chapter seven

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artist: oh wonder

Two Months Later:

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and stretched.

The sun was peeking through my window's curtains, warming my face a little too much.

I rolled out of bed and examined my belly's little bump. It had grown a lot so it's getting harder to hide it. Around Harry I wear pregnancy shirts, but around Abby and my co-workers, I break out the baggy shirts and joggers. If they ask, I just say I'm not feeling well.

The aroma of sizzling meat wafted into my room. Was Harry cooking? That's a first. I knew he could cook, but he hasn't cooked once since he came here.

I walked into the kitchen and saw him shirtless, as usual, and wearing baggy joggers with his beanie on his head.

I sat on the bar stool and laid my head down on the counter.

"Good morning, sleepy head!" Harry sang out, carrying the hot pan of sausage to the two plates with eggs already on them, "I made you breakfast so you wouldn't have to."

"Thank you." I yawned. Last night at work was really tough. Now that it's November, I'm getting a little closer to my due date, and it's hard to do some things. I got up and grabbed a glass to get some juice, but Harry stopped me.

"I'll get it." He said.

I shook my head, "I'm pregnant, not dying. It's just juice." I said, smiling softly due to the nice gesture and going to pour myself a glass, walking back to the sofa soon afterwards.

He carried my plate over to me along with his, "Well, you're so tired I want you to take it easy today. This is the only day you have off, isn't it?"

"Yes, but I'm fine. Just tired." I said, stabbing my eggs with a fork.

"Have you told the boys about the baby yet?" Harry asked, chewing on a piece of sausage.

I paused. I had totally forgotten about that, "No. I told you I wanted to wait on that." I said, avoiding eye contact.

"Skye, you need to tell them at some point. And Abby." He said looking towards me.

He was right, but I don't know how I could tell them. Abby would be pissed, obviously, but I'm scared how the boys would react. Niall and Louis are like brothers to me and I don't want them all to worry.

Suddenly, Harry's iPhone buzzed. It was a Skype call from the boys. Harry grabbed my hand, "It's time to tell them." He whispered.

I nodded and slowly set my plate on the doffee table as he answered the call.

"Hello!" They called out.

"Hey, mates." Harry smiled.

"So, lad, how have you been?" Niall asked, "Still hanging with Skye I see."

Harry turned the phone towards me and I waved, "Hey guys!"

"Hey!" They all yelled.

I slowly stood up, a hand on my heavy belly and blushed, knowing they could full on see my stomach. I sat down next to Harry and leaned into him a little, as if I could disappear.

"Skye." Liam trailed, looking at me with question.

The others looked very confused as well.

"I have to tell you guys something." I said, running my fingers through my hair, "About a week after I left Harry I found out that I was pregnant with his baby. I didn't tell him for a while, but when he showed up we had a fight, and he found out. So, now you guys know."

They all looked at each other in utter shock.

I bit my bottom lip and felt Harry squeeze my hand.

"Does that mean I'm going to be an uncle?" Louis asked.

Harry, the boys and I laughed, "You guys arent mad?" I asked them.

"I think we're just more shocked." Louis said, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Skye wants to wait on that. She wants it to be a surprise." Harry said smiling.

"Well, let's hope you get your girl then, Harry!" Niall said excitedly.

"I'll be happy with either." Harry said smiling, "Why did you guys call?"

"Management is getting suspicious. I mean, on how you just randomly wanted to take vacation after leaving." Liam said.

I sighed and leaned back.

"We wanted to let you know so if something happens, that's why."

"What would happen?" Harry asked, eyebrows furrowed.

"They might drag your ass back to London!" Niall said.

Harry sighed, "I have a lot on my plate. I want to stay here until my baby is born. Dont tell Management about this, okay?"

"Alright Harry." Louis said, "When can we come to visit?"

Niall looked a little nervous when Louis asked that, but I didn't really think anything major of it.

Harry laughed, "I don't know, lads. Whenever, I guess."

"Yay!" Louis screamed, jumping up.

Their Management then called them so they had to hang up.

"I'm glad you are finally back to normal with the boys." I said, getting up from the couch.

Harry nodded.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Did you notice Niall during the end? He seemed pretty nervous." Harry looked a little concerned.

"Yeah." I shrugged, walking back down the hallway. I have always wondered what happened between Niall and Abby. They began dating right before Harry and I broke up. I remember being in London, living with Harry and she called me in tears. I have tried to ask her, but she always avoids the conversation. I figure it's just best to leave it alone.

Four Months, Three Days Pregnant.

Word Count: 978

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