Living with regret

Part 8

Y/N's POV

Harry and i both stood there for a moment, both shocked at the news we just recieved. Harry backed up a little bit starring at the ground. What if he didnt want a kid? What if he leaves me again? These thoughts traveled through my brain as harry and i still just stood there.

H: "your positive your pregnant?" Harry asks, with a tremble in his voice.

Y/N: "positive. About 4 weeks. The doctor just told me, but harry... Its twins. Theres two of them." I say, not knowing how he will react.

H: "twins? TWO?" He yells, with the biggest grin on his face as he runs in and embraces me into the biggest hug.

Y/N: "y..your not mad?" I ask, with tears forming in both eyes.

H: "MAD? Y/N, this is the best thing that ever could have happened!! Im going to be a dad!!" Harry cheered, the happiest ive ever seen him!

Y/N: "im so happy your okay with this! I love you so much!" I say hugging him

H: " i love you 100x more! And i always will. And i love those two as well!" Harry says placing his hand on my stomach. "So are they boys or girls? Or both?" Harry asks in an excited way.

Y/N: "calm down harry!" I giggle. "Its too early to tell right now, but as soon as its time, we can find out." I say, smiling at him.

Harry just stares at me for a while as i stare back then he places his lis on mine and we both lie down on the couch and cuddle, watching movies, and enjoying each others presence.

In the middle of the movie "titanic", my phone buzzes with a text from Niall.

N: "hey, off to Ireland in a few! Everything okay there?"

I text back immediately

Y/N: "call me! Ill tell you everything ;) "

A few moments later, your phone rings and you pick up to hear your irish friend on the other line.

N: "hey Y/N! How is everything! Im boarding the plane soon so we don't have much time to talk." He says.

Y/N: "okay, but Niall.. im pregnant!" You say with happiness in your voice. "With twins!"

N: "pregnant?" He asks quietly. "There Harrys?"

Y/N: "of course they are, you and i didn't do anything." I say, confused why he isn't happy.

N: "i cant believe you got pregnant." Niall says, with disappointment in his voice

Y/N: "its not like i meant for this to happen, it kind of just happened. Im a little annoyed your reacting like this!"

N: "oh come on! After all that happened your just going to take him back now that your pregnant. Thats ridiculous!" He yells.

Y/N: "excuse me? Ive wanted harry back this whole fucking time and you know that! Im not just getting back with him because I'm pregnant! Your an ass for saying that." I say, angrily.

N: "i don't have time for this right now, I'm about to board a plane, ill talk to you after."

Y/N: "dont bother!" I say, then aggressively hanging up the phone.

I return back to lying down with harry, and resting my head on his shoulder.

H: "everything okay love?" He asks

Y/N: "perfect now that I'm with you." I say, before we slowly drift off to sleep in each others arms.

A few hours past, and i wake up still lying with harry. I shake him lightly, waking him up, due to the fact that I'm starving.

H: "hey. Whats up? Why you waking me?" He asks, slightly laughing.

Y/N: "I'm starving. I REALLY want McDonalds."

H: "cant it wait like 20 minutes, I'm exhausted."

Y/N: "I'm eating for 3 people right now, so i don't think so.."

H: "alright, lets go babe."

Y/N: "yay! Your the best!" You say, placing a kiss on his cheek.

You and harry drive to McDonalds, ordering your food, when your phone starts blowing up with notifications. Twitter, Instagram, texts, all receiving hundreds of notifications at a time. All saying "turn on your tv." You look over at Harry, who was looking at his phone, getting the same thing. You both rush home (getting your food first, of course) and quickly turn on your tv. You look at it, on the news channel and a huge emergency headline reads "15 dead in attack." You and Harrys hearts both stop, as you read the names of the people lost in the plane attacks, and the bottom name,, shatters both your hearts into a million pieces.

"Niall Horan"...