(H)Too Late(A)

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"Pregnant. I'm pregnant" I whisper holding the pregnancy test in my hand with the words visible in the little screen. I let out a deep sigh closing my eyes, "What will he say?" I whisper running my free hand through my black hair.

I walk out my bathroom with the pregnancy test still in my hand, going into the kitchen to get a clear sandwich bag and dropping it inside and closing it. I take another look at the test Pregnant it reads. I can't believe I'm pregnant, the last time I had sex was about a week or two ago but we used protection...I guess I should've taken the birth control pills too.

I slightly knock on the door holding onto my purse. No answer. I knock a little more loud on the door and I finally hear some footsteps, I sigh taking a step back from the door as I get greeted by him. Harry the father of my child. He smiles opening the door widely "(y/n)" he simply says and I weakly smile "Harry, can we talk. It's important" I say almost whispering and his smile slowly fades away and he steps to the side "Of course, please come in" he says and I enter his house.

"Would you like water, coffee, tea..." he offers as I sit on the couch and I shake my head "No thank you, I'm fine right now" I answer and he sits next to me looking at me. I exhale "So the reason I came is beca-" a blond short haired girl comes out from a room wearing what seems like one of his shirts on that fit her like a dress rubbing her eyes. She stops once she sees me "What she doing here?" she asks pointing at me while looking at Harry and he stands up "She's here to talk to me Tes-" I stand up as I feel like I'm going to start crying "No, it's okay I was going anyway" I say grabbing my purse and Harry grabs my arm "No you're not, we were just going to talk" he says and I shove away my arm harshly "It doesn't matter anymore" I growl and walk to the door, slamming the door behind me. I'm so stupid for coming here. He has a girlfriend and I'm pregnant, with his child! Maybe it's better for him not to know.

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