Lyric's POV
So, I still haven't told Harry what I found out when Lou and I went to the hospital in Illinois. We're in Louisiana now and Maddie, AmmyLynn, and Sydney are here in our hotel room right now.
If I tell him now, he might not be so angry. Who am I kidding? He's going to hate me! I might as well pack my bags now! I can't believe I was so stupid! Louis says Harry will understand, but I'm not so sure.
Harry just came into Kale's life, I think if I leave I'd leave Kale to stay here, with the boys. He loves them so much, and Harry loves his little boy. I just have to tell Harry and then I'll be gone, out of his life, for good.
A few tears welled up in my eyes, I'd miss him and Louis, Liam and Zayn, Niall and Paul, but most of all, I'd miss Kale, my baby. Louis' the only one besides Eleanor, Danielle, and Perrie who know about my predicament and I'm scared he'll tell Harry.
Harry sat down beside me after taking Kale to lay down for a nap and wrapped me in a hug, "What's wrong, sweetheart?" he questioned.
"W-we n-n-need t-to t-t-talk," I stuttered, looking into his green orbs for probably the last time. It hurt me to know that in a few words he'd hate me forever.
"Well, what is it?" he asked.
I glanced at Louis who smiled and gave me a thumbs up. I took a deep breath and looked up and met Harry's green gaze. "Harry... Hazza... Babe..."
"Just tell me, Lyric," he snapped looking a little annoyed.
"I, uh, I'm pregnant, Harry," I admitted, looking down at my fingers. Harry didn't say anything and I knew he hated me, he was never THIS quiet.
I was surprised when I was pulled into a kiss. His lips crashed down on my lips and he held me tightly to his chest.
"That's wonderful!" he exclaimed when he pulled away, his signature grin on his face.
"Congratulations!" all the boys and Maddie and AmmyLynn yelled.
Niall looked at me seriously, "Now, did he just smack that ass or did he grab and hold on?" he asked, referring to Fast Five, the best movie ever!
"You see, it's the scratch marks running down Hazza's back that did the trick," Louis said with a huge grin.
I blushed and Harry set his hands on my stomach, "How long?" he asked.
"Well, I've known since Illinois, but I'm guessing since New York," I told him.
"A month and a half, and you've known for three weeks?" he asked me sadly.
I cupped his cheek, "I wanted to tell you, Harry, but I was afraid and I didn't know how to," I told him.
He grinned and kissed my palm, "It's okay, I know now," he smirked before turning on Louis. "You knew!" he exclaimed, "You knew and you didn't tell me!"
"You knew about El," Louis pointed out.
"I love how Louis knew before me," Zayn said with a small frown.
"He wouldn't have if he weren't the one to take me to the hospital," I promised.
"Hey!" Louis exclaimed.
Zayn smiled, "It's okay, love," he said, pecking my cheek.
I giggled and looked at Harry, "So, you're not mad?" I asked.
He looked confused, "Mad? Why would I be mad?" he asked, tilting his head to the side. His eyes widened, "Please, tell me it's mine," he pleaded.
I rolled my eyes, "No, it's Zayn's," I said sarcastically.
