Ronnie’s P.O.V.

Knock, Knock, Knock... Seriously who’s here now? I am so not in the mood for people at the moment. I crawled from under the safety of my comforter and trudged through my pig stye of an apartment and peeked through the hole on the door, groaning even more when I saw her bouncy and perky blonde curls starring back at me. Not only was I so not in the mood for company at the moment I was really not in the mood for my overly dramatic and perky best friend.

“Ronnie I can hear you breathing, open the damn door,” Haley said bouncing up and down like she was dying to tell me something, something that to her was big, but to me it was pointless.

“Ronnie’s dead, sorry try again later,” I said leaned against the door with my hand on the handle, knowing I was going to give in sooner or later.

“Funny, open up you’ve been hiding away like some sewer alligator since Thursday Ron, it’s Sunday, it’s time to tell me what’s going on,” she said and I could feel her jiggling the handle to see if I had unlocked the door yet. I unlocked the lock but kept the chain in place, opening the door as much as the chain would allow and smirking when she gasped and put her hand over her nose and stepped back.

“Jesus you weren’t kidding, you smell dead, when’s the last time you showered? and brushed your teeth?” she asked and I huffed and glared back at her, “did something happen between you and Harry when he was here a few weeks ago? did you break up?” I shook my head feeling the dread fill my stomach at the thought of my amazing boyfriend of three years, worldwide famous boyband member Harry Styles. I met him at a meet and greet at the beginning of his Take Me Home tour when I saw him in London and we had started dating three days later, going strong ever since, the hate was hard sure but his love was totally worth it.

“No we didn’t break up,” I said only answering half of her question and hoping she wouldn’t catch on.

“Ok, but did something happen? did you fight or something?” she asked and I shook my head again, cause no we didn’t fight but something did happen, “please just open the door and go get in the shower while I make some tea, when’s the last time you ate?” I removed the chain, and let her step into the disaster of an apartment. She scrunched her nose at the clothes and debris laying everywhere from my hissy fit the other day. My hissy fit that was spurred after I went into the Doctor’s for me yearly check up and found out I was pregnant. My apartment was my punching bag, knowing this would be the end of Harry and I, he was never going to be ok with having a baby at 21 years old when he is still in the prime of his career, a career that keeps him away from me, for more than half of the year. I was depressed and scared as hell to even tell him, Harry wasn’t the angry and harmful type but he was the stay silent about his true feelings and put someone else before him, which is not what I wanted him to do, so for the past three days after finding out, I had avoided his phones calls, avoided people, and tried to decide if an abortion without telling him was a good idea or not.

“Hello, earth to Ronnie, anyone in there,” Haley said waving her hand in front of my face and snapping her fingers and I stopped my pointless starring and blinked a few times, nodding and letting her know I was listening now, “go shower, now!” I nodded and trudged back down the hall, as I passed my bed I seriously considered falling into it and going to sleep but I knew Haley would be in here jumping on the bed and spurring some nausea so I assumed it’d just be better for me to do as she says. I was in the shower for what I thought was only a few minutes when she came barging into the bathroom.

“Jesus Haley, knock much,” I said and she leaned against the counter looking frazzled.

“Your pregnant!” she exclaimed and I dropped the bottle of body wash I had in my hands and it clanged along the shower floor, settling over the drain.

“How?” I started to say but like everything is with Haley she immediately started blowing it out of proportion.

“I saw the papers on the counter while I was trying to clean up, why didn’t you call and tell me right away? you found out on Thursday for Christ sake, does Harry know? was he happy? or was he pissed and that’s why your acting like this? oh my God I can’t believe your going to be a Mo...”

“Haley! shut up right now!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, sure my nosey neighbor Esther would probably come knocking because of it, but I didn’t want her to finish that sentence because I didn’t think I could handle hearing it out loud, “No I didn’t tell Harry yet, I’ve been avoiding him because I know already that he’s not going to be happy, he’s a popstar Haley do you know how bad the press is going to be when they find out, I’m not to thrilled either I’m only 22, still in college and living across the world from my parents paying for all of my own schooling, housing and expenses, I really don’t think this is the right time for this,” I said and I felt tears starting to pool in my eyes, some already running down my cheeks and mixing with the shower water. I peeked out the frosted glass the best I could to see Haley’s features softening and now instead of being angry and surprised with me she looked, like she felt bad for me, like she wanted to do something to make it all better. I shut the water off and reached out for a towel, drying myself and wrapping it around my frame before stepping out and getting mobbed with a bone crushing hug. I sobbed into my best friends shoulder and felt like my world was crashing down, I knew I had to tell Harry soon, I was just to scared.
I got dressed and walked into the kitchen with Haley, she sat me down at the table and handed me some tea, starting to clean once again and staying silent, the most silent I had ever heard her be in the thirteen years that I had known her.

