Try (Sequel to Perfect; Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Seven

Dedication: @underwater_neverland because her comment made me smile. omfg. apparantley she was crying? i'm truly honored. ;) I hope you enjoy the chapter! 

Harry's POV:

"You have a girl?!" Louis screeches. He gets off the couch, throwing his phone on the cushion.

"Yeah." I say softly. "It's not like that."

"Where is she?" he asks.

"She's in the car. She fell asleep." I push open the door and walk outside. I open the door, and look at her. Her arms are wrapped around the baby bump, and her lips are parted slightly, her breathing is uneven and soft. "Wake up, babe." I mumble. I shake her slightly, and she grabs onto my shirt. She whimpers, and I lean down and pick her up.

I shift her in my arms, shutting the door with my leg, and then walking up the stairs into the house.

Lou is sitting on the couch. He stands up, and comes near me.

I try to shield her, but it's too late.

"She's pregnant!" He screams.

I press my lips together, before I push past him into the bedroom where all the bunk beds sit. I lay her down on my bunk on the bottom, before I lay down beside her.

Louis comes in immediately, crouching down so that he's looking in on us.

"Is that yours?!" he whispers.

I bite my bottom lip, before placing one of my hands on her stomach, and rubbing soft, slow circles over it. I nod. "Yes."

"Harry.." I hear her croak.

I turn on my side, and look at her. "Yeah, Carter?"

"I don't feel good."

I sit straight up, and roll off the bed, hitting Louis. He groans, but I grab Carter, and pull her towards the bathroom. I put the lid to the toilet up. She grips the side, before her body shakes and she throws up. I grab her hair with one hand and rub her back with the other.

Whenever she's finished she stands up, and leans her back onto my chest. "Are you okay?"

She nods, "Sleepy." She mumbles.

I nod, and lead her back into the room. Louis' sitting across from my bunk on his. I ignore him, and tuck Carter in, before slipping in beside her. She lays her head on my chest, and takes my hand. She places it on her bulge, and then rubs the top of my knuckles.

"Rub circles." She says quietly.

I rub circles on her stomach, and she huffs.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Being pregnant." Her voice is high and cracks at the end.

I laugh softly, before leaning down and kissing her hair. "Half my fault too, love."

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Carter's POV:

I wake up curled up in blankets. Harry is nowhere to be found in the bed, but I can hear talking from outside of the bedroom.

I get out of the bed, grabbing one of the blankets and wrapping it around me, before I shuffle out into the hallway.

"Harry?" I croak.

Harry is seated on the couch in between a blonde haired boy and a boy with flippy brown hair. They all turn to look at me.

"Carter, you're supposed to be on bed rest!" He gets off the couch, before coming over to me, and guiding me to one of the big chairs. He sits down first, before pulling me onto his lap. His hands go over my stomach, sending chills through me. His lips go to my ear and his warm breath his going down my neck. "I'm going to introduce you." He whispers. His breath sends shivers down my back, and I grab onto his jeans. "Easy, cougar." He looks at all of the boys, "Boys... this is Carter. Carter, that," he points to the boy with the blonde hair, "is Niall Horan. That's Louis Tomlinson," He points to the one with the flippy brown hair, and then moves on to the one with the black hair going upwards in a quiff. "Zayn Malik, and," he points to a boy with flipped light brown hair, "Liam Payne."