I'm Pregnant with Harry Styles' Baby?!

Chances?

Around 20 minutes later, the car stopped in our driveway. I had ignored Harry the whole drive and simply stared out the window. He had tried to talk to me but he wasn't long realising that he wouldn't get a reply and soon gave up. It had been weeks since I'd been back at our house, mainly because the last time I was there it was when Harry brought Abigail home. I was pulled from my thoughts by my door clicking open and Harry's hand reaching to aid me in getting out of the car. I sighed as I  unbuckled myself and stepped out of the car, ignoring his hand. I started towards the house as I heard my door close and a moment later, Harry's footsteps followed me. I came to  the door and reflexively  reached for my keys in my pocket but they weren't there. I moved out of the way as Harry opened the door and gestured for me to go in first. I walked in as quick as I could but froze in the hallway as I remembered what happened the last time I was in the house. I was snapped out of it when I heard the door softly shut behind me.
"Can we talk?" Harry asked me. Again I sighed, for the nth time tonight. I turned around, my gaze steely.
" No. I'm taking a bath." I started to walk up the stairs, forcefully blocking out the memories of what I had last seen on these stairs. I reached the landing and moved to get a towel from the cupboard. I hesitated outside Harry and I's bedroom door, before taking a breath and pushing the door open. The bed of a mess of tangled sheets, Harry's clothes were littered across the floor but there was no sign of any one else being in the room, specifically her. I navigated my way through the room to my drawers and pulled out a pair of pajamas and an old jumper. When I turned around, Harry was standing in the doorframe surveying my movements. He dropped my bag inside the room before I informed him to put it in the guest room. He had a look of sadness and guilt etched on his face. I lightly pushed past him across the hallway the bathroom. Forgetting to close the door, I put the stopper in place and turned on the hot water tap. I got the bubble bath and squirter a large amount in and sat on the toilet lid while I waited for the bath to fill.
" I'm really sorry. Can we please talk? I need you to hear everything." Harry's deep voice spoke causing me to jump. "Don't scare me like that! I'm supposed to be on bed rest! I don't want to talk now Harry. I just want to relax and have a bath before I have to listen to whatever shit will come out of your mouth, alright?" I replied angrily. He lowered his eyes sadly before nodding and walking backwards out of the bathroom. Before he shut the door he said, "Call me if you need me." I turned off the taps and stripped out of my clothes before I eased myself into the warm, bubbly bath. I let out a breath and leaned my head back and allowed my mind to be taken over by the many thoughts and questions.
I stayed in the bath long enough for the water to go cold and the mountains of bubbles to dissolve. I got out and pulled the plug. I dried myself and eased myself into my clean pajamas, which were still comfortable suprisingly. I made my way into the guest room while dragging a brush through my hair.
I sat down on the bed, placed the brush on the bedside locker and took my phone from my bag. Sure enough,  my screen was full of twitter and instagram notifications. I swiped them away and went into twitter first. Of course the first thing I saw were the pictures of Harry wheeling me from the hospital to the car and speculations as to why we were there. Theory's ranged from pregnancy to life threatening sickness. People were tweeting the both of us constantly looking for the rumours of us being back together to be confirmed. I decided it was best not to react to them and wait and see if management was going to step in. A moment later, I heard a knock on the door. I knew it was Harry so I reluctantly told him to come in. He walked in holding a cup of tea which he handed to me. I quietly thanked him before moving back against the headboard. He stood there quite awkwardly as I took a sip of my tea before I rolled my eyes and moved my legs so he could sit beside me.
" How are you feeling?" He asked.
" Like shit. What do you expect? More stuff happened to me today than any other day in my life." I told him. " You said you wanted to talk. But how do I know you won't lie to me again?"
" I'm sorry for lieing. But I promise, I swear to you that everything I say will be the truth."  I stayed silent and Harry took it as my acceptance of his promise and started talking.
" That night, I got hammered I can't remember what happened from getting my 6th drink to waking up with A- her in our bed and a throbbing headache. I woke her up and she left, then I went to look for you. I found the note you left and as you know, tried ringing you, texting you and I looked everywhere for you. Later that day, she came back her to tell me that she couldn't remember what happened and was really sorry if she had ruined our relationship. I could she was sincere and invited her in to see if we could figure out what happened between us. Somehow, we ended up kissing and, umm, I think you know what happens next." He scratched the back his neck and his eyes darted nervously around the room. I was upset hearing him talking about this and I was speechless. Again, I brought my tea to my lips and drank some more. "I didn't think that I would ever do anything like that to you. I am so sorry and I know that you probably won't believe me, but I am. I hate that I can't be with you and be there for you, I hate that the sparkle in your eyes is gone and I know it's my fault. God, I am so sorry Bethany." I stared at him while tears ran down his cheeks and another set threatened to spill from my eyes. What am I supposed to do? If I forgive him, he'll think I'm okay with this but I'm not. On the other hand, I can't bear to give him up or to go through this pregnancy without him. I cleared my throat which drew his eyes to my face.
" Harry.... I really don't know what to do. I want to forgive you, I want to stay with you and raise our family with you. But I can't just forget everything that's happened. If it was so easy for you to cheat on me before, what's gonna stop you from doing it again?" I spoke my mind. He looked at me with so many emotions clouding his face that it was impossible to decipher them.
" I know. But please, I know that I don't deserve it, Hell I don't even deserve to be here next to you right now, but do you think I can have one more chance? One more chance to prove that I love you and that I will never do anything to hurt you ever again. I love you Bethany, and I can't bear to see you and our future walk away from me." I fought to keep my tears back. Today has been so long and confusing and I really wanted was for everything to go back to normal. I struggled to make a decision.
" One last chance, Harry. You mess this up and I'm out that door. You'll never hear from me or our babies again. You need to earn my trust again, but I'll move back in and things can be as close as we can get them to normal. Please, don't mess this up. Please." I begged him while looking at his smile. Some part of me told me I was wrong for giving him another chance, but another part of me needed him. And that part was stronger than the other. Before I knew it, Harry had me locked in a firm but careful hug. I relished in the feeling of being in his arms again, taking in a breath of his familiar smell as his curls lightly tickled the side of my nose. I wrapped my arms around him, thankful that I had placed my cup down a few minutes ago.
" Thank you. Thank you so much. I'm so sorry that I hurt you and I caused so much bad things to happen. I promise you that I will never do anything to hurt you or our babies again. I love you so much, Bethany. Always."
" I love you to Harry." I whispered back, a smile on my face that he couldn't see. He pulled back just enough to look at my face.
" Thank you." He breathed before he gently pressed his lips to mine. I missed this so much. I had gone a month without his kisses. It seemed to make the sparks stronger and the world stop momentarily. We broke apart and simply looked at each other in a way that we haven't been able to in a long time. But I could still feel the slight tension, the underlying feeling of wariness.
" Will you stay with me?" I asked him.
He nodded and moved to the climb under the duvet with me. I shuffled over to make room and I laid my head on his chest.
" I meant everything I said. I love you and I won't hurt you, any of you, again. Thank you for giving me another chance. You won't regret it." He spoke softly after he switched off the lamp, leaving us in darkness.
" Just don't screw it up, Styles." I murmured before my eyes closed.

Update! Yay!
The pic on top is what I imagine Bethany and Harry's house to be like. What did you think of this chapter? Do you like how the story is going? Feel free to leave ideas and thoughts in the comments, I read and take them all into consideration! Thank you all again! ♡♡