“Haley talk or something, you’re never this quiet,” I said and she stopped what she was doing and slowly turned towards me.

“Can I spoil it? like be the Godmother but it can call me Aunt Haley, or maybe I should get one of those nick names like Grandma’s have like Nina or something cool like that?” she said and I felt my mouth go slack, that was not what I was expecting her to say.

“What part of possible abortion and not wanting it right now didn’t you get?” I asked getting a little pissed now, I’m glad she felt she was ready for this because I certainly wasn’t.

“Oh come off it Ron, you know your not going to go through with an abortion and look at Harry with that little girl Lux, he loves kids, and he loves you, he’s gonna be ecstatic, so got any name ideas?” I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to my tea, sure Harry was good with kids, other peoples kids, kids that he only had to see and take care of for short amounts of time, not worry about while he’s on the road, or pay for, and all that stuff.

“Call him,” Haley said a few minutes later when she was almost finished cleaning the kitchen and I shook my head, definitely not ready for that yet, “why not? what are you going to wait nine months and then show him?” I chuckled at that, the whole idea of hiding this from Harry for nine months was a bit funny.

“No, I’ll tell him eventually, I just can’t yet,” I said and she rolled her eyes and moved into the living room, picking up the articles of clothing and fixing the pillows and magazines I had thrown around the room after getting the news.

“We should go out to dinner tonight, and then rent some movies, and have a girls night, we can talk about the baby or we can totally ignore the subject doesn’t matter to me,” she said and I nodded, thinking that getting out of this house where the baby was most likely made sounded like a good idea. Just then my phone started buzzing and dancing across the counter and I snatched it up before it fell off the edge seeing it was Harry and hitting ignore before I really had time to think about it.

“Gee if you want to break up with the boy, ignoring all of his calls is a good way to do it,” she said and I looked up, a little shocked actually, Harry wouldn’t really break up with me
because I ignored some calls would he? Who am I kidding if he doesn’t break up with me because I ignored calls he’d definitely break up with me when he finds out I’m pregnant.

“Come on go get ready let’s go out, you pick, my treat,” she said and I nodded and walked into my room and started to get ready, liking how picking out the perfect outfit and the right make up and matching shoes kept my mind off of the thing growing inside me everyday. When I was ready I let her rummage through my closet while I laid on my bed starring at Harry and I’s picture while she hummed happily.

“Ya know you should give me some of these clothes when you have to switch to maternity, I could keep them company, ya know wear them while you can’t so they don’t feel left out?” she said and I chuckled and tossed a pillow at her reflection in the stand up mirror, making her giggle and throw her hands up in a surrender, “I’m just saying.”

“Are you ready yet?” I asked about an hour later and she came bouncing out of the bathroom, her clothes and makeup flawless like usual and we piled into her red sports car and headed towards my favorite restaurant in town. My phone started to ring again and I starred at his picture for a few moments letting it go to voicemail on it’s own this time.

“He never calls this much in one day, I wonder if something is wrong?” I said out loud, finding all his calls a little strange.

“Yea something is wrong,” she said and I looked sideways at her wondering how she could know something I didn’t, “his girlfriend isn’t answering his calls.” I rolled my eyes and noticed a voicemail so I played it listening to his thick accent and raspy voice fill my ears.

“Hey baby it’s me... again, everything ok? I’m getting really worried, um call me please or I’ll have to call Haley, bye I love you,” I deleted the message and leaned my head back against the seat, only looking up when we pulled in the restaurant a few moments later.
Three hours later and Haley and I were headed back home with our three movies, two she chose, one I chose and we parked her car outside my apartments and headed up the stairs, talking about anything except baby issues. Haley was a few steps ahead of me and I heard her gasp but thought nothing of it as I stepped on the last step to my floor and looked up to see him standing there leaning against my door, with a worried expression.

