After a few days, Harry left for the tour. He spend the three-day-break with me. We went to some places here in Bradford. And he slept at our dorm so probably the paparazzis were outside the building. After a couple of weeks, I felt some morning sickness. I was throwing up every now and then. So I decided to go to the doctors.
“Hi doc.” I greeted.
“Hey, take a seat.”
“Thankyou.”
“So, what seems to be the problem?”
“These couple of days, I had morning sickness. And I throw up every now and then, I always feel dizzy, and I always crave different foods.”
“Well, let me check you.” She said, checking my eyes, my throat, and my ears. “Nothing seems wrong but I'll test you.”
She let me lay down on the bed to have an ultrasound.
“Love, you're pregnant.”
Wait, what? I'm pregnant? This must be a joke or something. I can't be pregnant! I'm a college girl and I'm too young to get pregnant! My mom will kill me.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes darling, with all these symptoms you were complaining, I can already tell that you're pregnant.”
I am shocked about this. This is not true. Tell me this is just a dream. Oh my goodness. What are the people going to say about me now?
While I was driving, I decided to call Harry and tell him that I'm pregnant.
“Hello?” He said, with a sleepy voice
“Hey babe, I just wanted to tell you something.”
“Yeah?”
“I'm –”
“You're what?”
“I'm pregnant.”
“Wait, what?! You're–”
“Pregnant.”
“Babe, are you joking?”
“No, I'm not.”
We were at a complete silence. I guess he's shocked the way I was.
“Harry, If you don't want the baby, we can abort it.”
“NO! Don't even dare. I'd love to be a dad.”
“But, I'm scared.”
“Scared of what?”
“You might leave us when you found another girl.”
“Babe, listen. I wont leave you for some girl, I'm not that kind of boyfriend. And the guys who are like that are such an assholes. I love you and I'll love the baby.”
“Well Mr. Styles, you better get ready. You have 8 months left.”
“I'll be there by August. I'll spend my July month with my family and August, September, October, November, December, and the rest of my life with you and our baby.”
“What time is it there?”
“3am.”
“Sorry, did I bother you?”
“It's fine.”
“Well, you have to sleep.”
“Fine, bye.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too. Bye love!”
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Seventy // H.S.
Fanfic“And darling I'll be loving you til' we're seventy.” A song by Ed Sheeran. But I'm gonna make it as a Harry Styles fanfic. Since Harry and Ed are friends. I love both of them so yeah. Enjoy the story! x -Kyra
