We Have A Problem{Z.S}✔

Chapter 7

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Once Liam dropped Harry off home he wonder why his friend was jumpy and kept zoning out when he would say something or asked a question. Liam thought it is just a bug but he knew Harry wanted to tell him something, but didn't dare say a word.

Liam is worried about Harry especially when he asked if Zayn was with him at the hospital but again he didn't dare speak a word afraid what Zayn would do to him and his baby.

Harry sat in his room on the middle of his bed staring at the wall thinking of how to tell his family being pregnant or how to confront his mum about him having girls reproduction system.

Did his mum know all about this?

Anne knew her own son is gay but she probably thought he would not have sex till marriage then tell him about secret that she's been hiding for over seventeen years.

"Ugh why does this happen to me out of people, could I not be straight or be normal?" Harry sigh throwing himself back onto the bed.

Harry heard a engine running making him get up and his way to the window to see his mum carrying groceries into the house making him rush out the bed room to be face to face with the women who raised him with lies.

He did not really know how to approach this honestly, maybe be aggressive? Or cool and collective and sit with her over a cup of tea?

"Harry be a dear and help me with the bags." Anne said sweetly making him nod gritting his teeth together.

Harry gathered the last bags watching his mother put the food away watching every step she made."So how was school?" Anne asked noticing Harry stare on her.

"Good, how was work?" he spit making Anne furrow her brows looking at him in confusion on why he seemed so angry.

"Fine, What's wrong with you today Harry, you have been acting strange in the past couple of weeks?"

"When were you going to tell me?" he asked looking at his mum in the eyes has she furrow her brows.

"What you talking abo-"

"You know damn well what I'm fucking talking about!" Harry shouted banging his fist against the counter of the island making Anne jump at Harry's loudness.

Harry held in his rage not knowing how to show his emotions well.

"Don't lie to me mum, how long have you known?" he asked almost bursting into tears as his eyes burn holding them back. "How long have you known that I can get pregnant?" he asked softly has his mum knew that the time will come but not this early.

Sighing softly Anne walked up to her son placing her hands on his shoulders.

"I've been a bad mum Harry, I'm sorry I have told you from the day you were old enough to understand, I'm so sorry sweetheart." she cried has Harry wrapped his arms around her has he let a few tears fall himself.

"Your not a bad mum, you're a lovely mother. I just wanna know why you kept it a secret all my life." Harry mumbled has he pulled away to sit in the living room couch as Anne followed.

Sitting in silence Anne tried to began to speak thinking of a way to tell her only son why she never told him this secret she kept to herself for many years.