Chapter Twenty-Eight
Harry's POV
I dropped Emily off at her car. I watched her walk away. As she swayed her hips I couldn't help but stare. She's so beautiful, pregnant or not. I can't believe she's five months pregnant. I can't believe she's pregnant with my baby. Holy shit. I'm gonna be a father. It really just hit me. This is scary shit. I have to grow up. Well, this is going to be new for me.
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Emily's POV
Me and harry have been talking for two months now. I'm seven months pregnant and I'm scared. We both have a baby room at our flats. Harry hasn't been over to my flat yet, I don't know if I'll let him. We're suppose to be hanging out today though. BeepBeep
From: Harry
Hey. What time will you be over? I miss you.
To: Harry
Soon. I'm leaving now. I miss you too.
I smiled at that text. He misses me. It's been a long time since he's said that to me. I grabbed my keys and left. I wore a pink and gray stripped floor length dress with a pair of gray flip flops. I drove over to Harry's flat and knocked on the door. "You don't have to knock Love." I heard him say as he opened the door. He was wear a tight white v-neck and black skinny jeans. I though I was going to die.
He kissed my cheek as I walked inside. "I thought we could go to the movies." He said. "Sounds great." I told him. We drove to the theater in a comfortable silence. When we arrived he bought two tickets to Scary Movie 5. While we were watching the movie Harry held my hand. It was so cute. I missed this so much. I tried to pay attention to the movie but it was stupid so I kept zoning out. We got back to Harry's place and we were both smiling earp to ear. "Do you want to order take out?" He asked. "Yes please. I'm starved!" I told him. He laughed. "What do you wa-" "PIZZA!" I cut him off. This made him laugh even more. "Okay. Pizza it is." He walked into the other room and ordered it.
We sat on his bed eating pizza and watching Rugrats. I felt like a little kid again, that's weird to say since I have two kids inside of me. I got up and went to the bathroom. When I walked out I was slammed up against the wall. My arms we're pinned above my head and I felt pressure on my stomach. "What the hell are these?" He hissed looking at my wrist. "Th-there cuts." I stuttered. "Why the fuck are the there?" He hissed again. " I-i was depressed." I said quietly. He pushed harder against me. "Ow. Harry. You're hurting the babies!" I cried out in pain. It felt like someone was stabbing me in the stomach. I felt something hard hit my face and I realized he had hit me. This made me cry more. "Why'd you do that?" I cried. "You could've hurt the babies you slut!" He yelled sounding sickened. "You're hurting them now!" I yelled. "I'll be right back! DO. NOT. MOVE." He yelled. He walked into the bathroom and I ran out.
I hid behind one of his five cars and called Liam crying. "Hello?" He asked. "H-harry hit me. Ba-babies hurt. H-harry's house. He-help." I said between sobs. "Where at Harry's house?" He asked sounding worried. "Behind ca-car." I managed to get out before I dropped the phone and everything went black.
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A/N
I know it's been FOREVER. I'm SOOO sorry. I've been busy. I know Harry would never do any of this. Please remember this is all made up. I love you all. Hope you liked it.
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