The Boy Next Door. Harry Styles love story.

The Boy Next Door. Harry Styles love story. Chapter 8.

"Harry are you serious?"

"Yes. Samantha Burke. Will you marry me?"

"Harry! I'm only 15! And my parents. And."

"16 this week Sam! I've already talked to your parents. I know we are young but I don't want to be away from you."

"But the fans and."

"They will just have to deal with it."

"I'm so young though."

"I know how I feel about you samantha. I've wanted to marry you for years now. I know we have only been together for a few weeks. Please."

"Sam he loves you," I heard somebody say.

It was my dad.

"Daddy!"

"Hey kiddo."

"Did he really talk to you?"

"Yes. Harry loves you more than anything else in the world. He wants to take care of you now."

"Are you sure you're ready to just give me away like that?"

"Will I ever be ready?"

"No but."

"Listen Samantha. Harry is the only person I trust you with. He wants to take care of you and you live with him and even start a family."

"Woah not now! But he's always touring and."

"You will come with me."

I took a deep breath.

"So. What do you say?"

I looked up at Harry's big green eyes.

"Yes," I whispered.

He scooped me up from my bed and hugged me tight.

"She said yes!" he screamed.

That's when the other four boys busted through the door.

"WOOOH! She said yes!" Louis screamed.

Harry set me down and kissed me. He slipped a ring on my finger.

"It's gorgeous!" I gasped.

"It was my moms."

I smiled and kissed him again.

"What did she say!" I heard more people ask.

It was my mom, Chris, and best friend Ana.

"She said yes!"

"Ana! I haven't seen you in forever!"

"I know! You come back and now are engaged!"

"Um excuse me. Only one person in here at a time please," a doctor said.

"Sorry doc."

"Hey! Let's go get some food!" Niall shouted.

"Niall we just ate," Liam said as they all left the room.

Harry stayed behind.

"So Sam."

"Yes doc?"

"Test results came back."

"And? Why did I pass out!"

"Harry you might want to sit down for this," he said.

Harry sat on the foot of my bed. His face turning white.

"Samantha."

"Yeah?"

"You were pregnant."

I'm... Wait... No... This... I covered my mouth and let tears fall down my cheek. Harry buried his head in his hands. Wait... Doctor said...

"Wait. Were?"

Harry's eyes widened.

"You had a miscarriage. Most likely from the fall when you passed out."

I grabbed my stomach. This can't be happening..... I lost a... Baby.

"I know this is a lot to take in. I'll leave you two alone for now though."

As the doctor left Harry reached over and stroked my face. Wiping my tears away.

"How? How Harry!"

"Well. That night."

"I know that! But why did this have to happen!"

"I know SJ. I know."

He kissed my forehead. I felt one of his tears fall on my face.

"This isn't fair. We didn't even know!"

"It's ok baby. We can try again if you want?"

"No no. That's not what I'm saying."

He reached down and slowly rubbed my stomach.

"I love you Samantha. And I would have loved this baby too."

"I know Harry."

He gave me a few more kisses. This just isn't fair. Why me? I mean I'm almost 16... It probably would have ended badly.. Teenage mom and all. But still! A poor innocent baby. It hurts. My poor child.

"It's been a pretty emotional day for you. Why don't you rest a little?"

I nodded. He kissed my head before turning the lights off and leaving me alone.

I fell asleep thinking about Harry and mines future. The wedding. What it will be like. Living with him. Traveling with him. Starting a family with him.... Even though that kinda already happened. But anyways. I honestly can't wait to spend the rest of my life with this boy. I love him with all my heart. And nothing is stopping me.