Try (Sequel to Perfect; Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter One

Carter's POV:

~ 4 Months Later ~

"How have you been hiding this for four months?" My mum yells at me. The sound of her voice makes me flinch, and I rub my stomach over the silk graduation gown. "Carter!"

"I don't know!" I look at her, pushing back a strand of my brown hair. "I didn't want to tell you, because I knew you'd react like this."

"I told you this would happen. Who's the father?"

"Harry." I mumble. I look down at the bulge. It's getting much bigger. Nobody knows about it, except for Gemma, and now, my parents.

"Have you told him this?" My father asks, his voice full of hate.

"No." I look up at him. His forehead has huge creases, and his blue eyes are turning a shade of grey.

"You better. He's the father, and he's going to support this damned baby."

"What if I abort it?"

My mum laughs without humor. "You're not going to abort that baby. You've been carrying it for four months, and if you didn't abort it in the first month, then you're carrying it to full term."

I roll my eyes and turn around. "I'm going to do my hair."

"We need to talk, Carter!" My dad yells, as I begin walking up the stairs.

"I think we're finished." I say, before I walk into my room and slam the door. I lock the door behind me, and find my iPhone. One new text. I open it.

From: Gemma Styles 

How are you? How did it go? Btw, Harry is NOT going to graduation. X-Factor stuff.

To: Gemma Styles 

Ehh, they're angry, but whatever. & I'm good. No morning sickness this morning! :D & greaaat. That means I won't have to hide it. :D Thanks, babe! xX

I put my phone down, before I walk into my bedroom. I've already done my makeup, and now all I have to do is my hair. My curling iron is plugged in, and heated up, so I twist a piece of hair around it and then let it fall. It falls against my chest on the blue material of the gown, and then continue with the rest of my hair.

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Harry's POV:

I sit down on the ground and unlock my phone.

Gemma texted me.

From: Gem 

Can't believe you're missing graduation. Good luck & love ya! xX

I smile at the text before quickly replying back to her, and then looking around at the other boys. Liam is sprawled out on the floor, snoring softly. Niall is laying on the couch with one of our backup dancers sprawled out on top of him, still in a bright pink leotard. Zayn is shirtless on top of the table, and Louis is sitting up on one of the chairs with his girlfriend, Sydney sleeping on his soulder.

"Lou?"

"Yeah?" he whispers.

"Today is the day I'm supposed to be graduating."

"Why aren't you home?"

"X-Factor shit. And it takes too long to get home."

He laughs. "We don't have anything to do today." He looks up at the clock, carefully, so that he doesn't disturb Syd. "I was thinking of taking Syd to a club or something... she's been wanting to go out."

"Can I come?"

"Yeah. We'll go around noon?"

"Sounds good." Louis says, yawning.