-3 WEEKS LATER-
I woke up and ran straight to the bathroom. I threw up. I heard footsteps come behind me and I felt Harry’s big hands holding my hair and my waist.
“Let it out babe.” He rubbed my back. When I got it out I leaned against the wall and put my head in my hands. He sat next to me. “What do you think it is?” he asked.
I looked at him. “Don’t play dumb, we both know what’s wrong.” I sighed and got up. I brushed my teeth. When I was done I went in the cabinet and pulled out 2 pregnancy tests. “Do you wanna stay in here while I do this or…” I trailed off.
“I’ll stay.” He bit his lip.
I sat on the toilet and peed on the tests. I put them on the counter and waited 3 minutes. I looked at the clock and sighed. Three minutes. “Ok, you grab one and I grab one at the count of three we both say our results.” Harry said. I nodded and grabbed on.
“1… 2… 3”
“Positive.” We both said.
I looked at Harry and he smiled so bright. “I told you we were both gonna need a big house.” He picked me up and spun me around. He kissed my lips. “I love you so much.” He smiled.
“So, you’re not mad?” I asked him.
“Why would I be? I’m so happy we will be starting a family.”
We walked downstairs into the kitchen and he started to make some pancakes. I looked at Harry’s phone and saw there was a reminder.
Charity Event 6:00pm
I sighed, “We have a Charity event tonight. Are the boys going?” I asked Harry.
“Yea, do you want to tell them today or…” he trailed off.
“We should wait.” I told him. He nodded and gave me a plate of pancakes. I took a bite. “Yum, chocolate” I smiled. He laughed and ate his pancakes.
“What time is it?”
“Noon.” I said with my mouth full. He laughed even more.
“I’m gonna go make an appointment.” He said standing up and grabbing his phone.
I got up and went into our room. I wrapped myself up in the covers and stared at the ceiling. “I’m having a baby.” I breathed. I bit my lip. “I’m having a baby before Jasmine. I’m having a baby at 18.” I sighed and my hands on my tummy.
“Ok, so…” he stopped when he saw me in the blankets. “Well, don’t you look comfy?” he took out his phone and took a picture.
“Anyway, the appointment is in 1 month… he has quite a busy schedule.” I nodded and Harry jumped next to me under the covers and he wrapped himself in the covers too. “I love you Destiny” he kissed my nose.
“What do you think the gender will be?” I asked him.
“Well, I hope it’s a girl. Her name will be-“
“Darcy Anne Styles I know, I was a Directioner after all.” I laughed. “What about boy names?” I asked him playing with his fingers.
“You can choose for that one.” He smiled at me kissing my knuckles. For the next few hours we spent them cuddled up talking about life in general.
“Harry we need to get ready.” I sighed getting up.“But I don’t wanna.” He pouted his lip.
“Oh well.” You went in the bathroom and took a shower. You washed your hair and body and went out the bathroom in a towel. “Go get in.” you told Harry.
“Fine.” He sighed and went in.
I got my outfit that I picked out yesterday. The first week I moved in Harry took me out shopping and bought me anything I wanted. He knew I loved shoes so he got whatever shoes I wanted.
When I put your outfit on I smiled at my appearance. I had a sweater, black jeans, why dr. martins, and a white beanie. For jewelry I put on my mustache earrings, and my ring that says “not all who wonder are lost”. I did my hair and makeup and went downstairs to wait for Haz. (Outfit in External Link, hair in makeup is what it’s like in the side.)
Harry came downstairs and grabbed the car keys. We left the house and got to the building in 30 minutes.
There were paparazzi all over the place. It was our turn to pose. Harry grabbed my waist and kissed my cheek. I smiled. We left all the paparazzi outside and went inside. There were a few men in cameras and they took pictures of us.
We went to the boys. Zayn was talking to Perrie, Louis was with Jasmine, Liam and Niall were talking to the girls in Little Mix.
“Hey guys!” I waved and sat down. “What is this for?” I asked. I looked around and saw a lot of little kids in here.
“It’s for kids with cancer; we are trying to raise money to help the kids that can’t afford the treatments.” Niall said. I nodded.
“Can we go talk to them?” I asked him.
“Yea, Zayn and Perrie just went around talking to them.” Liam said.
I got up and grabbed Harry’s hand. I went to a table with a little girl coloring alone. She didn’t have any hair on her head, but she was still beautiful.
“Hello, beautiful, what’s your name?” I asked her sitting down.
Harry sat on the other side of her. “My name is Anna-bell, I’m a big fan of One Direction.” She smiled. She was missing a tooth at the top.
“How old are you?” I asked her. “8, can you guys color with me?” she asked us. We nodded and she gave us crayons and paper.
“Do you have a favorite in One Direction?” Harry asked her. I was gonna draw her and Harry so she could keep it forever.
“Yup, it you!” she giggled. Harry smiled showing his dimple. She poked it and Harry gasped.
“You’re gonna have to pay!” he started tickling her. She laughed really loud. Everyone turned to look at us and people started taking pictures.
“DONE!” I smiled. “I drew you and Harry.” I gave Anna-bell the picture.
“Wow, that’s so pretty. You are a nice drawer.” She smiled. “Thank you!”
Harry gave her a kiss on the cheek. She giggled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Hey, are you trying to steal my boyfriend?” I asked.
“No.” she giggled covering her mouth.
When we finished talking to Anna-bell we went around talking to some more kids. At the end of the night we raised 1,000,000 pounds. (Um…. Yea I’m American soo...)
“You were great with the kids, Des.” Harry told me taking my hand as he drove.
“Thanks, so were you.” I smiled. “I can’t wait to have our own family.”
“How many kids?” he asked me.
“Three kids, 2 boys, 1 girl.”
“Sounds good to me.”
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America's Runaway (One Direction Story)
FanfictionAll Destiny wanted for her 17th birthday was to go to a One Direction concert, but that was hard considering her father was Richard Ontario the president of the United States. She was a 'perfect' daughter only because her father was the president. A...