Our break up was very public, he released a statement and I hid inside my apartment for two months. He went on like we never knew each other, started dating people I thought were my friends. And when I stepped out of my apartment again the paparazzi followed me like I was some one who had influence in the world.
As the weeks went by I started to feel better but I started to notice changes and so did the paparazzi, it was all over the magazines, they speculated before I did.
"Jessi is that you?" I had called the only person I could think of. Niall.
"Yeah." I said quietly in to the phone.
"How are you? Are you all right?" He seemed happy to hear from me, he wasn't goign to be happy when he heard what I had to say.
"I'm not okay, I think ... I think I'm pregnant." The sharp in take of breath Niall took let me know that that was not what he was expecting but I couldn't tell anything else because he didn't say anything. If this is the reaction I get when I tell my best friend what kind of reaction will I receive when I tell my brother or... him.
"Please say something." I sniffed in to the phone. I was scared, I was frightened and I didn't know what to do and Niall was on the other side of the world with my brother and my ex-boyfriend.
"Are you sure?" I could tell that he was forcing himself not to yell, his voice was shaking and uneven. "I mean you could be wrong, right?" A tear trickled down my cheek, he was disappointed.
"I'm about to take a test but I'm pretty sure. I missed my period and I'm growing Niall. I have a bump." More tears rolled down my cheeks as I said that aloud.
"Well take the test babe! Call me back!" He urged me. So I hung up and so began the longest three minutes of my life. How do women go through this every day? I couldn't handle being by myself so I called him back.
"I'm so scared." I sniffed in to the phone when he answered.
"What did it say?"
"I'm waiting, will you stay on the phone with me?" I asked.
"Of course." He was there but there was silence. The timer I set finally dinged and I checked the stick that held my future in its hand. My eyes were closed tightly and I was holding my breath. I opened my eyes slowly to see the plus sign.
I dropped the phone. "Jess? Jessi? Jessamine!" I picked up the phone and promptly burst in to tears. I am having Harry Styles' baby.
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Is That My Baby, Baby? Harry Styles/Niall Horan
FanfictionJessamine Tomlinson is pregnant with Harry Styles' baby, he can't decide if he thinks the baby is his or not. Insert best friend Niall Horan here, who falls in love with his pregnant best friend and causes a little trouble for the expecting parents...