Uh...Hi... (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Momma Mad

Bonus Chapter

Momma Mad

-Set a few months after Niall and Jessica's wedding-

June 24, 2014

***Harry's POV***

If you knew me at all you knew I was horrible during arguments. I hated saying and hearing nasty things, I hated the feeling of guilt afterwards. Everything about fighting just made me want to run away.

Brittney on the other hand loved to pick fights. It mostly happened when she had to much wine. This time was different though.

This time I was calmly watching football with the rest of the lads, excused Niall, when I heard the most horrifyingly infuriated scream I had ever heard.

"Harry Edward Styles!"

Each of the boys turned toward me with the, 'you're fucked' look that we had each been given sometime in our current relationships.

A panicked Brittney ran down the stairs; even from here I could see pissed off aura radiating from her.

Standing a few feet from the sofa Brittney gave me a glare before throwing a white stick at me.

"What the fuck does that damn stick say?!"

Confused I picked up the plastic stick from the floor and looked at it for the first time. My eyes widened when I noticed it was indeed a pregnancy test.

What really got me panicked was what the test said.

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"You're pregnant."

"Damn straight I am and it's your fucking fault you asshole!" She screamed as she began pacing around the flat.

"My fault?! You're the one who didn't want me to go and get the rubber. 'Fuck Harry just go in natural!' This is so not my fault!"

"Guys-" Zayn started before being cut of by Brittney.

"You could have said no! You know how I get when horny! I have no common sense! How am I suppose to raise a child?! And what? Now I can't have a glass of wine without being called a bad mum!"

"You two should-"

"Please Britt, if Jess can do it then so can you! So you need to have a glass of wine all the time now?! Is that it!"

"Guy please-"

"Shut up Zayn!" Both Brittney and I screamed together before shutting up as we heard a baby screaming next door.

Everyone eyes widened as the sound of doors opening and slamming filled the quiet flat. Without as much as a mutter we waited in fear as our death came closer and closer until it burst the through the door.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" A whispered angry voice said from the hallway. "Don't you fucking know I have a one year old sleeping over there with a bad fever and a husband who has a broken leg! Am I allowed no sleep?!"

"Sorry Jessica." Everyone muttered quietly.

"That's nice! Now what the fuck happened to make you have to tell at four in the morning?"

"He knocked me up!" Brittney accused in a hushed, angered voice.

Jessica's eyes softened before turning cold again. "Okay you both listen up and listen good, this child was created by two people who love each other not matter how many times they want to strangle each other. This child is a fucking miracle and I won't let you think of this as a bad thing. This is a bloody good thing and if anyone thinks otherwise they can shut the fuck up. Now sit on that sofa, watch football, and shut the fuck up."

Without a goodbye Jessica left us all alone to an awkward quiet. I turned toward Britteny and have her a soft peck on her cheek.

"I love you and I'm happy we're having this child."

"Yeah me too babe. I'm hoping he or she has your hair."

Just as I was about to say something else a loud bang came from behind us that set a chain of horrible motions into act.

Liam fell causing pictures and a vase to fall to the ground, which caused the door to shake, for a baby to start crying, and lastly a mad momma to pound on the now locked door.

"Guys, I think it's time to hide." Louis whispered making is all nod without looking at him.

Looks like I got a mad momma and mad baby momma all in the same day. How lucky am I?