Three Words| h.s dark

Chapter 27: No...

"I have to go to work, Harry. Unless you just want me to quit." I counter as I put on mascara, yelling to Harry who was in the bedroom. I was in the bathroom, standing in front of the large mirror.

"Please do." He appears at the door way dressed in his normal all-black clothing. 

"I would. Honestly, I don't want to go. But it would suck for me to quit of the second day of working, don't you think?" I ask, shoving the mascara back into my makeup back, pulling out the eyeliner. 

"No. I've done it." He shrugs.

"You've had a job? That's surprising."

"I actually worked in a gas station. Quit the next day. I didn't have time for that shit."

"You didn't have time to get paid?"

"Well... I had a little time. I just didn't want to do the work, to be honest." He smiles.

"Doesn't surprise me."

"Shut up, Leah." 

"I'd rather not." I smirk, putting away the eyeliner.

"Well, I already called your boss for you and told him you quit."

"You what?!" I raise my voice, turning to face him.

"Yeah." He says like it's no big deal.

"Harry, even if I was to quit you wouldn't have let me done it own my own? You can't keep deciding things for me!" I sigh, running a hand through my straightened hair.

"Obviously I can. I just did."

"Watch it, Styles. Keep it up and no more sex." I say, half meaning it and half not.

"You can't do that! That's unfair."

"It's unfair that you called my boss without my permission and without me knowing to quit my job for me."

He threw his hands up in defence. "Alright, alright. I get it. I fucked up."

"You sure did." I put a hand on my hip.

"Sassy much?" He grins.

"We've been over this. I'm sassy." I try not to smile but I can't help it.

 He just chuckled. 

"Well. Since you messed up, what do you want to do today?" I start taking my light makeup off. No sense in having it on. I rarely put it on anyway. Just for work or if we were going out to somewhere special. 

"I was just thinking about staying here and watching movies?" He suggests, scratching his neck.

"Sure. I don't see why not." I turn the light off and walk into the living room.

"What movie do you want to watch?" Harry asks me, following me into the living room.

"Anything. Just please, no Disney movies." I groaned. I never enjoyed them as a kid. I wasn't much for cartoons, actually. Except for My Life as a Teenage Robot that played on Nickelodeon. It was my one and only favorite cartoon. I grew out of cartoons quickly though. I liked things with real people in it and not animations.

"Disney movies suck anyway." Harry shrugs.

"Good." I say, pulling out Grown Ups Two from Harry's movie cabinet. It didn't have very many movies.

"This is probably the best movie you have in there." I say, eyeing the cabinet then looking back at Harry.

"Hey, now. I'm sorry. They just don't make very many movies that fall under my category." 

"Yeah, okay." I smile and put the movie in. 

"I got the popcorn." Harry says, walking quickly into the kitchen.

"Have fun with that." I say, hopping onto the couch and pulling the blanket off the back of it.

I wrap the blanket around me, leaving some for Harry. Almost every time we watch movies together we cuddle on the couch with this fuzzy blanket with a big bowl of popcorn. It was great actually. It may not sound like much but I enjoyed every second I spent with him, even when we where fighting.

A couple minutes later, Harry walks back into the living room with a large bowl of popcorn. 

"Cheddar cheese seasoning all right with you?" He says as I scoot over to give him room to sit next to me. 

"My favorite." I smile and take a few kernels. 

 Halfway through the movie, someone knocks on the door. Great. It was at a good part too.

I groan. "It's like almost two in the afternoon. Who would be here?" 

"Well it's daytime. People come over at daytime." Harry says, pushing me over a bit so her can stand up.

"Whatever, sarcastic asshole." I try my best not to smile but of course I fail.

"You know it." Harry says just as he answers the door.

I watch him carefully. The door opens in my direction, so I couldn't see who was standing there. And by the look on his face, part of me didn't want to know.

"Emily, get out. For the last time-" She cuts him off.

"It's important this time, it really is!" Emily begs.

"No. You've caused enough trouble. You're cat just probably died. We don't care." Harry rolls eyes eyes as Emily pushing her self into the house.

"For one, I don't have a cat, and two, fuck off. You're gonna want to know." He eyes go from pissed to worried in a split second.

I gulp. I don't like where this is going.

Harry takes a seat next to me and wraps an arm around my neck.

"I need to talk to you alone, Harry." Emily pushes.

"Whatever you can say to me, you can say to both of us. I'm gonna tell her either way, so might as well save your fucking time."

"Fine." She huffs.

"Well?" Harry sighs.

"Guys, I'm pregnant."

(Hey guys! So I'm sad but also happy to announce this is the last chapter of Three Words! I just really hope you all enjoyed the book and I know it's been almost a month since I updated, I'm so sorry. I've had really bad writers block but I think I'm back on track. :) yay. anyway, so in case you thought the three words were "I love you" you were wrong lol. it was actually the last words. hah. there will be a sequel called "Four Words" coming soon, I promise! I love you all. Also, this book is close to 1.5k reads! Yay! I'm so happy. anyway, thank you and love you all!)