When All Else Fails

Chapter 4.

"Tiffany..." he breathed again, making my heart beats even faster.

"Louis can you tell me already?"

He took my hand in his. "Tiff, we're both in high school. The last thing we need is a kid now. We'd have to leave him when we go to school and take care of him, and...

"The point is, you have to abort it. We're not ready. So, I took an appointment with the doctor tomorrow-"

I snatched my hand out of Louis and realised the tears that rimmed my eyesight. "Louis, no way will I kill the baby. It's a living thing, and by killing it, I'm killing someone that's from my blood and flesh!" I said my voice rising. 

"TIFFANY, THE BABY, OR WE'RE OVER," he suddenly said. 

I was taken back and my jaw dropped at his words. Tears exploded from my eyes. I grabbed my bag and got up, "Then consider us over."

I opened his bedroom door and ran down the stairs. I was outside as I slammed the door behind me. The sudden cool air hit my body, as the raindrops hit my body, making me groan. 

I ran but felt myself weaken and my clothes get drenched. My legs led me to a house I was familiar with. As I knocked on the big mahogany door, I wrapped my arms around my small body and my bump. The door opened as a sleepy Harry answered it. The second he saw me, his jaw dropped and his arms shot open as he pulled me towards him. He closed the door and led me to his room. The only thing warming me was his body heat. He stroked my hair as I burst out in tears on his shoulders. 

"He wants me to kill the baby," I sobbed. 

"Who, baby?" said Harry softly. 

"Louis... He wants me to abort it!"

He pulled out of the hug and held my face in his hands. "Why?"

"He said he's not ready for it. We're in high school and some shit. So he told me either our relationship or the baby. I ended it. I chose the baby over him. I'm such an idiot Harry!"

He pressed his lips against my temples and I instantly calmed down from the state I was in. 

"Tiffany, even if Louis doesn't want the baby, I'll go with you through it, understand? I'll take care of the baby like it's my own and I'll support you, okay?" he said. His words took a huge load off my chest, but I felt guilty. 

"Harry this isn't your fault. You don't have to go through all this. I don't deserve it."

"You're my best friend and my everything Tiffany. I don't know where I'd be without you. I'm going to be there every step of the way and nothing will ever change that, understand?"

My tears of sadness and pain washed away and turned into tears of happiness and joy. 

I nodded as I whispered, "I love you, Harry."

"I love you more, baby," he said smiling at me. He kissed my nose lightly. 

"Now go get changed and get warm so we'd go to sleep."

He gave me one of his oversized purple hoodies and I took it as I went into the bathroom. I stripped off my drenched top and shorts. I got into the shower and let the warmth of the water relax every tense muscle. 

I finished showering and dried off, then slipped on my black lace underwear. I sat down for a second and ran my fingers over my stomach. I held two fingers to my lips, kissed them, then pressed them to my stomach. "I love you," I whispered. 

I then pulled Harry's hoodie over me and put my hair in a messy bun. Opening the bathroom door, I found Harry already under the covers. He looked up and smiled at me, then opened the covers. I giggled and crawled under them as he covered us both.

"You look gorgeous without make up," he whispered. 

"Shut up, I look like a freaking potato."

"Well if all potatoes were that sexy..." he winked. 

"Shut up," I giggled and shoved him playfully.

"Goodnight potato."

"Goodnight Haz," I smiled and kissed his cheek. I turned to the other side and smiled. He draped his arm across my waist and on the baby as he gave it a small rub. I put my had over his and smiled myself to sleep. 

I really was lucky to have Harry.