Bella's POV:
*1 week later*
"You've been throwing up every single morning...just take the pregnancy test!" Harry sighed.
"Fine just get out whilst I pee on the stick!" I roll my eyes.
"Ok ok!" Harry said throwing his arms up in surrender before leaving.
"Stupid pregnancy tests!" I said before peeing on the damn stick. When I look down my eyes were wide, it tested positive.
"No this must be wrong...I need to try again" I said to myself before peeing on another stick which tested positive again.
I ran out of the bathroom with both pregnancy tests in my hand.
"Harry. I'm pregnant" I said.
"Erm really?" He asked rubbing the back of his neck.
"Yes" I sighed.
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Harry's POV:
"I'm not bothered about the fact of having a kid itself, it's just...Bella. She's kind of a psychopath, I mean what if she kills the child because it's crying!" I say to myself.
I groaned throwing myself on the double bed of a motel room.
"Did you really mean that?" Someone said behind me and I turned around to see Bella about to cry.
"Erm sorta" I sighed.
"How could you say that. You think I'd be a bad mother, of course I wouldn't kill my own child!" She shouted with tears flowing down her cheeks.
"No Bella calm down!" I say.
"Calm down, you know what I'm done with you!" She says crying.
"No, no Bella I didn't mean it like that but your a drug addict and it sends you...let's say crazy. I'm sorry" I say.
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I watched her sleep peacefully in the double bed. This is probably the only place she's happy, deep in her dreams where she has no problems.
I sighed before combing my hand through my curly, long hair. I'm going to have to do something. We're wanted, she smokes pot and that's bad for our child.
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I stood outside the motel and it was freezing and I dialled the Monterey Police Station.
"Hello there Monterey Police Station here how can I help you" a man spoke into the phone.
"Hey there this is Harry Styles, erm you know the one you're looking for?" I spoke into the phone nervously.
"Oh hello Mr Styles, what's the problem?" The man said.
"Erm I was wondering you know Bella Johnson-Clarke. The one that's wanted really bad and escaped with me?" I said.
"Yes" he replied.
"Well she's with me now. I was wondering can I plan something. I'll pay you what ever amount you want just please stop me from being wanted and also so Bella is pregnant and I was wondering after she gives birth can we meet at the Greater Manchester Hospital and can you take her for me" I say.
"To stop yourself from being wanted is 100 thousand pounds and of course but why do you want to do that?" He asked.
"Yeah course I'll pay that also, because she's a drug addict and she is a murderer, I don't want her to kill my child" I said.
"If course Mr Styles. Is it ok if we take the 100 thousand Pounds out of your bank now?" The man asked.
"Yeah sure now goodbye. I'll phone you back when to take her back to prison" I say.
"Ok Mr Styles goodbye!" The man says.
"Bye" I say before hanging up.
I went to bed and eventually fell asleep with the plan stuck in my head.
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《BARS》《HS》
Random"We can escape this prison together" she said "how?" Harry asked "I've been in this prison 10 years. I know how to get out" she smirked putting the roll of weed to her lips again. Won't be posted till all the chapters are done so add it to your libr...
