A/N: sorry for not updating in awhile but I have had writers block and was trying to think about what will happen in this chapter, well anyways I hope you like it! -hyxx
Harry's POV
"I got you, now do I get my prize?" I asked Grace giving her puppy dog eyes
"If I told you that's what you got, then yes." Grace answered
"Ok." I said smirking
We began to make out and strip clothing, we made a little game, who ever had to come up for breath first had to take off a Piece of clothing.
Of course we both aren't the best at holding our breath, but I lost first.
After we were only in our undergarments, the make out session was getting heated. But before it got to heated I went and locked the door so no one- I mean Louis can't barge in on us.
A/N: I'm not good at writing sexual content... Soo... Lets just pretend it happened, k? Ok!
That. Was. Amazing.
Grace walked to the bathroom and then came back out running.
"PLEASE TELL ME YOU USED PROTECTION!!!!!" Grace whisper/yelled
"Fuck..." I mumbled under my breath, "erm... What if we didn't...?" I asked
"I could be pregnant! That's what! God damn it! I come to Dublin single and go back to America pregnant! My brothers will kill me! And you!"
"I'm sorry..."
"Save it! Don't talk to me! Like ever again! You know what, don't even look at me!" Grace yelled and stormed out of the room
"HYACINTH WE'RE LEAVING!" Was all I heard besides a door slamming.
Grace's POV
"What happened between you and Harry?" Hyacinth asked
"We had sex. And he forgot the condom."
"So, you could be-"
"Please don't say it... I'm to young to be... P-pregnant..."
"Well it doesn't mean you are. And you shouldn't have yelled at Harry like that."
"I know... I feel bad about it."
"Well text him then!"
"Ok..."
To: My Hazza Bear
From: Gracie
Hey Hazza, I'm really sorry I yelled at you, I was in panic mode I'm just not ready to be pregnant and have a baby, especially with someone I'm not in a committed relationship with, and trust me, I wish we were in a committed relationship, but I know you don't like me like that soo... Anyways I'm sorry.
Harry's text:
To: My Gracie Poo
From: My Hazza Bear
It's ok, i understand at the age of 17 if I was a girl I wouldn't want to be pregnant either. And I do like you like that, I thought you didn't like me like that haha come back over when ever you want.
I read the text and smiled from ear to ear.
Wait we never left their house!
"Can we stay?"
"Sure."
A/N: ok chapter done love you guys thanks for reading! Comment what you think and vote for us if you like us! -hyxx
