Shades Of Styles

You find out your pregnant

Oh god! Oh god! No. No. This has to be wrong, it just has to be wrong. I must have done it wrong...no how could peeing on a stick be wrong. So it's true...I'm pregnant. 2 weeks of guessing and wondering and my thoughts are confirmed by a plastic stick with my urine on it. 

I'm not prepared to be a parent, neither is Harry. He's always gone, like he is right now and my career is just starting. Well atleast I have more options than the one. How will I tell Harry...? He's been on tour for almost a year and I only saw him 3 weeks ago which is when and how I got here. He won't be back till December which is a month away! I hate to have to tell him over FaceTime but it's the only real way. I fix my hair and clean up face and click the FaceTime app and then his name. 

I wait for him to appear on the screen and when he does, it's dark and all I can hear is his morning voice. I forgot it was only like 6 am over there. 

"Good morning..." He yawns and then a light flicks on making me able to see his face and his messy bed head and shirtless chest. 

"Did I wake you?" I ask. 

"Yes but it's fine. I was suppose to be up 30 minutes ago. What is it love? Is something wrong?" 

"No...nothing's wrong. Well, depending on how you take this news" 

"(Y/n) you're scaring me what is it?" He sits up. 

"I hate telling you this over the phone..." I sigh looking down at the pregnancy test. Maybe I shouldn't tell him. Maybe just keeping it from him so he doesn't worry is best, maybe I should just break up with him. I don't want to burden him..."Harry...I think we should break up" I choke. The words feel sour in my mouth and my heart aches. This is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. The look on his face pushing the knife all the way through me. 

"No..why? What'd I do? I'll fix it" he begs.

"It's not you...this is my problem. I'm sorry" I hang up so he can't do anything. I can not believe I just broke up with him. It hurts like hell. My stomach is in knots and my heart feels 2 sizes smaller. My phone goes off, he's calling but I ignore it. This isn't his burden to deal with, I can raise this baby myself. Before he can attempt to call again I turn my phone off. 

After an hour or so of figuring out what to do next I decide to pack my things and leave. I leave my key behind and take my stuff to my mothers. 

December Harry's pov 

It's been a month since I got that call from her. She broke up with me and I still can't get over it, I cry about it every night. I enter our once shared apartment and see her key sitting on the counter. My head drops and I stare at the floor. 

I take my stuff to my room and decide to sit down drink any alcohol we-I have and start delete our memories. I plop down on the couch and feel something under my bum. I get up...it's a pregnancy test that's positive. What? She was...pregnant. That's why she broke up, that has to be it. She didn't want to burden me. I have to get her back. The question is where is she? I find her mothers phone number in my phone and call It right away. 

"Harry? Why are you calling here?" She asks.

"Is (y/n) there?" I ask ignoring her question. 

"Yes, but that is none of your business. You two have broken up" 

"But for the wrong reasons" 

"That is not my problem." She snaps. Why am I arguing with her when I could be racing down there to see her. I hang up and grab the pregnancy test and go to my car. I take the hour long car ride to contemplate what I will say to her. 

When I get there her father has already come outside. 

"Harry...you shouldn't be here. She doesn't want to see you" 

"I don't care. It's for her own good." 

"Why does she need to see you. you must have done something to make her break up with you" 

"You mean, she hasn't told you?" I ask. 

"No, she hasn't given us a reason but you obviously know what it is. So why are you here" 

"I'll tell you if you let me in. Please" 

"Mmm fine" he says letting me in. "She's in her room" 

I run upstairs and burst through the door. She looks up at me and then moves back up against her bed. 

"Why are you here?" She asks. 

"I know why broke up with me and I don't like it"

"How do you know?" 

"I found this" I show her the pregnancy test and she gasps. 

"And? Doesn't mean anything" she shrugs. 

"You're pregnant and I think that's great." 

"Harry...I got an abortion" 

"No you didn't. You wouldn't have left if that's the decision you made" 

"Harry, I can't let you ruin your life over me" 

"Ruin my life? How will this ever ruin my life. It will make my life better. To have you and a baby is a blessing" 

"What about music and touring?" 

"It's December. We're going on a year break remember." 

"And after that year is over?" 

"Then I will be in the babies life for as much as I can. Louis will have a baby, Liam and Sophia will probably be married and trying as well. We'll all have children by then." 

"That doesn't change the fact that you'll be on the road a lot" 

"You know you just broke up with me without telling me anything. We didn't discuss this properly" 

"It's cause thought you wouldn't want it and I knew I could raise a baby by myself"

"Well I want this baby and I want to raise it with you. I want to be a father not your baby's absent father"

"Look...Harry. I can't-" 

"This is my decision and I know you  broke up with me cause of this so you still love me." 

"Of course I do. I haven't stop. It hurt me so much to break up with you. I cried for a whole week. I didn't leave my room." 

"I was so upset. It was hard to preform because every song reminded me of you" 

"I missed you...I  so sorry" she jumps into my arms and cries on my shoulder. 

"I missed you too" I kiss her head.