Tomlinson to Styles [Harry.S] *COMPLETE*

Positive - Chapter 14

*Harry's P.O.V*

I heard a scream come from inside the bathroom. It was pretty loud too considering I was sat with my head on the door. I tried pushing the door but she'd locked it. By now, I could hear loud sobs coming from inside. I'm not sure whether to be worried or not. I call yes.

"Alyssa! Baby!" I bashed the door with the my clenched fists until she gave in. Even though 'Moments' was blaring really loud, her nasally tone was still very clear. She swung open the door and looked at me with her tear-stained face. My heart broke at the sight of her like this.

"So...?" I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly waiting for an answer.

"P-p-positive. Please don't leave me or let Louis kick me out or get fired from your job or hate me forever-" she blurted out. I giggled at her craziness.

"Don't be so stupid! That's amazing, baby!" She ran into my arms and snuggled her head into the crook in my neck. I rubbed her back to sooth her. Gently, I pulled her back to see her now smiling face. I let a soft smile spread on my lips. My eyes moved to her still tiny stomach. I lowered onto my knees and kissed her belly.

"She or he will be wonderful," I spoke into her skin. I felt her body tingle beneath me. I loved the fact I had the power to make her melt like putty in my hands. I rested my hands on her back.

"I'm sorry," Alyssa sighed.

"I'm sorry?"

"For this. For making you responsible for all this mess..." She drifted off.

"Don't say that!" I yelled, a little too loud, "This is probably the best thing that's ever happened to me. And if they aren't fine with it then cool. I'll just quit the band!"

"Don't be stupid Harry,"

"Seriously." I said taking her hand in mine. "Now come on. We got some news to break!"

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Surprisingly, they took it really well - especially Liam and Desirae. I guess that's because they have a child of their own...kind of. I decided to take Aly out for a drive and a chat about everything baby. I planned to end our little tour with a picnic in the fields over the other side of town. She rushed down the stairs, stumbling a little and me catching her in my arms. I giggled slightly and she blushed a deep red. Grabbing her hand, I skipped over to the car and made sure she didn'tsit in the back. That's where the picnic basket was. We discussed boy and girl situations, touring issues, baby clothes and rooms and all that stuff. It took me a little longer than expected to get over to the countryside side of town. With the sun just setting it was really beautiful. I parked up and reached over to get the blanket and basket.

"Wait there." I ordered Aly to stay in the car. I ran out and placed the blanket down on an easy-to-reach patch of grass before laying out the snacks and candles I'd brought, burning my hand on the lit matchstick in the process. I ran back over to the car and opened her door for her.

"After you, madame," I spoke in a fake French accent.

"What is this?" She asked, stunned.

"Table. Uh, blanket, for two?" She laughed at me and pulled me down onto the grass below.

"You're a joke. You know that, right?" She laughed. Her head flew back as she giggled uncontrollably, the sun hitting perfectly on her very slightly tanned face. Her eyes looked bluer than the deepest sea and her smile, oh her smile. It was perfect. The way her dimples showed like her mum's did. The way her lips formed differently when she laughed to when she smiled. She was gorgeous. She just didn't believe that. Mostly because of the so called 'fans'. She gets daily hate but brushes it off. I do hear her sobbing to herself when it gets really bad though and it hurts. Real bad. Times like that I just want to cuddle her and never let go. Tell her she'll be safe woth me and I'll hold her forever. But I know I can't protect her from everything. Everyone. The hate, the 'fans'. Speaking of fans, I wonder how they're going to take this whole baby thing. We just wouldn't tell them yet. Not even Paul eventhough he wasn't some crazy fangirl, he would still go crazy about how this could jeopardise my whole career. Oh well. This was what I wanted.

"Baby," I spoke.

"Hm?" She hummed.

"Lets not tell Paul yet, k?"

Then I got the shock of my life.

"Lets not tell Paul what?" Said an over towering, extremely familiar bodyguard