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Niall wasn’t the luckiest person when it came to guessing so we had to make sure. Indeed, Valerie became more sensitive these past few days, a little more nauseous in the morning, and her appetite – I couldn’t really see the difference when it came to that aspect.
Speaking of nauseous, I had been experiencing it as of the moment as I sat at the edge of the bed and watched Valerie paced back and forth across the room, the PT stick in her hand. I neither know what to expect nor feel about that instance. However, I felt some butterflies on my stomach as I thought of the pros and cons if she was pregnant. But we would be the best parents as we could possibly be, if ever. Of that I was sure.
It had been a minute, I guess, of waiting for the test result.
“Babe, come over here.” I called her as I tapped on my lap for her to sit on. She complied while heaving a nervous sigh but smiled anyway. “Relax, baby. I’m getting headaches just looking at you.” I try to joke as I wrapped my arms around her waist.
“I’m nervous. Are you?” She leaned her head a bit so she could look at me.
I just shrugged my shoulder. “I don’t know, really. But hey, whatever happens, we’ll be here for each other, right?” I looked at her with hopeful eyes.
She answered me with a nod and sighed once again.
“It’s been over a minute. Can we see it now?” I asked her but I darted my eyes to the small object that was tightly wrapped around her grip over her lap. She bit her lip and looked at the object nervously. I could sense fear as she apprehensively loosened her grip.
“Hey, baby. It’s okay. We’ll look at it at the same time, okay?” I encouraged her and she forced a smile but I could tell she was still nervous as it is. Truth be told, I was also nervous but I was trying so hard not show it to lessen her anxiety.
We counted one to three and she finally released her grip and two red marks instantly pricked my eyes. I could feel my eyes almost fall out of their sockets. Okay, it was real. It was really happening. Why didn’t I see that coming?
“Oh my God!” She gasped and jumped out of my lap. I watched carefully as she started walking around in circles. Her shaking hands were in her forehead, rubbing her face. I quickly stood next to her and grabbed her shoulders in a desperate attempt to calm her, but I was also as anxious as her.
“What are we going to do, Harry? Oh God, I can’t believe I’m pregnant!” She looked around the room, not meeting my eyes and I embraced her.
“Baby, it’s okay. It’s okay. We can do it.” I was confident as I said the words, rubbing small circles on the small of her back.
“But Harry, we’re just kids. I’m only nineteen, you’re twenty. Oh God, I thought we were careful.”
“It doesn’t really matter how old we are. I can take care of you, Val and the baby. We will figure everything out. You can still go to College. We can do this. Please don’t forget, you’re not the only one who’s pregnant. I am too. It’s our baby.” I meant every word that I said. I wanted to reassure her that I wasn’t leaving. We were going to do it together.
Fortunately and to my surprise, my words seemed to comfort her as she had stopped her frantic behaviour. Her gaze met mine and I noticed how tears were already brimming in her eyes. She blinked and they then fell to her cheeks.

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Half a Man at Best (Sequel to VALERIE)
Fanfiction"Destiny is just a fancy term for coincidence," is one of Harry's principles in love-not like he has a lot. That's why he will defy destiny just to win the person he loves, Valerie, back. He's out to prove that no matter how strong destiny pulls two...