//love at first pregnancy//harry styles\\

Chapter 5: The Fight

Day 15 of being in this room. The pain from my hands stems throughout my arms like vines on a fence, and the bumps grow larger everyday. I wish I could call the boy who got me pregnant, but I don't know his name, let alone his number. I wish I could tell him everything I've been through, and let my head fall on his shoulders.
But I'm all alone :(
There are so many things I still don't understand, but Harry and I talk everyday. We share theories, thoughts, ideas... he's so dreamy 😍
I haven't built up the courage to ask if he has a wife, I think it's because I honestly don't want to know the answer. I don't even know if it's love or gratitude. He's just different from all the other guys.
This babies still don't feel real to me, I feel no motherly-instincts kicking in or whatever usually happens. Whenever they kick all I feel is pain, and I don't think any amount of morphine could make it go away. I just wish I was a different person.
Harry walks in, although I can barely see his face through the hazmat suit. He says he has to wear cause he doesn't know if he could impregnate me again by accident. He sits at the end of my bed.

"We still have nothing, although I'm trying as hard as I can, I swear. We're trying to figure out where and how this is happening, and if it's sex dependant"

"Sex dependent? What does that mean?"

"We're not sure what would happen if you came in contact with another woman..."

"Oh."

"It's just for science, it's not for.. but it's ok if you-"

"I'm not."

"What?"

"I'm not gay Harry."

"Right, I mean! I wouldn't- I don't care, I-I just didn't want to assume, I-"

"Please drop it Harry" I look away, obviously hurt, "I need to rest".

"Ally.."

"Just go"

And like that, he's gone.

Authors note:
draaaaaamaaa!!! Their first fight 😢 Please like & vote for more!!!