Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016

Chapter 72

Songs:

Hymn For The Weekend: Coldplay

Never Knew I Needed: Ne-Yo

A.J.'s POV

Empty, I felt like I was empty inside. Not only had it taken everything inside me to tell, Harry the truth, but my fears of him not wanting the baby, were true. I tried to hold back my tears I watched him, waiting for some type of reaction from him. Granted, this wasn't the best moment to tell him or the best scenario, but it was all I had and it went down the toilet. I don't know how long we stood there in complete silence, but the suspense was killing me. I almost had a heart attack when he finally blinked and gasped, at least I knew he was alive.

"Are um, are you going to um, keep it?" He struggled with his words, his mouth running dry.

I groaned in frustration, out of all things he could have said or asked, he goes with that. "Yes, Harry. I am keeping the baby, even if you don-"

I was cut off by a large, wet, exaggerated kiss that almost made us fall back. Harry kissed me for what seemed like forever before finally pulling away with a huge smile. Well, that was not the reaction I was expecting. I remain still, not knowing what to do.

"Wait, how do you feel about it?" He asked, the smile dropping from his face, his hands rubbing my arms up and down.

I looked at him, still confused. "I am scared, but I am happy," I answered honestly.

He smiled again, probably bigger than the last time. He let out a loud, exaggerated laugh, his eyes crinkling at the sides as his wrapped his arms around me to pick me up. Alright, he has gone insane. "Wait, Harry. Harry," I tried to call him through his fit of laughs which was now making me laugh. "Harold," I finally got his attention, but his smile never faded. "You aren't mad? Or anything?" I rested my hands on his shoulders, looking in his eyes, trying to find what he was really feeling.

"What?" He scoffed, the smile fading, slightly. "Katarina, that's the best news, I just. I know how you felt about having kids, and I didn't want to be inconsiderate and start bouncing off the fucking walls if you were unhappy." He smiled and kissed me again. "But, you're happy, so I'm happy." He spoke through loud pecks on my lips before setting me down.

I watched as he got down on his knees in front of me, taking my hips in his hands and pulling me closer to him. He placed various kisses on my exposed stomach, whispering something that I couldn't hear. It was an odd thing to watch someone talk to your stomach, but knowing that there in fact was a small childlike creature in there made his actions all that more adorable. I never thought I'd see this day with, Harry. Well, with anyone really. This cliche moment that everyone dreams of, it never crossed my mind. I actually thought it was for saps. But, now that I was in the situation, with the person I loved most, talking to our unborn child, it was like something I had been longing for was finally coming true.

"How far along are you? How long have you known? Is this why you've been acting strange? Who else knows? Have you made an appointment yet?" He threw his questions at me at a rapid fire pace, I could hardly keep up.

I tucked his long locks behind his ears, caressing his cheeks to calm him down. "I took a pregnancy test last Monday, Sam and Chris were there so they know and I kinda told your mom I thought I might be. I just went to a general appointment this Monday to confirm the pregnancy, I still need to make an appointment for the prenatal care and all that. And according to the doctor I saw I am about five or six weeks pregnant, I think I got pregnant when I moved in, if I've done my math correctly." I had answered him so quickly, I wasn't sure he heard all of it. I took a deep breath trying to wrap my own head around what I just said.