Something Gained

The stick of death

I sat at my desk looking at the sticks laying there and ignoring the buzzing of my phone. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and picked up my phone. "What do you need Harry?" I practically yelled into the phone. "Jeez Freya, I was calling to see if you want to hang tonight. You busy?" I gulped and replied. "Yeah, lets hang out, I'm free."  He quickly said what time he'd be coming to get me, and I mumbled okay then hung up. There was knocking at my bedroom door after a while, and I hurried to stuff the sticks into the drawer. "Come in!" I choked out and the door opened to Liam standing there smiling. "So, I hear you and Harry are hanging out again tonight. You two have been spending a lot of time together the last month or so. Be careful alright? I don't want you getting hurt or anything."  I smiled and nodded. "Okay big brother." He walked over and hugged me. "You've been acting weird recently is everything okay?"  The color drained from my face and the breath hitched in my chest. "Liam," I started, " I'm fine. don't worry." He smiled and hugged me again and left the room after lingering in the doorway for a moment, almost like he wanted to say something else to me.

It was around eight when Harry came walking into my room. He flopped down on my bed and groaned. "I got here thirty minutes ago, but Liam stopped me to talk about you and me, and if we're going to be official anytime soon."  I bust out laughing. "Like you'd ever date me exclusively!" Harry shot up from the bed. "I definitely would date you exclusively! I'd take you on dates and protect you against bitchy fans. I'd do anything for you Freya." My heart fluttered then sank. "Harry, I need to talk to you about something."  I mumbled and he stood up. "Me first." He walked over to me and grabbed my hand. "Freya, that's why I wanted to hang out with you tonight. I wanted to talk to you about making us a thing. Making us official."  I smiled, but I wanted to cry. "I want to say yes, but maybe we should talk about something first."  His smile faded and he walked back over to my bed. I joined him and held his hand in mine. "Harry, do you remember two months ago when you and I.. uh you know?"  He laughed and nodded. "Well, uh we.. I mean.. you.. I mean I."  He grabbed my shoulders. "Just say it."  I couldn't stop myself. It just came falling out of my mouth. "I'm pregnant."  His face drained of color and his hands dropped from my arms. "You're pregnant? I got you pregnant?"  he muttered and I nodded. He sat on my bed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Liam is going to kill us."  I sat on the bed next to him and ran my hand across his back. "I'm so sorry Harry."  He laughed and looked up at me. "You're sorry? I was the one who got you pregnant. Freya I'm so damn sorry. I promise you that I'm going to be here for you no matter what. Freya, I still want to make this official."  I smiled and hugged him. "You really still want to be with me?"  His eyes got bigger. "Freya, you're having my baby, and I really like you. Of course, I want to be with you."  My heart started beating faster and he smiled. "Freya are we really going to do this? Are we really going to be together and have a baby?"  He asked me with a smile, and I nodded. "I can't believe this. I'm going to be a dad!"  he basically yelled and I covered his mouth. "Liam can never know about the baby. Well not yet at least."  He nodded and kissed me lightly. "It's us against the world babe."  He whispered.

I was sitting in the living room eating pickles out of the jar with my hands while crying, and the door opened to Harry and Niall laughing about something. They both stopped when they saw me, "What are you doing baby, are you okay?"  Harry asked coming over to me and putting his arm around me. "I-I wanted chocolate icing and pickles but we didn't have any icing. So I decided on just pickles, but its not the same!"  Niall laughed and Harry glared at him. "Honey, its okay! Niall will go get you some chocolate icing and keep Liam away from the flat today so we don't have to explain this. Got it Niall?"  Harry said in a stern voice. "Got it captain!"  Niall yelled turning on his heel and walking out the door. After Niall left Harry and I sat there watching TV, but every time a sad commercial came on, we had to change the channel before I burst into tears. I couldn't help but feel bad about it. I knew he understood but that didn't really change much. All I could think about is what this pregnancy is going to do to his career. Fans will lose it! My brother will lose it! I sat up and looked at Harry. "What's wrong, love?"  He asked and I started to cry. "What if we don't work out? What if you stop loving me? I can't raise a baby all alone!"  I yelled and he looked scared. "Babe, calm down. Please. Everything will be okay. I told you I want to be with you and I do. And you know what Freya? I love you and I'm going to love our baby just as much."  He smiled and kissed me. He always knows how to make things better.