Harry's POV:
"Harry? It says I'm not pregnant," Riley said, her bright blue eyes now getting glazed over with tears.
"Ri, we can try again," I said, trying not to sound upset.
We walked downstairs, holding hands.
"So? Are you?" Louis asked.
"No," I said.
"Those pregnancy tests aren't always correct though, how about you go to a doctor tommorrow and have them check?" Liam suggested. Riley looked up at me and I nodded.
"It couldn't hurt," she agreed.
Riley yawned. "What time is it?"
"Uh, 3:45 am," I said, looking at my watch. "Let's go get into bed, k?"
"Ehem?" I looked at the boys.
"Oh, yea, uh you guys can sleep down here," I said.
"Thanks Haz," Louis said.
"G'night, Harry," Zayn said before he started to snore.
I climbed up the stairs to find Riley in bed, dresses in a pair of sweatpants and my shirt.
"They make me feel safe," she said, gesturing to the shirt. I chuckled before stripping down to my boxers and climbing in bed with her.
"G'night darling. I love you," I said before shutting my eyes.
"Good night Harry. I love you more."
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Riley's POV:
I woke up the next morning to find a pair of emerald eyes staring at me. I jumped.
"Oh my god Harry, you scared the hell out of me," I said as he laughed quietly.
"This is how I want to wake up every morning, with you beside me," he said before kissing my lips.
Louis stumbled into our room, still half asleep. He held out Harry's phone to us.
"Haz, someone's on the phone for you," he said, before collapsing on the bed.
Harry picked up the phone. "Hello? Of course, we'll be there right away," Harry jumped out of bed and slid on black skinny jeans.
"Harry, who was on the phone?" I asked.
"Niall was in a car accident."
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Lovin' Styles
FanfictionRiley Wynter is a normal girl. Dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a curious nature (plus some sassy remarks across the way). Her family encourages her to try out for X Factor - and surprisingly, she makes it. While she is in this competition...
