Styles My Stepbrother (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Forty-Four: Prego and Proud

HANNA'S POV

Gemma and Keith were supposed to stay for two weeks . One day had gone by and I had no idea how I was going to survive the next. I guess the one day of knowing Gemma wasn't enough to form an opinion of her, because at first I thought she as shy and quiet at first, but now I realized she was loud and obnoxious. For one, she would not shut up about Keith. I get it, she wants Harry to get a good impression, but she doesn't need to push it that far. Second, she was always seemed to be excluding me, like she wanted it to be just her, Harry and Keith. I knew she hadn't been happy about the wedding, but that didn't mean she had to treat me like crap.

Harry had kept his promise and not allowed me to be alone with Keith. He always kept me close and always kept an eye on Keith. Keith hadn't come near me or talked to me since the incident in the kitchen. He wouldn't address me unless absolutely necessary. I was absolutely fine with that. This morning, Gemma had asked that we all sit and have dinner together before Harry drove me to my dance class.

"Good evening everyone!" Gemma said as if she was making a toast. I tried not to roll my eyes and sat my dancebag down next to my chair and took a seat at the table.

"Well, Harry, as I'm sure you've noticed, I've made quite an effort to have you get to know Keith, and as I've tried to point out before, he is an amazing guy and I am so lucky to have him. Well, I think it's time I told you the reason I'm pushing it so hard." Harry and I exchanged glances and I saw him shrug. Gemma took Keith's hand in hers and took a deep breath.

"I'm pregnant. And we've decided to do the responsible thing and get married."

Harry and I both dropped our jaws in pure astonishment. I stood frozen, unable to say or do anything, while Harry was on his feet in seconds.

"You idiot!" He screamed at Keith. Before I could stop him Harry was out of his chair.

"Are you really that stupid?!"

"Harry stop!" Gemma and I both exclaimed, but he ignored us.

"Even I always use a condom! For fuck's sake man how stupid can you get?!" He asked bewildered. I think me grabbing his hand was the only thing that kept him from punching Keith.

"Harry, you're having sex?" Gemma asked.

"Gemma, do you really think now is the time to have that conversation?" She sighed and shook her head.

"Whatever."

"Harry, you make it sound like such an awful thing." Gemma whimpered.

"It is Gemma!"

"No, it's not! I'm old and mature enough to take care of this baby, all that's different is that it was a surprise."

"Gem, you're only twenty-three..."

"Stop treating me like a kid! I have a job and have lived on my own for the past three years. Keith has been taking care of himself since he was eighteen. I say we're both able to provide for this child."

"Gem, but last time..."

"Last time was different. I was younger and it was stupid. I've grown up since then. I made a mistake and I've learned from it."

"Obviously not if you went and got yourself knocked up again!"

"SHUT UP!!" She screamed, making us all jump. She went from angry to crying all within five seconds. Keith wrapped his arms around her but she pulled away and ran into her room. Keith and Harry glared at each other for the longest time before Harry said somthing.

"You might want to go check on your fiancee." Harry sneered, obviously not okay with the situation.

"Actually, I think Gemma might need a girl talk, so if neither of you mind, I'll go see her?" They nodded at me and I turned around and headed towards the guest room. I hope they don't kill each other while I'm gone. When I reached the room I softly knocked on the door.

"Gemma? Can I come in?" I asked in my most comforting voice. I heard a quiet yes from the other side and I slowly opened the door. She was lying on her bed curled up in a ball, clutching onto a pillow.

"Oh, Gemma...." I walked over and took a seat next to her on the bed.

"Why would he say those things?!" She cried. I didn't really know what to do so I just rubbed her arm.

"I don't know, but what did you guys mean when you were saying again?" I had been wondering this since they said it but didn't think me asking what happened during the argument would help. She blew her nose into a tissue I handed her then began to explain.

"When I was sixteen I got drunk at a club and hooked up with some random guy. I was too wasted to realize we didn't use protection and he was gone the next morning. I found out I was pregnant about three months later. I panicked, I didn't know what to do. I was afraid to tell my family and I knew if I kept the baby that it would interfear with school and my future. So I was selfish and went with my idiot of a fake friend Jessica and got an abortion. As soon as I woke up from the procedure I regreted it and started crying. I realized what I had done and felt terrible about it. I told my family about what had happened and needless to say they were disappointed with me. Harry wasn't too bad though. He was mad at first but got over it the quickest. I guess that's why it's hurting so much now. I thought him out of all people would be nicer and understanding." She finished and let a few more tears slip down her face.

"It will be okay Gemma. I'll talk to Harry and I'll make sure he apologizes." I promised.

"No offense, but what makes you think he'll listen to you?"

"I can be very persuasive, don't worry." I said with a wink. Even though we interpreted it different ways, she still laughed.

"Do you think I made a mistake Hanna?" She asked, turning her head to face me.

"I think, that in your eyes, this is your chance to redeem yourself for the mistake you made with your baby at sixteen. If you can give this child a loving and safe home, then I completely support you."

Her eyes glistened more and she smiled widely. She pushed herself off the bed and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug.

"Thank you for everything Hanna. I'm sorry if I've come off like a bitch to you. I didn't mean it. I guess hormones and just wanting Harry to myself after so long you know?" I nodded in understanding then got up.

"Well, I'm going to go find my idiot of a stepbrother for you. I'll see you later-- Oh shit! I'm going to be late for dance! I'll have him apologize after! Sorry Gemma!" I yelled as I ran out the door. I grabbed my bag while Harry ran down the stairs and grabbed the keys.

"Let's go moron!" I said for the sake of keeping up our brother/sister act. Once we were in the car and driving to the studio, he turned towards me.

"Moron huh?"

"Yes, moron. You need to apologize to Gemma as soon as we get home." I scolded.

"Why?!"

"Because you really hurt her feelings. She was counting on you to be supportive and you let her down. She wants to raise this baby-- scratch that. She needs to raise this baby. It will put her mind at peace with what she did seven years ago and hopefully she can learn from it. She's trying to be responsible, so just go a little easy on her." I explained. He sighed and gripped the steering wheel tighter.

"And if I don't?" He smirked.

"Then I'll just take back the birthday gift I got you."

"No fair! My birthday is tomorrow!"

"Nope, sorry. Apologize or it's gone." I said firmly.

"Fine.."

A/N SOOOOOOO NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE ALL ABOUT HARRY'S BIRTHDAY!!! That should be fun with cake, ice cream, drama maybe I don't know *whistles innocently* Anyway I hope you guys liked this chapter! Don't forget to vote/comment/share with your friends! Thank you all and I love you!! <3 <3