R e a d y - styles

R e a d y ''Blake?'' Harry wonders out loud as we're laying on our couch, watching some stupid TV show Harry loves, for some weird reason. ''Hmm?'' I hum, not taking my eyes off my phone. I hear him sigh deeply and feel him straight up. When he does that, it either means he has to pee, or he has to tell me something important. I look at him and see him bite his bottom lip and running his hand through his hair. He's got to say something important. ''What is it?'' I ask him, sitting straight up too. ''I want to have a baby, with you.'' With who else? Wait, what? A baby? ''Me too. But not now.'' I tell him and see a disappointed expression appear on his face. ''Why not Blake?'' He asks a little annoyed. ''We've been together for forever and we live together for almost a year now.'' I bite my bottom lip, like he just did and think about what he's saying. ''I'm only twenty-three Harry.'' I tell him when I'm a hundred per cent sure we're not ready for this. ''So? I'm twenty-four, big deal. There are so many young parents.'' Is his argument. ''Sleep about it, okay? I'm going to bed, got something to do tomorrow.'' I kiss him goodnight and walk to our bedroom. We'll see if he's ready for a child.

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