections (One Direction FanFiction) COMPLETED

43- The Three Other Words

May 24, 2012

"Olivia, baby wake up"

"Sweetheart, come on, I want to go get some food before we leave"

"Niall is waiting for you outside."

Niall? Niall is waiting for me?

I pop up, out of my covers and my eyes open, revealing a shocked Harry. And of course Zayn, still sleeping.

But Harry, his face was priceless. Shocked and Surprised at the same time. "You're still hung up on him?" he asked.

"...No. I'm not." I sternly say, staring at Harry's green orbs.

"Yes you fucking are! You can't be like this Olivia! You're pregnant! You can't have stress like this!" Harry whispered as loud as he could without waking Zayn.

"Don't you DARE bring the baby up in this conversation. It just gives me a reason to love Niall! You cannot possibly blame me for carrying his child! I need my child to have a father. GOD FORBID this child has to go through what I had to! Living without a one parent is hard enough, you should know Harry. But to be with either of your parents, and alone, only I know!" I began shouting

Does Harry even understand what I had went through?

"I understand Liv, but, I told you, I can help you take care of the kid with you! I will love it so much more than Niall!" his voice, completely the opposite of mine. Calm and Supportive. Rather than Shaky and Angry as fuck.

"Oh, I never knew you would feel this way about it..." I confess, almost realising that Harry might want to be a father to my child.

"I love you, Olivia, you know I do. I would do anything to make you happy. Anything." Harry had now moved closer to me, holding each side of my shoulder, and crossing one of his legs as he sat at the edge of my bed.

"I love you Olivia, please, please don't ever think I'm trying to control you. Because you know how protective I am. I don't want you to be broken, ever again." he said, showing a hint of hope and doubt at the same time.

"I never knew you felt that way..." I murmur, fumbling with my hands on top of the white sheets. If Harry felt that way, why doesn't he ask me to be his girlfriend?

"I know you're probably thinking why you aren't my girlfriend yet... It is only because I don't want to give you the pressure of having to love me back. But I love you, and I will be yours 'til the end of our journey together." Harry promised, now gripping my right hand in his. "I love you."

"Harry... I d-don't know what to say.." I say, shyly.

"Don't say anything." he whispers, closing up on me, approaching my lips.

"I just love you..."

His hand made his way to my slightly bumped stomach.

"...and I love you too." he spoke to the fetus.

A smile grew on my face. How cute.

And great... Right when his hand is on my tummy, I get hungry and it grumbles.

"OH MY GAWD! Is the baby talking??" Harry shouts, bringing his ear to my belly.

I couldn't help but giggle. Just imagine. Harry, the man who loves you, and wants to take care of an unborn child-even when it's not his- and being excited at the thought of your child speaking.

"No, stupid! I'm just hungry!!" I yell as I shout at the same time.

He removes his ear from my exposed stomach and grinned his famous grin the best he could.