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Harry Styles Imagine

You and Harry had broken up over two years ago now. You were pregnant and it would have ruined his career. Harry tried to force you to have an abortion but you refused, you gave him an ultimatum “Harry you have to pick. You either have me and our baby or neither and I’ll leave” tears we’re streaming down your face “Y/N that’s not fair just have the fucking abortion” he shouts at you, he’s welling up but he tries to hide it by getting mad at you “No cause that’s not fair Harry, don’t you care about what I want?”. He starts tugging at his hair with one hand while the others formed an angry fist. “Okay well I guess you’ve made up your mind” you say after 5 minutes of silence, “I’ll start packing shall I?”. You start to walk up the stairs when you hear him let out a sob, you stop on the stairs for a second and just watch him. His heads in his hands and he was quivering, he was crying. So we’re you. You came down stairs with your bags, he hasn’t moved at all. He turns to look at you and stands up, he’s a lot taller than you, his eyes are all puffy and red, he keeps sniffling as well. “Where are you going to go? Please stay” he says quietly. You shake your head, your standing awkwardly in front of him, you’re both still crying. “I’m going to stay with my sister in Ireland for a bit” he nods. “Well I guess this is good-bye then” he says staring at you. You found it hard to even look at him it made you cry so much. He walked towards you and wrapped his arms around you, he stroked you hair and kissed you on the forehead. “I love you, I will never ever forget you.” he says. You bury you head into his chest, his scent, his touch, his taste, you would never forget the way he loved you. “If anything happens I will contact you okay?” he looks at the ground and then back up at you “Y/N I don’t want anything to do with that baby, I’m sorry”. You hug him again and walk out with all your bags.

9 months later

"Hi Harry, It’s Y/N. I know you said you didn’t want anything to do with the baby but he was just born at 3:05 am. He looks just like you… you know it’s not too late for you to change your mind… If… I don’t know but anyway we’re at the Hospital just down the road from your house… it would be nice if you would at least show your face." that was the message you left him. But he never called you back, you just got a text four days later simply saying "sorry x".

Present day

Its summer and its very hot. You and your son were in the park in America, you didn’t realise One Direction were touring there at the moment, you and your son were just on holiday. “Harry come to mummy” you say, sitting on a bench while he chased the birds “Harry do you want some bread to feed he birds with?” you call. Niall, Zayn and Harry are walking by when Zayn overhears you but he doesn’t realise who it is “Harry do YOU want to feed the birdies?” he asks jokily laughing, Harry laughs too and plays along. Niall just stands there staring at your back with his mouth wide open. “You alright there Niall?” they ask, he points at you and Harry just stares at you with your son playing together in the son. Zayn puts his hand over his mouth and murmers “Oh shit”.

