"I'm pregnant, Harry." You excitedly tell Harry.
You embrace him in a hug, but he doesn't return the affection.
He gives a brief smile, but it quickly fades.
A knot begins to form in your stomach. You'd never actually had the 'baby' talk with him. You'd just assumed he'd want the same thing as you: a baby.
"(Y/N)," he says, his voice low and quiet.
He brings a hand too his head and begins fidgeting with his curls.
He sits down on the couch and begins rubbing his eyes.
"(Y\N)," he repeats for a second time.
When he looks up, his eyes have tears in them.
"I don't want a baby."
You sit down beside him in shock and anger.
Harry reaches for your hand, but you don't want him holding it.
"Sorry love, I'm not ready for one. I don't want you to keep it. One Direction has a tour starting in a couple of months, and then an album. We just got this marriage thing figured out, I don't want you to keep it."
You stand up from the couch and run upstairs to your bedroom as fast as you can, tears rapidly sliding down your cheeks.
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionA variety of imagines about none other than the lovely Harry Styles. Hope you enjoy! Pregnancy, marriage, dating, and all stages of life included in these imagines.
