Melting Over Harry Styles

Hardest Decision

Harry leans in and kisses my stomach. A shower of relief washes over me.

"What we are going to do, is talk about you mate!" Harry says making a stupid face at the baby inside of me, it makes me laugh. He stands up and holds his hands on my stomach then kisses me. We sit on the bed with our hands entwined, ready to talk about our baby.

"Ok, so we need to think of something that doesn't affect your career and still lets us have the baby." I say thinking hard of what to do.

"We could hide- uh, I feel so selfish how about you make the call" Harry sighs. This is the hardest division ever!

"Harry, are we doing the right thing even having this baby?" I say leaning on his shoulder.

"I don't know. I mean were only 18, 19 years old. Maybe we should ask your parents what to do."

"HARRY NO THEY"LL KILL ME!" I say jumping up off the bed.

"Why not Sally! What can they do? You're old enough to look after yourself and you obviously can't hide it forever!" He stands up next to me putting his hands in his pockets.

"Why don't we ring your mum Harry? What will she do-?"

"Don't bring my mother into this she will find out believe me!" Harry says looking at me as if he has already told her.

"I always have the other option."

"Don't even think about it! You're gonna kill your own child!" He starts getting tears in his eyes.

"It will be the worst thing I will ever do but if I do it will make everything so much easier." I say crying. The tears in Harry's eyes start falling to.

"We will work this out, I promise. Anything! I will do anything, just don't kill it." Harry whispers. I fall into his arms and nod. I can't do this to us. I tell Harry that I will tell my parents and we head to my house. When we get to my house, Harry hides around the corner and I knock on the door.

"Hello, Sally. Now, I rang Mary and you weren't there. Explain that." Mum says leaning on the front door.

"Sorry miss, she was with me." Harry says coming around the corner into sight.

"What. With you? Sally what's going on?" Mum shrieks Pulling Harry and I inside so dad can see us. He immediately stands up looking at Harry getting angry.

"Well I... sorry, we have something to tell you," I say with goose bumps. I look back at Harry and he sees how scared I am and he grabs my hand. He looks just as scared! Before I can say anything I see Gab walk into the room. Gab looks at Harry then out hands. She smiles, then gasps for air and faints falling over. No one pays attention to her apart from Harry because I hear him laugh under his breath. I look back, he is ginning at me. I raise my eyebrows at him and immediately he stops and gives a fake, serious look to my parents.

"That's right. You're um, one... One Direction!" Dad shouts. "My youngest daughter loves you and by the looks of it, my oldest one does too. So anyway what were you saying Sally?" Dad asks me with his angry, stubborn look. I look back at Harry with a quick smile.

"Well um about that." I start crying. "I'm-"

"We are having a baby." Harry interrupts. Straight away my whole family drops their mouths. Mum runs behind dad putting her hands on his arm. I can see dad getting angrier and angrier thinking of a punishment.

"Get your things and get out of my house!" Yells dad. I don't know what to do so I just stand there with tears racing down my face. All I can hear is my tears falling on the floor.

"NOW!" He yells. I walk slowly to my room. Harry grabs his phone and walks outside somewhere. I walk to in my door and begin to grab all my important things and shove them in a bag. I hear small footsteps running in my room.

"What's going on Sal? Where's Harry?" Gab asks. Her voice is so scared.

"I don't know Gab but I'll tell you when I no. I've got to go away with him ok? Now promise me that whatever you read or hear you won't believe it. Take my phone and have it with you at all times and I'll call you later and tell you what's going on, but don't tell mum or dad you've got my phone ok?" I pull her in for a hug and I kiss her forehead. I grab all my bags and head towards the door. Mum and dad are still in the same position they were when I walked into my room. Harry suddenly walks back in and grabs most of the bags I'm holding and heads outside with his head down so that his hair covers his face. Just before I leave I look back.

"Mum?" I sniffle. She takes a step back with her head down. I take a last look at my house that I've lived in for 18 years and then I leave to the car Harry must have arranged for us.