Trapped 5: Happily Ever After *Sequel To Trapped 4: You've Changed My Life*

Chapter 46-A Work In Progress

I want a dog.........

And so does everyone else........

But Harry doesn't want one..............

Waking up from my nice, yet uncomfortable sleep, I notice Ellie sound asleep on one of the couch pillows that must've fallen on the floor and never got picked up. I walk over and pet her, only to have her whimper and go crazy afterwards, still frightened.

She begins scampering and knocking over everything in sight, only to have her stop running when she knocks over a lamp and it shatters on the floor, creating a loud crash to erupt throughout the house.

"Shit!" I mutter under my breath after the accident, feeling guilty that I woke Ellie up.

I don't know if she's going to be able to stay if she's this scared........

"What's all the racket?" I hear a voice grumble.

I turn around to find it to be a half awake Harry with a very messy bed head.

"Oh it's you," he states, clearly unpleasant.

"Well hello to you too," I sass before walking over to give him a kiss, "so are you still gonna be an ass today?"

"Maybe," he smirks.

"You better not. What's your deal lately? You want nothing to do with the boys or me for that matter. What's going on? I know you're planning something."

"It's just business stuff. No big deal-"

"Honey you're a pop star. If you breathe it turns into a big deal for some girls. They'll be like 'oh my god Harry Styles breathed!!!!!' So obviously this is something important."

"That made no sense to me whatsoever but I'm still not telling you-"

"And why not?!?" I glare.

"Because whenever I tell you an idea you always protest and shoot it down, eventually coming up with your own plan and then forcing me to go with your plan because you feel that your plans are always flawless and perfect-"

"I do not!" I protest.

"See! You're proving my point right there!"

"Whatever," I shrug, obviously not caring.

"Fine. I'm getting a shower and then I'm going out-"

"Where?" I blurt.

"Out," he answers, leaving me wondering if he's sneaking around with someone.

As he begins to grow farther away from me, an evil idea pops into my head. This is really evil and rude but if it gets him to tell me where he's going then it's totally worth it. I begin to try to purposely make myself cry so he really believes my lie.

"I'm pregnant," I yell up to him, my eyes full of real, yet fake tears.

For a moment, I can tell that Harry's heart stopped because his face turned absolutely white. I can see his eyes begin to water but knowing him he's probably going to hide his tears and act all manly. And when you're a cupcake you're never manly no matter what you do.

"W-what?" Harry chokes, slowly beginning to come down the stairs to see me.

His eyes remain locked on me the entire time, but being the actress that I am I have to keep up with my game so he buys into my act. I continue pretending to cry and then he just wraps his arms around me, giving me a big hug. I can tell that this lie is upsetting him and actually scaring him. So that must mean that it's working.

"I'm so sorry," I cry.

"Shhh it's gonna be alright. You've been through this before. You'll be fine," Harry whispers as he tries to calm me down.