Chapter IV

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Niall's POV

So it's been about a week since the 'incident.' I texted Harry the day after and said, "Who is this?" I wanted to see if he gave me the right contact. He texted me back, 'It's Harry, from the bar.' He'd text me every day since then. Texts like 'How are you?' or 'I miss you.'

He probably just wanted to fuck me again. Today I was getting a doctors appointment because ever since that day I slept with Harry I've been horribly sick in the mornings.

I probably have a tumor or something that I'll need to stay in the hospital for like a month. Or I'm probably overreacting.

I waved Louis goodbye as I left the room and entered into my red car. It was cold out today, and very windy, so basically normal.

I started the ignition as I pressed my foot to the gas pedal. As I entered the freeway, and was blasting Justin Bieber music, I got a text from Harry saying, 'I still care about you, whether or not you do.' That actually made me smile. Maybe I should give him another chance. No. I can't. I have a reputation of being clean and a hard worker, I can't be known as the guy Harry Styles likes to fuck.

I arrived at the doctor's office. I sat down in the waiting room, and patiently waited for my name to be called. I still felt like shit.

"Niall Horan." The Dr. Griffin, called my name. He was my favorite doctor, "Hey Niall, not feeling too well?" "Yeah." I responded feeling sick. "Well let's go to the room.

He invited me into the room. I told him everything I was feeling. Then he gave me an ultrasound because he said that it could be a tumor.

"Um Niall." Dr. Griffin said slowly. "Yeah..." I responded. "This doesn't look like a tumor." I looked at him confused. "Have you been sexually active?" He asked. "Um yeah, but only a week ago." "That's when you started to feel sick right?" "Yeah..." I nodded for him to continue,

"Niall your pregnant."

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I arrived at me and Louis flat, "Louis!" I yelled as he came running down, "Are you ok?" Me asked grabbing my shoulders. "I'm pregnant." His jaw dropped.

"You need Harry to come over and set things straight." "I could just get an abortion and not tell anyone." I said thinking things through. "No Niall, you are NOT getting an abortion." He said, "Call Harry, if you don't I will." I looked at him angrily. "Fine." I grabbed my phone and tapped on his contact, and pressed the call button.

"Niall!" He yelled in the ear. "Come over right now." "I don't know we're you live!" "Fine I'll text it to you, just come right now." I hung up before he could say anything. I texted him the address to our flat. He showed up in less than 10 minutes.

He knocked on the door, I opened it and he immediately hugged me. "I missed you." He said in the hug.  I pushed him away from the hug and pulled him into the room.

"Harry I-" I started, He looked me in the eye, "I-I'm having your baby."

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Harry smiled extremely big. He picked me up and swung me around. I kind of liked it. No, no I didn't, this motherfucker got me pregnant.

He bend his knees down so he was eye level with my stomach. "His little person, I'm your daddy." He said, which kinda cheered me up a bit.

"But Harry" He looked up at me and stood over me again, "This baby doesn't matter to me."

"It matters to me," he paused, "I'll make it matter to you."

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A/N

ITS SO HARD TO WRITE THIS WITHOUT LAUGHING. OMG BREAD IS PREGGO

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