Little Imagines

Baby surpise (Alison and Harry)

The pregnancy test was held tightly in your hand, your phone on the counter counting down the agonizing seconds to tell you the truth. You've been feeling really weird lately and your time of the month was late. You and Harry should have been more careful. It's not that you didn't want a child. You've been dreaming of having a little girl or boy to take care of all your life. But you were worried about what Harry was gonna say. He's really busy with his job with the tours and fans. He has no time for a child right now.

Your phone snaps you out of your thoughts, the beeping of the timer alerting you it was time. Time to tell what will happen with your life. You bite your lip nervously and look down. Two pink lines. You put your hand down on your stomach, can't believing a little child was growing there. Your head rests against the wall of the bathroom, trying to think of a way to tell Harry. Your finance was working now on the next tour with the rest of the boys and not suppose to come home till later that night.

A little bit longer you stay in the bathroom, then get up deciding to tell Harry tonight. Downstairs in the kitchen you start making his favorite dinner to ease the mood and hopefully make it easier to tell him. To make the surprise a little sweeter you start baking a cake and decorate it to tell him.

While the cake bakes you go upstairs and take a long shower. The warm water feels nice and washes away a few of the worries you have about the baby. After you finish you go to your bedroom and put on the one dress Harry really likes on you, the one you wore when he proposed to you. You curl your Brown hair a little just for a little bounce and add a tiny bit of eyeliner to make your eyes pop.

You go downstairs again and take out the cake, finishing decorating the cake but keeping it in the stove in case Harry looks in the kitchen. Outside you hear a door slam, telling you Harry is home. One last look at the dinner you made, making sure everything is perfect, you go out to the living room to greet your fiance.

Harry opens the door and smiles when he sees you. " Hey kitten. What are you all dressed up for?"

"I thought you could uh.. use a nice dinner " You smile, trying your hardest to not let the pregnancy slip out of your mouth.

Harry walks over to you and wraps his arms around your waist pulling you closer. He leans down and gives you a soft kiss. " Thank you Alison. "

You smile up at him but can tell somethings wrong. His eyes didn't have the same sparkle they normally did. You didn't push it though and take his hand, leading him into the dining room.

"Wow kitten." Harry says as he sees the meal you made. " It smells amazing." He smiles and sits down in his seat. You sit down next to him and the two of your start eating. During the meal is a little quiet, you thinking over the baby. You look over at Harry and notice he is thinking of something too.

"Everything alright Harry?" You ask, putting down your fork.

"Hmm? Oh.. Yeah. Every things fine." he replies. You know he's lying.

"Harry whats wrong?"

"It's nothing Alison. Really" He says, not looking at you anymore.

You take his one hand but he pulls it away a little. "Harry.."

" Are you cheating on me?" He asks suddenly.

"W-what?" You stutter. "Why would you ask that?"

Harry sighs and pulls out his phone, showing a picture. It was a picture of you and your cousin a coupe days ago at the mall, trying to get some shopping done for your wedding.

"That's my cousin Harry." You say, a little hurt he would even consider that you would cheat on him.

"Your cousin.. Right." He says in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me right now Harry? Why in the hell would you think I would cheat on you?"

"Well you have seemed to be spending a bit of time away from me."

"Oh. I'm spending time away fro you. What about the months you're away on tour Mr. Sex icon to millions of girls." You were not having any of this.

Harry scowls a bit " You know I do absolutely nothing like that while I'm on tour."

"Then why can't you trust me?!" You say standing up.

" Cause I see the way you act!" He stands up too and stands over you.

"I act?! I act?! And tell me exactly how I act Harry Styles, cause you're the one who proposed to me. And if you didn't like the way I acted then why would you ask?" You say venomously.

" Maybe I shouldn't have then!"

"Fine! I'm out Harry!" You take off your ring and slam it down on the table, quickly leaving the room, tears building up in your eyes.

Harry quickly follows you. " Don't you walk out of here!"

"I can't take it Harry! If this is what you thought I'd do to you. Then fine. I'm taking me and our child out of your life Harry!" You turn around grabbing the door handle.

Harry completely freezes. "O-our what?"

You hear him but don't stop, too many emotions building up. You fling the door open and start to leave when you feel a hand grasp your wrist and pull you back in the house. You try to pull yourself away but Harry just wraps his strong arm around you tightly, making sure you don't go anywhere.

He lifts your chin and looks you deep in the eyes. " Y-you're pregnant?"

You nod your head. " It's yours... That's what the dinner was for. I was gonna surprise you afterwords."

Harry doesn't loosen his hold on you. He doesn't get mad. He doesn't start crying. He doesn't start pacing back and forth wondering what he is going to do. He lays his head int he crook of your neck, pulling you closer. " I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I ever thought you would cheat on me. It was stupid and the fans just put it in my mind. I'm a large idiot. Please don't leave." You feel your neck get a little wet, letting you know Harry is crying.

You pull away a tiny bit, not out of the hug but just so you can look at him. " It's okay Harry.. But you have to promise that it'll never happen again."

He nods his head quickly " Of course. I promise it will never happen. "

You smile a tiny but and lean in, kissing him ever so gently. Pulling away again you look at him confused. " Y-your not mad? About the baby?"

" Mad? Why would I be mad?" He asks.

"Just because of your job and the tours and everything." You ask looking down at belly.

He lifts your chin again wiht two fingers. " I could never have asked for anything more perfect. We'll figure out something with work. I promise." He smiles his warm smile that tells you everything will be alright.