Bedroom Floor (Harry Styles)

Chapter 99: so hot its like the middle of july

11th November 2018

HARRYS POV

"well?" i asked her again sitting forward on the couch. the suspense is killing me.
she walked over to me with the three tests in hand and sat next to me, "i'm not pregnant" she smiled a little and handed me the tests so i can look. i frowned at her then looked down grabbing the tears from her.
i looked down at the 'not pregnant' screen and frowned harder
"so.. how come you haven't started your period??" i asked looking up at her with glazed eyes
"stress" she shrugged and took the tests off of me. she walked over to the bin and dropped them in. she then walked past me into the bathroom and watched her hands. i stood and walked to the bathroom to wash my hands too. we stood in silence rubbing soap into our hands.

"how come you're here??" she asked me softly.
"i needed to see you." i rinse the soap off of my hands then grab a towel
"why??" she turned to me, bluntly.
i frowned looking into her eyes, this isn't my Anastasia— this isn't the Stasia that i love.

"are you okay??" i wondered and she sighed "i'm fine. why are you here??"

"i miss you anna, i—" she rolled her eyes and walked out of the bathroom into her dressing room. i couldn't help but look her up and down. her perfected tanned thick legs all her curves in the right places... shes perfect.
"why are you rolling your eyes?" i snapped out of my gaze.
"because we all know perrie got you to come here... didn't she??"

"what?" i laughed walking up to her "i haven't talked to perrie in ages. why would she— she knows that you could of possibly of been pregnant." i stated realising why she thinks perrie sent me "doesn't she?" i ask trying to make eye contact with the love of my life.

Anastasia sighed and nodded. "yes" she stated bluntly.

"who else knows??" i wondered.
"ellie. perrie's cousin. she's the one who got me the tests the other day." she told me truthfully.

i nodded softly. "did you want a baby??" i asked carefully knowing that the baby subject is hard on her.

"umm— right now? no." she shook her head. i looked down and frowned. she really doesn't want a kid with me? am i that bad??
i sat down on the arm chair of the couch looking at my thighs thinking of what to say next: "is it because of me? you didn't want a baby with me because we're not together??"

"no." i could feel her squint her eyes at me.
"i didn't want a baby because i'm touring... i've only got a few months to go. i'm rehearsing for the brits and for other award shows that i'm performing at next year as well as festivals.. i'm writing and recording new music and already planning the next tour. i'm too busy for a baby, you know this." she told me as she stood close to me.

her scent was intoxicating, i breathed it in not knowing the next time i'll be around her.

"i'm writing for my next album— planning a tour. i— i still wang a baby with you." i said carefully knowing how it may sound to hew considering we aren't even together yet i'm still wanting a baby with her.

she laughed shaking her head "we're not in the right place. we aren't even together. that's one thing i don't want, Harry" she commented "i don't wanna bring a baby into this world as a single mother. i need help. emotional, physical and mental help. i can't do it on my own" she told me. i finally dared to look up at her "you wouldn't be on your own, Anna. i'm here. you've got me." i told her truthfully.

she shook her head "i haven't though, i haven't got you because we're not together." she told me. she went to walk past me but i grabbed her hand and pulled her gently to stand in between my open legs. she was looking away from me so i reached my other hand up and gently grabbed her chin so she could look at me. she looked down at me with her blue eyes, i could see how scared she was, how tired, overworked and upset she was. my heart started hammering against my chest when our eyes connected. my lips parted as i breathed heavily. fuck she is so beautiful. i feel so nervous right now.