Jessie's Girl (Harry Styles)

Chapter 2

"Jessie and I are expecting! "

What the fuck. My Britney's pregnant with Jessie's kid.

What the fuck.

"No way!" Zayn happily yelled changing his moods really fast. Why must me be Bipolar?

Zayns smile was big. It's evident his is happy about it. How come I'm not happy for her? Oh, yeah, Im in love with her and she is pregnant from a guy who isn't me.

My face was getting red with jealousy. What hurts more is she was going to tell Zayn before me. Was she ever going to tell me? What the fuck Brit.

I bet Jessie is planning on ruining her life. Fucking bitch. He's going to make her nothing, and leave her and a child alone.

"I'm serious. A month pregnant tomorrow!" She smiled at Zayn. Why does she think this is good. She is 21. Still in University. Nothing good is going to come out of this.

"Why are you excited about this?" I blankly said trying my best to keep my anger inside. It was like I was strapped in a chair. If I break the straps all my anger would come out, but the straps are really tight and durable.

"Why wouldn't I be happy, I'm having a son or daughter! I've always wanted to be a mother!" She looked at me like I should keep my mouth shut. But I'm not going to keep my mouth shut.I have so much to say/ask. Why would she want to get pregnant at the age of 21. She had an amazing life ahead of her.

"Your fucking 21. Have you ever thought about what your father would think." I stood up and clenched my fists.

"He does have a point."

"No fucking shit Zayn!" I screamed at him.

"Harry, stop yelling! It's not good for the baby!" her voice was strontium but raspy.

"And the...thing inside you isn't good! Are you really trying to ruin your damn life!"

"You act like I wanted this to happen.My own father even called me a slut, he wants nothing to do with the baby. Are you going to be like him. Leave me when I need you the most!"

I want absolutely nothing to do with the fetus. But that would mean no more Britney. I can't be without her.

"I want to." I softly said.

"Thank you Harold. Now what about you Zayn or is Harry's point going to stop you front being my bestfriend?"

"Of course I want to be in the child's life!" Zany answered her. He got off of the couch and hugged her.

I was just awkwardly standing there. I wanted a hug. A nice big hug.

"I love you Zayn." I heard her whisper while letting out tears.

"Love you too, bub." He got out of the hug. "I have to go tell Perrie!" He kissed her cheek, grabbed his phone and went out our dressing room. I was still standing there wanting a hug, and to kiss her on the cheek like Zayn did.

She looked my way and shot a short but painful smile. I wonder why she pretended to be so happy when she told us. She looks so depressed now. Still beautiful though. I looked at her stomach and saw no difference. Her body looked like the same sexy body. In her eyes though is where you can see something is wrong. looking in them now they have fear written all over those brown pupils.

One thing I know for sure is she will be a fabulous mother. She always told me and Zayn she wants 10 kids, she loves little ones so much. I was excited when she told me that because I thought of it in a sexual way. But now since I'm not going to help make the kids and Jessie is I don't like the idea.

"Harry, wanna get some food?" she asked snapping me out of my thought.

"Ugh...Yeah, we just have to wait for the fans to leave so It's safe." I brushed my fingers through my hair. It was pretty obvious I was still steamed. Jessie, is just.... I wanna kill him. Then again I have so much time ask him Like one; Why isn't he here with his pregnant girlfriend, anything could happen. Oh Yeah, American football. Little shit.

"While we're waiting wanna play a little game or some sort, take my mind of the hunger?" she asked me rubbing her stomach.

She really is pregnant, dramatic mood swings aren't her thing, when you get her mad she is mad for months.

I thought about a quick cheesy game that would benefit me.

"21 questions. " I said. She nodded and motioned me to come sit. I sat on my couch and she sat on Zayns.

"You go first!" she smiled.

Hmmm... what question do I pick out of the 30 million I have. I think I'll start off easy then go harder.

"Do you want a boy or girl?"

"Boy most definitely. What do you want me to have?" she hesitantly asked.

I want her to have a girl so I could protect her from anyone.

"Girl"

We kept going back and fourth with questions like: What would we name the baby and my opinion or things about the tour. We were on question 17 and uneasy about to here to the serious questions.

"Brittney, Ugh" I tried to act like I didn't know the question I was about to ask, really I knew the exact words I was about to say. "When did you lose your virginity?" I asked with a big smirk on my face. I've always wanted to ask here but never had the guts.

"When I was 16, at my mom's home, while she was in the next room watching tellie." Her cheeks got bright red. She said it with no shame, but with your mom in the next room. She has some fucking balls.

"Are you fucking serious?"

She nodded her head and just laughed.

"Now same question for you!"