closer // harry styles

Chapter 49

Chapter 49

"Ariana, get up." Harry said, shaking me awake.

"What?" I groaned, looking to my left and seeing both of the diamond rings I now had.

"Uncle Paul wants to talk to you."

"About what?"

"Ask him."

"I don't want to talk to him." I whined.

"C'mon." He said, picking me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and laid my head on his chest. "Gosh, have you gained weight?" He joked, smiling.

"Yeah, you're carrying two people." I giggled.

"I almost forgot." He joked, again. "I could be the strongest man in the world, carrying two people with my bare arms."

"I'm sure you could."

"Ariana." The familiar voice of Uncle Paul said, and Harry put me down. I rubbed my eyes, and looked at him.

"What?"

"We're going out before their show tonight, c'mon." Uncle Paul said.

"What if I don't want to go out with you?" I asked.

"Well you have to."

"I'm nineteen, I don't have to do anything." I pointed out.

"You're nineteen, you shouldn't be getting married." He pointed out.

"Is that what this is about?" I asked.

"No, meet me at the car." He said, walking out of the tour bus.

"Unbelievable." I muttered, sinking down on the couch.

"Go." Harry instructed, sitting down next to me and putting a hand on my knee.

"You know what he wants me to talk about." I sighed.

"Maybe, but you should still go."

"You're really annoying sometimes, you know that?" I laughed.

"Fair enough." He smiled and I got up and walked out of the tour bus.

"So what do you want to talk about?" I asked Uncle Paul. We were taking a walk in some park that we had driven to. I was not looking my best, considering I had basically just woken up from a nap, but I put a little effort in for the paparazzi. I was wearing a light blue sundress, with gold Tory flats, and my long hair was in a high ponytail. I didn't have that much makeup on my face though, since I had just woken up and then walked out the door. It was pretty warm, to.

"Everything." Uncle Paul shrugged. "I just haven't really had some good quality time with you in a while."

"I've been really busy." I sighed, putting my left hand over my stomach.

"About that." Uncle Paul smiled, shifting his gaze from my stomach to my eyes. "I really am happy for you and Harry, I want you to know that, okay?"

"Okay." I nodded.

"I also want the best for your baby." He started. "You need to go to a doctor, find out what's going on here. Get an ultrasound, ask a professional some questions."

"I know." I nodded. "It's just hard, since we're on the road. I can't get a doctor, because the next day we leave that city."

"Have you thought about finding out the sex?" He asked.

"A little, but not much." I nodded. "Harry and I haven't really talked about it."

"Ariana, I did bring you out here for a reason."

"What's that?" I hesitated. "I swear if it's about the marriage,-"

"It's not." He said, cutting me off. "I think you should go home."

"What?" I gasped. "I'm sorry, I just thought there was enough room for me here."

"It's not that." He said. "I know you want the best for this child, right, Ariana?"

"Of course."

"Then don't you think it'd be best if you left? For the baby." He went on. "I mean, this baby needs a doctor. You need a doctor. You need to be in a stable home, not a crammed bus that moves around all the time."

"True. But I like it here, and I feel safer here, with the boys, and my Uncle."

"I know." He nodded. "But One Direction is very busy, which causes you to be. They're always moving around, so you are. Don't you think it might be better for you and the baby to live in a place that doesn't have constant movement? In a place where you can take a nap whenever, or just stay locked away in the house all day, where you don't need to worry about the paps, or who sees you?"

"Yeah." I admitted. "How long until this tour is over?" I asked, causing him to crack a smile.

"We'll be home before you know it. We only have like three and a half months left." He nodded. "How much longer do you think you have?"

"Well, I need a doctor to tell me exactly. But I think maybe five more?"

"Do you want me to book you a flight?"

"Yes please." I nodded.

"When do you wanna leave?"

"I should leave soon, to get checked out. Maybe the day after tomorrow?" I suggested.

"Sounds good." He smiled.

When we got back to the tour bus, the boys were all sitting on the couches, staring at their phones.

"Paul's gonna freak-" Niall started saying, but stopped when he saw us walk through the door.

"What?" Paul asked, pushing past me and standing next to the coffee table, looking at the boys. Harry gulped, and they all looked down.

"Um..." Zayn started, but Paul ignored him. He grabbed Liam's phone out of his hands, and stared at the screen.

"Shit." He muttered under his breath.

"What is it?" I asked, walking over to them.

"Nothing." Liam quickly said. I ignored him, and took Louis' phone before anyone else could protest.

"Shit." I whispered, just as Paul had. I was staring at a picture on the Us Weekly website, of me and Paul walking in the park. However it wasn't just any picture; it was one of me with my left hand over my stomach. I scrolled down, and read the story.

Ariana Mortin: Pregnant?! Engaged?!

Ariana Mortin was seen today taking a walk in the park, looking beautiful as ever, with her Uncle Paul; One Direction's body guard. Can you spot the odd thing about this picture though? She has a hand over her stomach... pregnant? We know that there could only be one possible father, though. She's also 'glowing' like all the pregnant stars today. She may not think so, but she looks flawless. Although that's not all... what's that? A ring?! That's right folks. Another diamond ring. We know that Harry had given her a promise ring, but this one's different. She wears it on her ring finger, on her left hand, 'the marriage finger'. Has our little Harry proposed? Is he not so little anymore, because he may be a father soon? The ring is big and gorgeous, something Harry would've picked. But Ariana also may be getting big (even though she's already gorgeous), and she's something else we all know Harry picked...

(hey guys! not really that much more to say or update other then... the paps have found out! and she's going back home... :\ keep reading, and voting xx)