Mine × Harry Styles

Chapter 23

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Lets be real here rn. When I see I have comments I go to check them and I literally get so anxious about what you guys are going to say I'm literally afraid of what you guys might say cus what if you hate it and then comment that you hate it

I have social anxiety .. Uh

Okay enough about me

How'd u guys like the last chapter? I know you all ship jarry or the majority of you do idk I just don't know I like where this is going and I gave you guys a spoiler alert idk if that was good enough for you

I'm just want to please everyone but I just don't know how

And I want to continue this into another book but idek if you guys even like this one still why make another shit book right

Ok bye

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~3 months later~

-Jessy-

It's around the time for the baby to come and I am so nervous. At first I was excited and happy that I was going to have a baby. Yes I wanted a baby, but I'm so scared that something will go wrong. But, I'm thinking positive, for mine and the baby's sake.

"You okay?" Zayn says, peeking around the door. I'm sitting on my bed criss-cross applesauce, sitting silent in my thoughts. I nod my head, clearing it.

"I'm scared." I admit. He pouts and walks into the room sitting next to me.

"You can do it baby. You're strong. I know it, Devin knows it, your parents, even Harry knows it." He says, grabbing my hand and kissing the back of it. I smile, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"I think I want Harry to be there." I whisper. "Why?" Zayn asks, moving so we're looking at each other.

"I don't know." I say shyly. "He's seen me, you know, and you haven't." My voice goes down to whisper towards the end. "Plus, I'm thinking about letting Harry be around." I say, peeking up at him.

"Whatever you want babe." He smiles.

What? I didn't think he'd take it so easily. I look up at him and smile.

"You can still be his dad too." I say. "Like a step dad. He won't call you Zayn though, he'll call you dad." I smile again. Zayn puckers his lips and I lean in pressing mine to them.

"Thank you." He whispers.

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Zayn left to go somewhere with one of the guys, so I decide to call Harry. I need to let him know about what I decided earlier. I think he'll be happy. I tap his name and the phone starts ringing.

"Hello?" His raspy voice booms through the receiver.

"Hey. Can you come over? I need to tell you something."

"Uh." He pauses. The phone shuffles, and it sounds kinda like he's moving around. "Yeah. I can come." And now it sounds like he's smiling.

"Uh, okay." I say awkwardly. "Come now." I hang up.

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"So what's this you need to tell me?" Harry smiles, turning his body on the couch to look at me.

"So, I decided," I begin. "That I will let you be in his life. And, I want you to be in the delivery room."

Harry pulls me into a hug, careful to not squish my belly. He hugs me tightly. "Thank you so much Jessy. I can't thank you enough." He hugs me again, tighter. "But why me in the delivery room?" He asks, not containing his smile.