I Will Always Love You - A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter Forty Six

*Stacey's POV*

"We're home!" Charlie shouts as we enter the house.

They come running out from the dining room, and Harry picks me.

"What the hell? You guys didn't leave note, and wouldn't answer our calls." Harry says, angrily.

"Oh my, god, I am so sorry Harry!" I say. "We were at some arcade centre and it was loud, so we couldn't hear our phones, and we didn't think to leave a note. I'm sorry!"

He puts me down and hugs me, his face buried in my neck, "It's ok, and just never do that again. You had us so worried!"

"We won these, by the way." Charlie says, showing them our prizes.

"Yes, a basketball. Now, we can use the basketball court!" Zayn grabs the ball off of me.

"Zayn, you should really ask before you take," Daddy Direction says matter-of-factly.

I laugh, "Its ok, I don't mind. Go have fun!"

Harry gives me a quick kiss before the boys, Katie and Eleanor run outside.

"I am going to take my stuff up, do you want me to take yours up, Charlotte?" I ask, standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"If you don't mind, thanks." 

She hands me her prizes, and then walks off with Danielle.

"Yep, definitely getting bigger," I mumble to myself, as I stand sideways, looking in the mirror, with my shirt pulled up over my stomach.

There was now a little bump there, to say I was about a month into it.

How was I going to tell them? Or worse, how was I going to tell Harry? 

He is going to freak!

I began to feel sick so I hung my head over the toilet, and soon vomited. I cleaned myself up, brushed my teeth to get rid of the stench, and then went back downstairs.

"Hey babe, you were up there a while. Are you ok?" Harry says as I walk into the kitchen. He is grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge.

"Yeah, just feeling a little sick, that's all." 

He comes over to me immediately, "Do you want to lie down? Do you want water? What do I do?"

"Harry, stop panicking. It's just a little stomach ache, that's all." I lie. "Just get me some water, please."

He pours me a glass of water and hands it to me, resting his hand on my back. "You should lie down."

He escorts me to the couch and I sit, but don't lie down.

"Lie down," he says.

"No, I have to talk to you."

He sits beside me and holds my hand.

I sigh, "I-"

Right at that point all the others come rushing in, making so much noise.

Moment ruiners.

"What is it?" Harry whispers.

"N-nothing. I just wanted to tell you that I love you and thanks for all your help." I fake smile.

"I love you too."

He kisses my forehead and walks off to the boys.

I look down to my lap and fiddle with my hands, when Charlotte comes over.

"Hey, are you ok?" she asks.

I shake my head slightly.

"Do you want to talk about it?" 

I nod, and then she grabs my hand and pulls me upstairs.

We go into her room and I sit on her bed.

"I don't know how to tell him. I don't what to do." I sob.

She shuts the door, "Tell who what? Stace, what's going on?" 

Ok, here goes. "I-I'm pregnant, C."