Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016

Chapter 73

Songs:

Halo: Beyonce

Olivia: One direction

Harry's POV

I woke up the next morning, instantly annoyed that Katarina was not next to me. I rolled around a bit, trying to go back to sleep, but it was useless if she wasn't next to me. "Katarina," I yelled, a little whiny and raspy from sleep. A few minutes went by and nothing. "Katarina," I complained like a small child, calling out a bit louder, just in case she hadn't heard me the first time. After a few more moments passed, with no sign of my girlfriend, I sat up in bed with every intention of getting out of bed to go look for her. Unfortunately, for me, I was met with a pounding headache, I swear I felt like I was hungover.

I hadn't drank last night since I was supposed to drive us home, but this was probably from not going to sleep until six o'clock this morning. After Katarina had fallen asleep and left me alone with my thoughts, I got a little anxious. I decided to go for my laptop and do some research of my own. Of course I was delighted and thrilled and so many other things, but among those things, I was scared shitless.

My mind was racing with all the different possibilities of what would happen once the baby was born. There were so many things that I probably haven't even thought of yet that we needed to do to prepare for this baby. It was scary and exciting all at once. I fought with myself all night to not call my mum to ask her every single question that was burning in my skull and my urge to call my sister to tell her the happy news. I also had to call the boys and tell them they were basically going to be uncles. Really, I was itching to call everyone from my contacts list in my phone to tell them I was going to have a baby. I wanted to shout it from the rooftops and go running down the streets yelling it to the world. I was going to have a baby. Well, we were going to have a baby, I was going to be a daddy, Katarina was going to be a mummy and we were going to be a happy family. What else could I ask for?

Sure, I was scared shitless, and the timing was not ideal at all. Not only were we too young, but we had also barely started dating. Not that that mattered in my opinion. We may have only known each other for about three or four months, but it seemed like an eternity. I had no doubt in my mind that this was the person I was meant to find and spend the rest of my life with. Baby or not, marriage or not, she was it for me, I knew that much. There was no one else in the sea of billions of people on this planet that could make me feel the way she did just by being in the same space as me. I was sure about that.

Ignoring the slight headache and aching muscles, I flung my legs over the side of the bed, eager to find my Katarina. It wasn't until I finished rubbing the sleep out of my eyes that they caught a glimpse of the time. It was two in the afternoon. Jesus Christ, what the hell? Not believing what my eyes saw, I grabbed the phone off the nightstand, which judging by the lock screen was Katarina's. Adding more concern and confusion, her phone also flashed, 2:24. Why the hell hadn't she woken me up?

I stumbled out of bed, trying to untangle myself from the sheets, letting them trail down to the floor as I made my way to the door. I was stunned at how dark it looked, my eyes still having to adjust at the contrast from the slightly brighter bedroom. I called out for her a few more times, wondering to the kitchen, hoping she was there.

Finding it empty and cleaner than I had left it before I left yesterday, I knew she had cleaned up after my little pre party I had before heading over to her friend's house. It wasn't intentional, I just got a text from an old friends who was in London for the New Year and wanted to hang out for a bit before he went to his own party. What was supposed to be just us two, became us two and a few other people, which ended up being up to fifty people. Again, I hadn't intentionally had a party with a load of my friends that she didn't know, it just happened.