”That’s Y/N” Niall finally says, Zayn nods and repeats “That’s Y/N” They all stare at her playing with her kid “Harry we can go if you want, she doesn’t know you’ve seen her and you told her you didn’t want anything to do with the baby” Zayn says but Harry shakes his head “Are you going to go over?” Zayn asks but Harry shakes his head, “Okay so are we just going to stand here and stare at her and your son?” Niall asks and Harry nods and simply say “That’s my son and he’s named after me, but I’ve never met him”. Louis and Liam were buying some ice creams and had said they would catch them up “Why are they standing there staring at that woman and her kid?” Louis asks Liam as the walk away from the ice cream van, he’s holding two of the ice creams and and Liam is holding the other three. “I don’t kn- fuck. No. What. No that can’t. Oh shit Louis! That’s. Oh fuck shit crap bollocks holy fucking shit! Oh my god. Shit the bed this cannot be happening” Liam whisper-shouts at Louis. Harry and Louis eyes meet, Louis looks totally confused while Harry just looks scared stiff. “Liam what the fuck is going on?” Louis asks as Liam starts to run like a total freak toward the other boys, Louis follows suit because he’s confused and doesnt know what to do. When Louis reaches the others they have formed a circle and are discussing what to do “What’s going on?” Louis whispers as he joins the circle. The four boys stare at him “Louis you see that girl on the bench, that’s Y/N you know the one that had Harrys baby.” they tell him as if they are talking to a 6 year old. His jaw drops “Are you fucking serious?” he whispers, they all nod in sync. They circle goes quiet for a minute before Harry suddenly breaks it and walks straight towards her “What the fuck is he doing?” Zayn says
“He’s doing the right thing” Liam tries to tell him
“But what if she had gotten over him and was fine just her and her son, what if Harry’s about to ruin her?” Louis
“Maybe they can all live happily ever after?” Niall says, “Maybe they will just work it out”
Harry’s walking towards you, he shaking, he feels sick and everything is silent the only sound he can hear is your voice talking to your son. It feels like slow motion to him. He was behind you came and sat next to you on the bench and just says “So you named him after me?”. You turn your head and stare at him open mouthed. You tried to speak but couldn’t form any words, just as a tear left your eye you see your son fall over and start crying, you stood up to go and get him but before you could Niall ran to him and picked him up. You watched as he stopped screaming and just stared at Niall. You watch Niall walk over to the other boys so they could meet Harry Jr. You turn back to Harry, Niall was great with kids you knew Harry Jr was in safe hands. “I get it if you hate me” he begins, you shake your head and wipe the tears from your cheeks “I want to hate you, I wish I did, I’ve tried so hard not to think about you but, our son” you stop as you feel the lump in your throat, it’s like your being kicked. But it didn’t even come close to the pain you felt not being with Harry, feeling like he didn’t want you, nothing compared to that. He takes in a deep breath, his face buried in your hair, he noticed that you had started using a different shampoo. “I’m sorry for all the shit I’ve put you through. I never thought i would see you again, and I never thought you would forgive me… If you will forgive me, Y/N?” you furrow your brow staring at him “What are you saying?” you ask, confused. He takes another deep breath and says “Y/N I’ve made a mistake,” your heart starts racing, “I should never have let you leave that night, I should never have tried to force you to have that abortion, I should have stuck by you because now I need you more than ever and I want… I want to know my son. Our son” you burst into tears and turn away from him. “Y/N please forgive me, I love you and I really want to be a part of Harry Jr’s life and obviously yours.”. He stands up and wraps him arm around your waist, it gives you butterfly’s, he rests his chin on your shoulder “It’s not that, I want us to be a family as well but there’s just something I never told you, because you said you didn’t want anything to do with us. I didn’t want to make you angry or upset” you whisper to him. “What is it?” he says as he squeezes your waist a little, wandering if you ever even had pregnancy weight because you’re as skinny as you used to be if not skinnier “There’s something wrong with Harry Jr” you say as you turn around to face him with great sadness in your eyes. You hold Harry’s hands as he looks at you nervously “Well I didn’t tell you… Harry has Leukaemia, he hasn’t got long left”, you swallow hard trying not to cry anymore but you still are. Harry claps his hand over his mouth and whispers “What? How?” but he’s choking. You’re shaking as you talk to him, “The cancer is slowly shutting down his vital organs and because he’s so young there is nothing they can do, they tried everything to save him but nothing worked”. You both are silent for a while just sitting on the bench in each others arms, weeping. Louis walks over and leans on the bench “Sorry to interrupt but Harry we really need to go”. Harry nods, wipes the tears from him face and he stands up and puts on a smile. You stand up and hug him “When will I next see you” you whisper, your face buried in his shoulder. Louis walks back to the other boys. “We have a week left of the tour and then we are going back to England, when do you go back… where are you living at the moment?”. He asks frantically as he tugs at his hair with one hand and his other is on your shoulder. “We’re going in three days, and we’re living in a council flat in London” you answer. He looks at you strangely in his head he’s thinking what happened? Why are you living in council housing? But he doesn’t ask because he doesn’t want to upset you. “Meet me here tomorrow at 11am, I want to spend the day with you both” he says grabbing your hand but standing up to leave, you stand up too “Okay… Wait” you say not wanting him to leave “Harry I love you” you say as you wrap your arms around his neck “I love you too, I never stopped” he whispers before closing his eyes and very gently placing his lips upon yours as if with the slightest touch your lips would shatter into little pieces.