The Boy In The Basement// h.s AU✅

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Chapter Fourty of 'The Boy In The Basement':

I decided against the abortion today, and wanted to tell Harry everything before I decide anything. He needs to know about his he helped create. Yes, I had part in it, but it was mainly his creation. I don't know whether to be happy or sad about it. I'm just worried for all of our futures.

Zayn dropped me off at my house, telling me to text him what Harry said. I said that I would try. Dad was up, and he was making himself breakfast, considering it was 9 am for him, and 1 pm for the rest of us.

"Hi, Dad." I said sadly. He looked up from his eggs and looked at me. "Why the long face?" he questioned me. I sat down at the kitchen table chair and rested my chin in my hands. Do I tell him? Would he be mad at me? I am just worried he would disown me because of this.

"Well," I sighed, pausing. Right then, Harry walked in, and didn't bother looking at me. I guess he was still pissed off from earlier this morning. But, I really need him right now, and if he's still in a pissy mood, I'll go to Zayn, considering he's one of my friends, and I don't have many at all.

"Look, I need to tell both of you something." I said, biting my lip. Harry grabbed a box of Frosted Flakes and looked at me with a confused face. "About what?" he asked. My Dad followed right after with the question.

"Okay, Dad, before hand I am so sorry if I let you down." I said, beginning to tear up at my words. Dad turned off the stove and took a seat beside me. I turned my body so my knees were touching his. "Hunny, what is it?" he asked in a worried tone.

I took in a deep breath. "Harry and I," I paused, looking at Harry. He slowly sat down the cereal box and looked at me.

"We, um, we made love. Twice, in fact." I looked down ashamed. I could feel the tears welding up in my eyes. It sounded so bad, because I had a feeling my Dad would be pissed at me. "I am so sorry if I let you down, Daddy. But, I love Harry and-" Dad cut me off, which scared me.

I looked up at him, and Harry stayed back there. Dad looked at me with a unreadable expression. "Alice, I am upset, but I'm also happy for you. Harry is a great lad, and I trust him, and-"

"Dad, I'm pregnant." I blurted out. Dad's eyes went wide as I heard Harry spit his cereal out of his mouth. "What?!" they both yelled. I cried even harder. "That's not all." I whispered. Harry immediately walked over to me and knealed down, grabbing my hands in his.

Tell us, Alice.

"I wouldn't be able to have the kid. They said something went wrong, and I'd have a miscarriage." I cried into my hands after I wriggled them free from Harry's grasp. "Oh my God." Harry whispered. He pulled me into a hug, and we sat on the floor.

I felt tears hit the top of my head, and I realized that Harry was now crying as well. "I am so sorry." Harry cried, his body racking with sobs. "Alice? Do you have to get a abortion?" Dad knelt down beside us, and I turned to face him.

"Yes." I said sadly. "Oh, sweetie." he comforted me, and hugged me. I began crying even harder now. I don't know what to do.

Harry's P.O.V

She's pregnant? She's pregnant. She's pregnant with my kid. My kid. That's strange to say. Never in a million years I thought I'd be saying this. But, she'd have a miscarriage? Is it because I am not fully human? Is that why the semen didn't like, work? I really don't know all those fancy terms, and the process.

A little while after we found out the depressing news, I told Alice I needed to go clear my head. That wasn't a complete lie. I was going to visit the Warriors. They would know what to do in this situation.

I really don't want Alice to get a abortion. I would love to help her raise a kid. My kid. Her kid. Our kid. Those words still seem funny to say in my mouth, it didn't matter because I hope more important matters in my hands.

I walked past the tree house, and went to the river. No one can see this beside the living corpses. So, only dead people can. I walked across the river (I felt like Jesus) and as I was walking across, water sucked me beneath the surface, and then I knew I was at the meeting area.

There I stood in front of six old guys with long, white beards. They all wore long robes, which made me feel like I was in a scene of Harry Potter or Twilight.

"Harry Styles. What a pleasure to see you again." Derek said. I nodded his way. I began feeling nervous, and I wiped my sweaty palms on the side of my gray sweats. "I need. . . help." I said, itching the back of my head.

"What is it, Mr. Styles?" Iris then asked me. "You guys remember Alice? Yeah, well she's kind of in trouble with a situation, and I was thinking it may be because of me." They all nodded, needing me to continue farther.

"Okay, so we had sex, twice, and she went to the doctors today and they told her that she was pregnant. They then told her she would have a miscarriage due to something going wrong in the process. I was thinking it was because of me, because I am not fully human, so the sperm didn't cooperate well with the egg?"

"Harry, you are very smart. You hit the nail right on. That is why her baby isn't going to grow properly. It's because it needs your semen to be. . . not ghostly so to say." said Iris. I gulped, bitting my lip.

"So, if we want to keep the baby, I have to go through the turning, and we have to make love all over again?" I asked. I wouldn't mind doing this for Alice and our baby, but what worried me the most is not being able to make it. But I have a gut feeling that I will make it.

"That is correct. Would you like to go through with this right now, Mr. Styles?" Dwayne then asked me. I bit my lip, contemplating whether or not to go through with this without Alice's word.

"If I go back to ask Alice, will the offer still be up if I go with it?" They all nodded, and then we exchanged goodbyes, and I went back home. Home where Alice was. Home where my family was.

I walked through the door and Alice and Steven were sitting beside each other in the living room watching sports on the telly. I walked in and looked at both of them, getting their attention.

"I'm turning over."

It isn't long, I know and I apologize! I have ideas, but if I put them in this chapter it'd be very long. . .

What do you think Alice's reaction will be about Harry turning?

And, if they do have the baby, do you think it'd be a girl or a boy?

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