B l a i r e
I've been throwing up for a week. I don't understand what's wrong.
Oh my god...it can't be. No.
No. no. no.
SHIT.
I head to the store and buy four pregnancy tests. Oh my fucking lord, I didn't think I would ever do this.
As soon as I get back home I head to the bathroom. It's time to see if there's a little human inside me.
I try all four of the pregnancy tests. The results were unbearable.
Positive. Negative. Positive. Positive.
My vision gets blurry and I collapse on the floor, tears running down my cheeks. I can't believe it. I have a baby inside me.
I'm fucking pregnant.
Harry Styles, member of One Direction, the boy who I used to have posters of in my room, got me pregnant.
How am I going to tell him? He'll probably leave me if he finds out. He doesn't want a baby.
I turn on the news channel and it shows a clip of me and Harry trying to pass through paparazzi that day he decided to take me out for breakfast.
"Harry Styles was spotted holding hands with an unidentified female. Sources say they're dating. OMG! Does Harry Styles have a girlfriend?!" the annoying lady on TV says.
I slightly smile and turn the TV off. I decide that the right thing to do is to tell Harry I'm pregnant. So I go do just that.
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"Harry?"
"Yes babe?"
"I'm... I-I...."
"What's wrong Blaire?"
"I...I'm pregnant." I blurt out, looking down.
I see Harry's eyes widen. "Shit," he mumbles.
"I'm the father?"
"Y-yes."
His eyes widen again.
"I know, you don't want to have a baby with me so you're going to leave me. It's okay, Harry. You can break up with me. I understand. But just do it gently, okay?" I cry.
"Hey, hey, shh. I'm not breaking up with you. We're in this together. I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to help you through this and I'm not going to let anything happen to you...or our baby." Harry says, touching my stomach.
My eyes brim with tears of joy and I jump up and wrap my legs around his waist. I hide my face in the crook of his neck.
"Thank you." I whisper.
He takes my face in his hands and lightly presses his lips against mine.
"I love you Blaire. I'll always love you." he whispers to me.
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