Secrets of Mr.Styles

Chapter 16

Harry hasn't said a word. He's just been looking at me. I can tell he's angry.

"Harry please say something." I say in a shaky voice.

I'm still on the floor across from him totally naked. Harry is too but he's sat on the edge of the bed. His face is in his hands.

"Har-" I start.

"How could you be so stupid!" Harry yells.

The tears are back.

"I'm sorry Harry it wasn't my fault! I couldn't of done anything and I didn't think! I was in the hospital!" I shout back.

"Just please go to your room for a little bit and take your fucking cat." he says and I see Biscuits purring against him.

I quickly get up tears streaming down my face and scoop up my kitty and run upstairs to my room.

What if he doesn't want the baby? The thought makes my chest tighten and I sink further into the duvet. My eyes begin to feel heavy and I drift off into sleep dreaming of a happy, perfect, little family with Harry.

I feel arms snake around my body, and a hand stop at my stomach as it begins to rub it.

"I'm sorry baby I'm so sorry." I hear Harry's voice.

My room is black and I can hear the patter of rain pelleting the window. I have no clue what time it was when I drifted off or what time it is now. I glance at the alarm clock on the night stand 1:30 am it reads.

"Harry." I start.

"It may sound creepy but I've been in here for a good hour watching you sleep, but you started squirming so I thought you were having a bad dream." Harry says softly.

The smell of alcohol becomes known. He's been drinking.

"I wasn't it was a really good dream actually." I say.

"Then why were you crying and squirming?" he questions softly.

"Because I wanted it to be real." I say simply.

"What was it?" Harry questions.

"A dream where none of this existed no playroom, no Dominant Harry, no alcohol, no arguing or fighting." I start crying.

"I've caused all your tears Mads." he says and I can hear the guilt in his voice.

"It was great," I continue ignoring his comment, "we were happy, normal, perfect with our baby none of this existed. I cried because that won't ever be true, me, you, our baby as a normal family it won't ever be true." I cry.

"How do you know that Maddison?" Harry sounds normal again back to his old asshole self.

"Because Harry I know you, you'll want it all still and I can't give you that. Not after the baby is here." I say.

"The baby? I can learn to live without it because–" he stops.

"Because why Harry?" I get out of his embrace and sit up looking at him.

He's an absolute mess.

"Because I really do love you!" he says as if he was fighting a demon.