Who Knew (1D Fanfic) :)

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Hey guys ! Enjoy and tell me what you think , please ! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIAM JAMES PAYNE <3

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AUDREY’S POV

Oh my, I have to puke. I guess I spent the night at Harry’s, I don’t remember that, but anyway, I need to puke. I jumped out of bed, not caring if I woke Harry up. I ran into the bathroom and fell on the floor, letting out everything that was inside of me.

“Audrey?” I heard Harry’s voice coming from the bedroom.

“I’m in the bathroom, I’m fi-“ I kind of barfed in the middle of my word. He came running in, grabbing my hair and a ponytail off of the counter and with his best effort put it up for me. “Are you okay babe?”

I nodded, my head still in the toilet. “Yeah, I feel fine. My boobs kind of hurt,”

“Good to know,” He giggled. And then I realized.

“Harry, what’s the date?” I said, lifting my head out of the toilet and walking to the calendar in the bedroom in a rush, shuffling my feet. Harry followed, not far behind me. “I think the seventeenth,” He said. “Yeah, seventeenth.”

Oh my fuck. This isn’t happening. Oh my fuck oh my fuck oh my fuck. I can’t be pregnant.

“Harry I’m late,”

“And you’re puking and your boobs hurt,” He said, connecting the dots.

A tear rolled down my cheek and I fell into his arms. “Get ready. We’re going to the doctor.” I said, running into the spare bathroom and getting in the shower.

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I’m not pregnant. I can’t be pregnant. It’s as simple as that, really. I cannot be having Harry Styles’ baby when I’m nineteen. This is not happening.

It’s been about a week since we all went out with Bailey, and she was still doing okay. Apparently Little Louis comes to visit her pretty often too. They are so damn cute.

I got dressed and dried my hair and walked into Harry’s room, and he was laying face down on his bed. “Babe, it’s going to be okay, I promise.” I said.

He lifted his head and faked a smile at me before taking my hand and pulling me out the door. We were home alone and it was only eleven.

“Audrey, I promise, no matter what happens, I will be here.” He said as we walked into the lift. A tear rolled down my cheek and he put his hands on my shoulder, pulling me into a hug. “Shh, it’s okay babe, I love you, it’s all going to be okay,” I looked up at him and smiled, pressing his lips gently to mine. Just then, the lift opened and we walked out, both wiping our eyes from any tears. We were quiet walking out and every minute literally felt like a second.

I know cliché books say that, but it was serious. Time drained on. It was insane, I would look at the clock in what felt like fifteen minutes and it had only been a minute.

After what felt like three hours, we pulled into the doctors.

“I’d like a pregnancy test,” I said to the lady at the desk. We took a seat by all of the other parent-to-be’s and got a lot of dirty looks.

“Audrey Taylor?” A young, petite nurse said. I smiled and stood up, taking Harry’s hand and guiding him back with me.

“And what makes you think you’re pregnant?” The nurse asked, writing down every word I was saying. My palms were sweaty and I feel gross and chances are there’s a human inside of me.