Change My Mind *1D Fanfic*

Chapter 47

Phoebe's P.O.V.

"What are you going to tell us?" I ask, and they are still glaring towards me, and Harry. Are they mad at us? What did we do that Niall had told them? I believe that we haven't told anything to Niall in a while besides the funeral. Speaking of the funeral, I need to call Violet again.

Zayn sighs, an then clears his throat. "Well apparently Emmalee is pregnant," he mumbles, and I am the only one who gasps. I look up towards Harry, and he has a smile planted on his face. Wait. Why is he smiling? Scratch that off, I shouldn't be worrying about him, but my best friend who is carrying a baby? That makes so much since in why she hasn't been attending school. But why is all I ask... Why? Who's the father anyways? Hopefully it's a good man in which he will treat her like a princess.

"Who's the father?" I ask, and myself still the only one who is surprised. Why isn't Harry acting surprised or anything? This is odd. "Niall!" El, and Perrie both blurt out, and then look at each other with worried glances. Liam on the other hand looks like he is about to explode with anger. If I were in his shoes I would feel the same way if my best friend, or lad they call it, got his girlfriend pregnant.

Harry just starts laughing. We all glare at him, and myself being the closets I swat him on the arm. "Why are you laughing? This is serious." Eleanor scolds Harry, and he just keeps on with his laughing fit. "I can't believe he just told you this," he is clutching his chest while exhaling a sigh. "What do you fucking mean?" Liam is pretty much about to explode at this point.

"Well I mean that they told me in secret before any of you guys even tried to figure it out,"

Emmalee's P.O.V.

"How did they even take it?" I ask, and he just shakes his head while Louis rubs his back soothingly. He then sits on the love seat with me, and takes my hands in with his.

"I ran off before I could even see their reaction but, Louis said that Liam might be out to kill me. So thats why I am here," he says, and I can't really stop giggling at this point. I then hug him, but not too tightly in which that would disrupt the baby. He then kisses me lightly on the forehead, and I smile up at him. "Is Liam really that mad at you?" I ask, and he nods his head vigoursouly.

"Liam is pretty much the daddy of the group as you know as 'Daddy Direction'. It showed greatly when Harry was a womanizer. He got so angry that he beat up Harry, and then gave him what I call it the 'Liam Lecture'. Trust me those are the worst. But I know those things are pretty much going to come back, and bite me in the arse," he exhales from all of the speaking he has done.

"It's okay Ni," I soothe, and he just gives me a slight nod. But then something hits him, and then looks back at me.

"What am I going to tell management?"

Harry's P.O.V.

"Tell told you before?" All of them yell at me including Phoebe. I nod, and then next thing you know I feel a stinging pain on my cheek. I look up, and see Eleanor getting buckled back up. "What the hell was that for?!" I yell at her, and I think she does the same shrug I usually do. What a bitch. "Well you know you COULD'VE TOLD US!" her piercing scream is too much to handle in this small space. I cover my ears, and then they get back to the glaring part of this whole conversation.

"Why? Why didn't you tell us?" Zayn questions while running his hand through his quiff. I sigh the twiddle my thumbs around. "Well I couldn't," I glare at Eleanor who is probably thinking if ways I could die. "Because I promised I wouldn't tell anyone. They told me to promise so they could break the news to everyone else by them announcing it," I say, Perrie, Phoebe, and Zayn look like they relaxed, but the two babies haven't. "Are you lying about this?" Eleanor asks, and I shake my head. "Why would I ever lie about any of this?"