You moaned as you wiped your mouth clean on your sleeve. You leaned up against the wall as you sat on the cold tiles next to the toilet. Harry knocked gently on the bathroom door. “(Y/N)…You okay love?” He asked as he opened the door. You buried your face in your hands. “Harry, I don’t want you to see me like this” you could hear his footsteps nearing before sitting down beside you, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you in so your head was resting on his chest. “You need to see a doctor…” he said as he gently played with your hair “I don’t want to…” You mumbled into his shirt. “Why not?” He asked softly, as he traced patterns lightly on your back. You looked up, meeting his worried eyes. “What if they tell me something I don’t want to hear…” He kissed your forehead. “Everything will be okay…” he reassured you."I think I'm pregnant." you whispered.
"You don't... You don't want to have a baby?" Harry chocked. You pushed against Harry's chest as you stood up, walking towards the bathroom sink. You could feel his eyes on you as you looked at your sunken face and your blood shot eyes in your reflection.
"We're not ready for a baby" you said defensively. "I'm ready." Harry replied sternly as he stood up. "I want a baby... With you" you sighed "Listen to me for once. I love you, I want to marry you and have kids and be with you for the rest of my life. You're always pushing me away, and I know that you want a kid. So is it that you don't want to have one with me or... What is it (Y/N) because I need to know... I want you to be happy..." "I don't want you..." You took in a deep breath as you blinked away the tears "To feel trapped. I don't want you to feel like you have to stay with me because I know... Don't tell me I'm wrong because I know for a fact that there are prettier, skinner girls out there that would kill to be with you and I'm just... I'm not good enough for you. And when you realise that I don't want you to feel like you have to stay because of a child or a piece of paper. I'm pushing you away because I love you and I want what's best for you, can't you see that. You're so stupid sometimes." you chocked out. "I'm stupid? You're the one that can't see how much I love you, I don't want anyone else, only you. You're the stupid one. I want a baby with you" Harry ran his fingers through his hair as he started pacing around the bathroom avoiding eye contact. "So if I'm not pregnant then..." Harry looked up at you with tears in his eyes "If you're not pregnant then I want to try for a baby" Harry cut you off. You stood there in surprise. "Okay then" a small smiled played on your lips "Okay?" Harry looked up at you. "Okay lets... Have a baby" you lightly laughed.
I don't really... I mean.. It's rushed haha I had the start of this imagine from a preference I did (which I could post if you would like) waaaayyy back when which is 'you're scared of going to the doctors so he takes you' it was requested. So I just changed the Harry one into a pregnancy imagine... I don't know I really should edit it but #too lazy. Thanks to all my new followers and people who have followed and liked my stories. I love you and thanks for over 20,000 reads that's sick haha have a good day guys :) you're probably not reading this right now but if you are comment down below and say 'cucumber' just because ;) have a good night/afternoon/morning depending where you are xx Renee
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