Lyric's POV
"Babe, you didn't do anything wrong. You didn't lose the baby and even if you had, I wouldn't hate you. It'd just be God telling us that we're not really ready to have another baby yet. Come out of the room, please? I am dying of boredom and all the other lads are getting mad at me because I'm being a bummer. Please, babe, come out and talk to me? I miss you, I love you, just come out," I heard the boy I love so desperately plead on the other side of the door.
I stood in front of it, not sure I was ready to face him. I heard him stand up, with a heavy sigh and that was when I opened the door. "Harry?" I whispered.
He turned and looked at me, his breathtaking smile on his lips, "Hi, love," he said. He sounded almost relieved, and I felt better seeing him smile for the first time in the three days I locked myself away. I was afraid he'd be mad at me, but when he kept coming back, I knew I was being stupid. He wouldn't be mad at me for having a nightmare, I knew that, I was more afraid that I would actually do something to make my nightmare become a reality.
Harry stepped forward and placed a sweet, caring, gentle kiss on my lips. I had missed this. I placed my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me as I deepened the kiss, I could tell he was holding back a little, but I wasn't, not at all. I wanted him, and I was making sure he knew it.
"Sweetheart," he panted as I kissed his neck, trying to get him to respond the way I wanted him to. "T-the b-b-boys are in the o-other room," he breathed as he pulled me closer to him. His grip in my waist was tight, but it felt so good after being stubborn and afraid.
"I am so sorry, Harry. I shouldn't have been like that; I was just so afraid that my dream would come true and we'd lose our baby," I told him as I pulled away and looked into his emerald green orbs. Nothing could ever make me want him less, want to be around him and the boys and girls less, I loved them with all my heart and no one was going to take them away unless I was dead.
Harry smiled at me, "Don't worry, sweetheart, it's not your fault you want to protect your child, it's your natural instinct, I don't think it'd be any different if Perrie or Dani were pregnant," he told me as he nuzzled his face in my neck. "Come on, there's a few people who want to see you," he told me as he pulled me into the living room.
"Mummy!" Kale exclaimed, running up to me and hugging my leg.
I hugged him back, "I missed you, baby," I told him.
"It's good to have you back, Pumpkin," Liam said with a smile.
I smiled back, "That dream really shook me, Daddy," I muttered, shaking the thoughts out of my head.
"Well, no more dreams!" Niall yelled, giving me a one armed hug.
I chuckled, "Obviously," I shook my head.
"Lyric Anne Andrews. Don't you EVER do that to me again, young lady. You had me worried sick!" Louis exclaimed, picking me up in a bone crushing hug.
"I won't, I won't," I wheezed. He chuckled and sat me on my feet, pecking my temple.
I turned and saw Zayn in the corner, watching me. I walked closer to him, "Hey, there, Zaynie," I murmured with a small wave.
He stood up, took three long strides, and hugged me around the waist and resting his head on my shoulder. I rubbed the small of his back and we just stood there. This was why he's my best friend, Louis' incredible, but he's Harry's best friend and Kale's God dad, and he'll be our new baby's as well, so he's all taken up. Zayn just got me, like no one else, I could tell him anything and not have to worry about him judging me or telling anyone else.
"I missed you, Pretty Girl," he murmured softly as he played with a strand of my hair.
I squeezed his shoulder and buried my face in his, surprisingly not product covered, hair. "I missed you, too, Pretty Boy. I'm really sorry," I muttered.
He shook his head, "Don't be, we all have our fears and our own ways to deal with them. You just have to live in the moment, not being afraid of what could happen, just go with it," he told me.
"You know, Zayn, you're not the only one who has missed Lyrical," Niall said with a pout.
Zayn tightened his grip on me, "But we're best friends," he said, sticking his tongue out.
"Yeah, well, I'm the father of her children," Harry said planting his hands on his hips.
"No, I am," Zayn said in a completely serious voice. Harry looked pissed. "That's right, this baby," he pointed to my stomach, "is mine."
Harry clenched his hands and turned to me, "You had the audacity to get mad at me when the tabloid said I cheated, when I didn't, but you think it's okay for you to go fuck one of my best mates and get pregnant?" he yelled.
Zayn and I started laughing, "It's not really mine, mate, I was giving you shit!" he exclaimed through his laughter.
Harry came and wrapped his arms around my laughing torso as he pulled me away, "I hate you," he grumbled.
I pecked his cheek, "I love you, too, baby," I said with a sweet kiss.
A/N: It's been awhile! How are you? Would you answer questions if I asked at the end of the chapters? Just a random thought. So, total of 40, please? And! 36,178 reads, 352 comments, and 1,043 votes! I love you guys SO MUCH!!!!!! Ahhhhh!!!!!!! -Journey<3
