Summer Love- Harry Styles / Ashton Irwin

Chapter 9

"Do you want a drink Ariah?" Niall offered me a beer and before I could protest Harry answered for me.

"No she doesn't." He smiled and looked at me. "Do you?"

I shook my head. "No..no, I don't, thankyou." I smiled small.

"Gosh Harry don't be so controlling." Eleanor said to Harry.

I shook my head again. "No really, I don't feel like drinking tonight."

She eyed me warily, but gave in. "Fine."

I flashed her a smile as Harry squeezed my knee.

Its been eight weeks since me and Harry agreed to disagree for the sake of our unborn child.

We weren't really sure on what we were to do about our relationship, we acted like a couple and he treat me like his girlfriend, but I couldn't help but feel it was all a pity act because I was carrying his child.

"Ariah?"

"Yeah?" I looked to Liam who looked concerned.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, Im fine I just feel a little si-" 

and with that I threw up everywhere.

Everyone groaned and Harry lifted me from the log which we were sat on around the fire on the beach as he handed me a tissue to wipe my mouth.

"This sucks." I moaned as Harry gave me a pitiful look.

"How about we go home?" He tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead.

I nodded and we said our goodnights to everyone and went back to Harrys for the night.

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"Here." Harry said handing me a glass of water as I finished throwing up my guts once again for the first time of today.

"Thanks." I grumbled taking a swig and spitting it back into the sink, grabbing my toothbrush.

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"I think we should tell people, we still haven't even told our parents and its been almost two and half months Ari." Harry said as we were snuggled on the sofa flicking through the channels.

I sighed looking down at my small bump forming. "I know.. what will the fans think though?"

"Let them think what they want." He smiled as he kissed me softly on the lips.

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"So mum, Anne, we got you here to tell you some news.."

They both had a worried look plastered on their faces.

"We're pregnant!" Harry boasted shaking his hands in a sarcastic fashion.

I bit my lip, watching as my mum's face dropped in horror and Anne spat the drink she was mid swallowing into the air.

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I smiled down at my growing bump as Harry snapped a photo of me with my top slightly lifted revealing my round stomach and labelling the caption 'babystagram'.

He posted it to instagram as i laughed at his lame excuse of a caption.

I got into bed besides Harry and he pulled me into him as his lips pressed to mine.

"Im scared Harry." I whispered as I snuggled into him.

"Why?" He ran his hands through my hair.

"What if the fans hate me? This could ruin your career."

"Hey, you and this baby are part of me now, we come as a package and if they don't like that then they're missing out." He smiled reassuringly.

I smiled at his choice of words as I tried to take my mind off of the countless comments about the news of mine and Harrys baby flooding in on every social networking and news site.