Harry Styles Got Me Pregnant?!?

Chapter Nine

*Month 3 Cont.*

Harry's POV

Have you ever felt like the wish you've been wishing for has finally come true? That your prayers have been answered? Fortunately, I do. I thought I had felt pure happiness when the mates and I slowly made our way to the top of the charts. And, you'd think that selling out stadiums and having a gigantic fan base would satisfy me. But, nothing makes me happier than seeing Katlyn smile. Not a subtle grin or something small. I like how she smiles when she's not even aware she's doing it. When she isn't worried about looking stupid. I like it when I can see the street lights reflecting off of her teeth and, maybe, she's laughing a little because I told an inside joke that wouldn't make sense to anybody but her. And everything in that incredibly small moment would feel right. Like tonight.

I feel like my stars are aligned tonight, under this small elm tree. Because she's smiling that smile and I'm floating on cloud nine and nothing has felt better than this night alone with her. I have wanted for so long to spend hours talking to her. It doesn't matter what she talks about or whether we are talking at all because I'm never bored with her. I have never found so much interest in just staring into somebodies eyes. And maybe it's the weather or maybe it's her... but I never want this night to end.

"Styles," She sighed as she leant on my shoulder. "Tell me about yourself."

"What do you want to know?"

"Something I don't." She giggled. "Tell me something from your childhood."

"One time, my mum had promised to bring me something special back from the grocery store if I cleaned up the flower beds. And well, "I chuckled as the memory resurfaced. "This was back when I was small, so I uhm..." I chuckled again.

"C'mon Styles! Spit it out." She giggled and sat up. I quickly slid close to her side and placed my arm around her shoulders. She slouched under the pressure and leant into me.

"I used every indoor cleaning product we had. I vacuumed the flowers and swept the trees. I bleached the soil. Let's just say I didn't get that 'special something' from the store." I could feel her laughing as I finished up the story.

"I never did anything bad when I was young. I did everything my mum asked of me... correctly." I hadn't really paid attention but, recently she had begun to pick up some British slang. Even her accent was changing. But I didn't say anything. It was just one more thing that we had in common.

"Well hopefully, this one," I poked her side with my free hand. "Turns out like you instead of me."

"I hope it's exactly like you, Harry." She smiled and l met her eyes.

"Why on earth would you want that?"

"Because you're the best person I know." I raised one eyebrow and she could tell I was confused. "I hope it has the same forgiving heart that you have. I hope that it gives everyone an equal chance, even when they don't deserve it. I hope that it has your talents and ambition. And, I really hope it has your curls."

"Well I hope she's just like you."

"She?"

"Something tells me it's going to be a girl. And I hope she has your pretty blonde hair and your mesmerizing blue eyes. I want her to have your attitude that keeps the wrong people away. I hope that she's shy at the right times and then opens up to the right person, like you. But most of all, I hope she's as beautiful as you are."

"You see so much in me that I don't..."

"And you see so much in me that I don't..."

"Harry," And before I could respond she kissed me. But, it was different this time. This time there was more than just lust, like it had been before. It was... meaningful and deep. It was like it said something that neither of us had the courage too. And for the first time in three months, I kissed her back.

Katlyn's POV

When we both pulled away, it felt like an eternity had past. A well needed and blissful eternity. I felt something inside of myself that I never had before. The feeling was unrecognizable but I liked it. I liked him and, I wasn't afraid to tell him.

"Harry," he leant his forehead on mine. "Is this all we're ever going to be?"

"What do you mean?"

I pulled away from him and pulled my hair to one side. "I mean... like," I stuttered. "I thought you liked me." He looked surprised. "Do you?"

"Well, yeah. It's just..." He shook his head. "Nothing. Nevermind."

I frowned. "No, what is it?"

"It's just Louis is so paranoid about losing me I was going to wait until after the baby." He realized what he said hurt me because he pulled me into a tight hug. "I'm sorry Katlyn. I really do like you... You have no idea how special you are to me. But is there any way we can just wait a little bit? Just a short bit." I nodded in his arms because I understood. I knew Louis had a big part in this and I had to give it time. "It might even be before the baby's born. Just... please don't lose whatever you're feeling for me." He used his index finger to push my chin up, so our eyes could meet. "I feel it too."

"I understand, Styles." I tried to force a smile, just to reassure him. "No worries." But I could tell he knew there were worries. I understood, yes. But I was hurt and I wasn't sure I could hold on that long. I've never come this close to loving a boy. But I'm not sure I'm going to get the chance to tell him that.

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A/N: Hey guys!! I'm sorry this update took so long and I' sorry this chapter isn't that long. BUT!! The next one will be longer!! I promise!! I hope you enjoy this book! I love you guys!! xoxo