the baby project | harry styles

Chapter 10 - Guy's Night II

Later that day, Harry, Louis, Liam, Niall, and Zayn all went to Buffalo Wild Wings to meet up just like they had planned. Once they got inside, a waitress led them to a table and handed out menus to each and every lad. "Someone will be right with you." She smiled and then strolled right along her way to greet other customers.

Harry glanced around at all of the lads with a small smile plastered across his face. "So. How is everyone?" He asked just trying to break the ice as the area filled with "good"s.

"What about you? With Cheryl and the whole 'Baby Project'." Louis asked as he folded his hands in his lap. Harry flashed him a confused look as he wrinkled his eyebrows into an arch.

"The what?" Harry was definitely confused. Has it really been that long since he's been out?

"Haven't you heard?" Liam perks his head up from one side of Harry. Nervously, he shook his head no as he felt his insides churn.

"The press has named what you and Cheryl are doing. They named it 'The Baby Project'." Louis started, "There's even an article with a picture of you and Cheryl that titles 'Harry and Cheryl? More like Undeniably Terrible'."

"That's bullshit!" Harry shrieked as he slammed his clenched fist on the table angrily. He really did love Cheryl. He wouldn't lie about something so serious and personal.

"Speaking of Cheryl, how far is she into her pregnancy?" Zayn said, probably trying to destroy any negative energy. The vain one just hated whenever there was tension; which was understandable.

"The doctor says she's nearly eight weeks." Harry smiled, unclenching his fists and crossing his arms over the table. "Seven and a half to be exact."

Everyone's mouth was literally gaping wide open with astonishment and shock—especially Liam's. "I can't believe that you actually did all this."

"Yeah. We all thought that you were gonna rebel against Phil's authority." Louis said, straightening his back with much poise.

"Well, I really didn't have a choice. I don't want to lose you guys." Harry admitted, "You guys are my brothers."

They all smiled at the curly haired lad, "Aww, little cheeky chappy hasn't changed." Zayn teasingly remarked as he pinched Harry's dimpled cheeks.

"Okay, okay. No need to get all gushy on me." Harry joked as another waitress suddenly appeared.

One after the other, they all ordered what they truly longed for. Harry ordered the boneless honey barbecue wings along with two beers, which was definitely what he needed. Once they all ordered, the waitress left and they all had more time to talk.

"Oh yeah! How'd it go with Cheryl's mum?" Niall laughed, sipping his beer. Harry's cheeks bloomed a bright red as he shook his head, feeling instant embarrassment.

"I don't think she likes me very much. I overheard her talking with Cheryl after dinner, and she said that she didn't approve of me getting Cheryl pregnant." Harry admitted rather quietly. He was only stating the honest truth.

They all started laughing—besides Harry of course. "And I thought everyone liked Harold." Zayn giggled as the curly haired lad just rolled his emerald green eyes.

"Apparently not." Louis said in between breaths.

"It's not funny," Harry pouted, gulping his ice-cold beer. The rest of the lads just kept on snickering as if it was the funniest thing in the world. Maybe, young Harry should be quiet for a little while.

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Soon after they ate, they drank the last of their beers and decided to leave. They tried to discover who was the most sober to drive home, and it turned out to be Liam. Once they all filed into Harry's black Range Rover, Liam pulled away from the restaurant and started their way back home.

Once they reached their destination, they climbed back out of the Range Rover and ventured on inside. When inside, Harry noticed that all of the lights were turned off.

"Cheryl must be sleeping. And that's what we should all do as well. Goodnight lads." Harry whispered to all of them and stumbled his tipsy-self down the dark hallway. He slowly and quietly turned the doorknob to his bedroom only to find Cheryl who was wide awake.

"I thought you were sleeping." Harry chuckled at her as she stood up from the bed and neared him.

"Nope. I'm not tired at all." Cheryl smirked back as she wrapped her hands around his neck and pecked his lips. "I missed you."

Harry gazed down into her glistening eyes, "I missed you too." He smiled sweetly as he latched his arms around her waist.

"Did you have fun?" Cheryl asked as Harry nodded.

"Yes I did actually." He chuckled a little, and pecked her lips this time. He was starting to want her—badly.

"Well I really hope you saved some fun just for me," Cheryl smirked away. She wanted him just as much.

"I don't know if I did or not," Harry flirted cheekily, rubbing his hands up and down her small body frame. "Do you want to find out?"

"I'd love to find out, Curly." She giggled as Harry leaned into her and kissed her neck gently. She giggled even more, almost falling over, but she didn't because Harry wouldn't let her.

"I love you Cheryl." Harry smiled as he pecked her lips again.

"I love you too, baby." She whispered into his ear seductively. Cheryl tugged him toward the bed and pushed him down, soon crawling on top of him.

"Before we continue, I want to let you know that we have another appointment with my doctor tomorrow. Do you think you'll be able to make it?" Cheryl kept that same smirk plastered on her lips as Harry returned the favor.

"Of course." Harry responded, grabbing her butt as she giggled.

"That's what I like to hear." She whispered into his ear again and started to smooch his lips softly. Harry loved Cheryl so much. He didn't know any stronger words to explain the love he felt for her. It just was so right.

So there he was, making sweet love to Cheryl. What a great ending to a wonderful day.

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