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You're pregnant but he doesn't want to keep the baby (Part 2)

Harry: You decided that it would be best to take the rest of the day off of work. You needed to go home and talk to Harry. He wasn’t supposed to be home for another hour or two, so you had time to think of a way to tell him. You couldn’t help but worry. “What if he gets mad? What happens if he leaves?” you mumbled to yourself quietly, looking at yourself in the mirror. “Am I beginning to show? I don’t even know how far along I am.” As you were examining your belly in the mirror you heard the door slam. “Babe, I’m home,” Harry called out. Poking your head out of the bathroom, you saw him on the couch scrolling through his phone. You walked over and stood next to him. “Harry, we really need to talk. It’s very important.” “Can this please wait till later, I’ve got other things to deal with that are far more important.” “Harry, I’m positive this is a lot more important than anything going on right now.” “That’s your problem! You think everything revolves around you! I’ve got to deal with stuff that needs to be dealt with. Your problems don’t come first all the time. Besides, whenever you have something important to tell me it never is important. It’s always some stupid shit I don’t care about.” You took a step back, shocked at what he just said. “Harry, I’m serious. We need to talk. This is going to change our lives.” “Yeah, just like everything else you had to tell me, but strangely my life still hasn’t been affected by you. I’ve got to take this call.” Before he could get up and leave the room you pulled the pregnancy test out of your back pocket, throwing it on him lap. “I’m sorry I’m such an arrogant bitch. I just thought you’d actually care.” Harry stared at you, wordless. He stood up, looking into your eyes. “You know I can’t have a baby right now. I’m going on tour in 3 months, I’ve got things going on, I’ll never be home. What about my image? I can’t have a kid now. I’m sorry.” “Harry Styles, this is not all my fault! It takes 2 people to make a baby. We made this mistake now we have to own up to it. The baby is coming no matter what you want.” “I’m sorry, but as long as your having that baby, I-I just can’t be with you.” He grabbed your hands, but you threw them away. He brushed past you, heading for the door. “Harry, no please don’t leave me. I can’t do this on my own! I need you..” “I’m sorry. I love you (Y/N). Never forget that.” Harry closed the door on his way out. You pounded and scratched against the door, hoping it would bring him back. You collapsed to the floor, curled up in a ball, wishing for everything to go back to normal.

Niall: It’s been 3 days since you heard anything about Niall. Liam came over, trying to comfort you. “I just don’t get it. Did I do something wrong? This isn’t my fault is it?” “No, no (Y/N) it’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m sure Niall just needed some time to let everything sink in. I mean it had to have been a huge surprise to him.” ‘Where is he Liam? We need to talk.” I promised him I wouldn’t say, but he’s been staying at Zayn’s.” Your chest felt empty, like Niall ripped your heart out and took it with him. The tears slowly rolled down your cheek. Liam pulled you in for a hug. Crying into is shoulder, you heard the door open. “Niall, is that you?” You quickly rushed over to see who it was, wiping the tears away. Standing in front of you was Niall, who looked terrible. “Niall, what happened to you?” You ran over to give him a hug, but he didn’t hug back. He gently pushed you away. “Look (Y/N), I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. You’re right. I do go out too much and get wasted almost every night and you can’t bring a baby into a home like that. But I’m also young, and it’s not going to be easy changing my lifestyle. Honestly I don’t want to change it at all. Maybe we could talk about our options. We can get rid of this problem before anyone knows about it.” “You’re a madman! I can’t believe you would even consider getting rid of our first child. I don’t even know who you are anymore.” You were hurt. The thought of getting rid of the little baby that shared your stomach made you sick. “Look, babe I’m just saying that right now we can’t have a kid. I’ve got too much going on and I couldn’t leave my pregnant girlfriend alone. It would just be better if we got rid of this problem.” “Do you think this is going to be easy for me? I have to carry the damn thing for 9 months. It’s not fair for me either but I’m going to push through because this baby deserves a chance. If you don’t want to be here for me I don’t care. I don’t need you to raise this baby.” You tried pushing past him to get to the door but he stopped you, pulling you tight against his chest. You tired pushing away but he was too strong. You broke down, letting everything come out as you pounded against his chest trying to break away. You couldn’t wake up from this nightmare.