Forever (Originally a Tumblr fanfic)

Chapter 26

My P.O.V:

I felt a chill run through me as I said goodbye to all the boys except Harry. “Take good care of him, love,” Lou whispered to me as he left and I shut the door behind him. I felt Harry come up from behind me, and grip my waist. He put his chin on my shoulder, and kissed my neck. I felt chills run through my spine. I leaned on him for support, feeling incredibly tired. “So, are you staying again?” I asked Harry, and he just smiled. “Well, of course, I’m not gunna leave you, not now, not ever again.” I smiled. He came around to the front of me and wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he buried his face in my neck. He gave me a light peck, and I sighed. “I’m so tired, I think I’m about to go to sleep.” I told him, looking at the time. 11:32, the clock read. He held on to my hand, and came went with me back to my room. “Here, I need to get changed,” I said, slipping in to the bathroom. I pulled off my sundress, pulling on sweatpants and a tank and throwing my hair up in to a messy bun. I walked out of the bathroom, yawning. I felt like I could pass out on the floor if needed. I curled up in the covers. Suddenly, I felt a pair of muscular arms wrap around my waist. I cuddled closer to him. 

Harry’s P.O.V:

I couldn’t sleep. I held her closer, kissing her head. I heard my phone vibrate from on the side table. I picked it up, seeing a message from my ex girlfriend, Caroline. I rolled my eyes. What did SHE want. The message said, “Hey babe, sorry we keep fighting…xxx meet me later?” I texted her back, “Sorry, I’m back with my Madi…” Even though I didn’t feel one ounce of regret. I turned back around, putting my phone on silent and cuddled back with her, Finally falling asleep.

My P.O.V:

I woke up, feeling Harry’s arms around me. I turned around, seeing him waking up. He kissed my nose, and I pulled his face to my own, pressing his lips to mine. “What would you like to do today?” He said, pulling me closer, nuzzling me. “I don’t feel to well… I’m thinking a day in bed is all for today.” I checked my phone real quick for any rehearsals, seeing an email from the director. “UPDATE! Rehearsals will be cancelled until next week because I’m going to an emergency family meeting. Thanks for understanding.” You smile, and reply to Harry, “My schedules free, so we’re good to go.” I smiled, and he leaned over and kissed me again. “I do want food though.” I said, pulling myself from the bed and dragging myself to the kitchen. He followed close behind me. “THERE’S NO FOOD!” I complained. “Ugh, you sound like Niall.” I smiled, grabbing the first snack and stuffing my face. “And your still cute.” He said, kissing my nose. I sat on the couch, Harry pulling my legs over his lap. He sighed. “What’s wrong?” I said, pecking him. “Oh nothing. I just really REALLY missed you..” I giggled. “I missed you too,” cuddling closer to him. He wrapped his arms around me. I twirled one of his curls in my finger, taking in his scent. 

Harry’s P.O.V:

I sighed. Obviously nothing could be perfect for long, something was going to come in and screw it up because it’s my life and that’s what happens to me. I just decided to love the moment for what it was right now and not take it for granted. I smiled and pecked her cheek.  She smiled. “I really don’t feel good. Ugh.” She groaned. My growing suspicion continued. What if she was though? She didn’t even remember the other night, how would she know if it wasn’t even a slight possibility? “Well, just try to go through it for a week or two, and if your still feeling bad I’ll take you to the doctor, sound alright?” I said kissing her forehead. “Yeah.” She tugged at the edge of my shirt playfully. I scoffed. “Are you trying to flirt?” I winked cheekily. She rolled her eyes. I pulled her in for a passionate kiss. 

My P.O.V:

Waves of nausea came over me quite frequently for the next week. I could see why Harry was so worried for me, but I still doubted it in the back of my mind. I was kind of hoping it wasn’t from a pregnancy, I don’t know if I would be ready for a baby. I sighed, continuing to clean the kitchen. I saw the front door open, a mess of curls running in the door. He scooped me up, pecking my cheek. “How’s your day been?” I put the cleaning stuff up, wrapping my arms around him, excited to spend the rest of the day with him until tomorrow in which I had rehearsals. He wrapped his arms around me, embracing me. 

*Another Week Later.**

After a full week of rehearsals and being sick, we finally went to the doctor. 

“Mr. Harry Styles with Madi Smith? We’re ready for you to come in now.” Harry gripped my hand tightly. I become nervous, constantly looking at the ground. After about 10 minutes of constant tests, me and Harry were holding each other’s hand tightly. “Well, I have good news.” I squeezed his hand tighter. “You are pregnant.”