My forever

Chapter five

Mabel's POV

I turn off the bathroom light and step out.

"Are you okay?" Harry asks from his postion on my bed.

"Yeah its just... morning sickness." I mutter as I rub my face.

"Come here." he says with open arms and I walk into his arms.

"We need to talk." I say and he nods.

I pull away and sit down next to him. I stare down at my lap and he turns to me.

"You start." He says and I swallow.

"We need to tell our parents... just not over the phone though. We should fly back to London and tell them face to face. And we're going to stay there because I'm going to start online schooling so I can't take care of the baby while your off doing whatever-"

"I'll be helping too." He says and I shake my head.

"Harry when the baby is born you won't be there. Your going to be on tour or doing something in some other country." I remind him and he sighs.

"Your due in January right? I won't be on tour just yet. I leave in February." he says.

"Oh yeah. Sorry." I say and he takes my hand.

"It's okay love. But I promise you, I will be there." he says and I nod.

My door bursts open and Lia stands there with a her mouth gaping open.

"Your pregnant?" She asks.

"You were listening?" I hiss.

"Well yeah! I heard you throwing up and I came to check on you when I heard you guys talking." she says and I mentally smack myself.

"Dear god." Harry mutters.

"Please don't tell anyone yet." I say and she makes a choking noise before rushing over and pulling me into her arms.

"I wont. I promise." she pulls away and wipes her eyes. "I can't believe your pregnant."

"Me either." I mumble and Harry shoots me a look.

"We shall go celebrate!" Lia says.

"I wish I could but I have to get going for some important shit." I say as I stand.

"What important shit?" Harry and Lia ask at the same time.

"I don't know I just need to get out of this place and I don't feel like celebrating anything because I feel like a fucking... oh my god! Harry I finally can say that excuse!" I exclaim and his face clouds with confusion.

"I feel like a pregnant woman?" He asks and I nod.

Lia snorts and my phone rings. Harry looks at the screen before making a face but he throws it to me. I look down at the screen and glance up at him.

Baley's name flashes across the screen and I look over to Lia who's pursing her lips.

"Hello." I answer.

"Mabel are you in Cali? I really need to talk to you. Dear god I'm in some deep shit right now." he curses.

"What's wrong?" I ask a little frantic.

"I'll tell you later just meet me at Olive Garden. Your going to be so pissed at me." he mutters.

My cousin Kesha works at Olive Garden.

"What did you do?" I say. I'm having a hard time keeping my cool.

"I umm.... may or may not have hooked up with your cousin for a night but she called me this morning and told me something and I'm freaking out." he says.

"You didn't give her a STD did you?" I ask as I walk to my closet but I stop in the doorway.

"No it's a lot worse though." he says and I can't tell he's crying.

"Just tell me!" I yell.

"She's pregnant."

I drop my phone and lean against the doorway for support.

"Mabel are you okay?" Harry asks as he touches my arm.

"No I'm not." I mumble as I pick my phone up. "You fucking knocked up my god damn cousin?! She's like my sister you bitch!"

Harry steps away at my sudden outburst with his mouth gaping.

"I'm so sorry." Baley sobs.

"I'm going to beat your ass when I see you." I growl and he makes a squeaking sound.

"Please don't." He says.

"Fine. I'm going to rip off you balls and shove them down your throat and while your struggling in going shove you off a cliff so you can die in the worst possible way." I shout and I end the call before throwing my phone on the floor. "He's going to die."

"Babe calm down." Harry says.

"No I can't calm down! Baley fucking got my fucking cousin pregnant!" I scream and Lia grabs my arm and whirls me around.

"He what?!" She screams.

Harry covers his ears while Lia and I go back and forth screaming and cursing.

"Mabel its not good for the baby. You need to calm the hell down." Harry says and I stop.

"Your right. I won't yell anymore but that doesn't mean I won't commit a homicide today." I say and he turns me to him.

"Stop. Just count to ten and breath." he instructs.

"I'm not a child." I mumble and he raises a brow.

"Okay maybe I am but still don't treat me like one." I say and he kisses my forehead. I pull away and run my fingers through my hair. "lets get dressed. We're meeting him at Olive Garden in ten."