“Looks like movie night is cancelled,” Haley said in a bit of a sing song voice and I glared at her as she handed me the movie I chose and took off down the stairs, whispering a good luck as she passed me.

“Harry what are you doing here?” I asked staying in place but seeing him walking towards me, he stopped right in front of me looking concerned and deep in thought.

“I thought maybe you were hurt or sick or something, I’ve been calling for three days with no answer Ron, is everything alright?” He looked so concerned and it was starting to tear away at my heart, I knew I had to tell him, I mean he just flew across the world to get here all because I didn’t answer some phone calls.

“Harry aren’t you supposed to be on tour?” I asked and he nodded, but placed both of his large hands on my face, looking deep into my eyes with those impossibly green ones of his.

“You’re more important to me,” he said and my heart leapt towards him, my brain screaming at me to tell him, but my mouth and body having other plans. I pushed him aside and walked towards my door letting us both inside and I could hear his little sighs, like he was getting more and more worried as time went on and I didn’t say anything.

“How long are you here for?” I asked with my back turned to him, slipping off my heels.

“Not really sure, how long do I need to be here?” he asked and I turned around wondering what that was supposed to mean and if he was being serious, “Ronnie I can tell something is up, just tell me, do you want to break up with me or something?” I saw the hurt flash over his features and I almost wanted to laugh out loud and say no, but when I tell you what I’m hiding you’ll want to break up with me.

“When’s your next show?” I asked trying to stall for time and he quirked his eyebrows obviously starting to catch on.

“Wednesday, in LA,” he said and I nodded, so technically I had two whole days and a half day to tell him what I had to tell him, but I knew I couldn’t hold it in that long, and I knew that I should just do it now and get it over with but... then again a few extra days with him before he left me might be nice, but then he could also, if for some strange reason he is ok with it, he could use those two days to tell me how everything was going to be ok. Dammit Ronnie just do it!

“I’m pregnant,” I blurted barely a whisper and I caught his mouth drop open slightly but he looked confused too.

“What?” he asked and I thought he was asking more because he didn’t hear me than he did to see if I was kidding.

“I’m pregnant,” I said a little louder hanging my head and wondering when he was going to blow, but then again I knew he wouldn’t blow, he’d say something like ‘oh, ok well what do you want to do?’ and then he’d go along with whatever I said whether it made him happy or not, which is why I knew I needed to break it off with him and do what I had to do.

“You’re pregnant?” he asked his voice quiet but much raspier than I had ever heard it before, giving me goose bumbs on my neck and arms. I slowly looked up to meet his confused and emotionless green eyes and I felt my own eyes starting to water, the reality of the situation beginning to be too much for me.

“Yea, I’m so sorry,” I said through a broken sob and in an instant he was in front of me, holding me strongly by my upper arms and starring deeply into my eyes.

“We’re going to have a baby!?” He asked/exclaimed and I thought my ears were playing tricks on my so my face froze and I just starred at his bewildered expression.

“What?” I asked.

“We’re going to have a baby! like a real baby?!” he asked and before I could even register that he dropped to his knees in front of me and raised my shirt to just under my bra and slowly reached out and touched my stomach, making my heart beat furiously against my rib cage and my breath to forever cease in my throat.

“Harry, your not upset?” I asked in a shaky voice and he looked up at me like that question upset him more than the news. He kissed my stomach lazily before rising back to his feet and taking my face in his hands again, I couldn’t help but realize how perfect his big hards are going to be holding a newborn baby.

“Upset? I love you more than life Veronica Samuels, why in the world would I be upset about this, I am so happy right now! more happy than I was when we started our first tour, or when you and I started dating, this is a step forward and I want to take this step, God I love you so much,” he leaned down and pressed his lips firmly to mine, moving them and then pulling back for air a few moments later, a lazy smile still all over his face. I felt the tears leaving my eyes and he kissed each one away like it was game to see if he could get them all.

“Harry you don’t have to be ok with this, you have a career and your traveling it’s really ok,” I said and he looked at me like a wounded dog or something.

“No baby I want this more than you know, this tour is over with in two months and the guys and I were kicking around a two year break from touring anyways, focusing more on merchandise and records, in two months I will be with you one hundred percent, raising our own little amazing family,” he said kissing me again and again and I smiled into the kiss, letting my fears wash away.

“Actually hold on,” he said with a giant smile and I stood right where he left me as he ran over to his bag and rummaged through it for something. He came back a few moments later and knelt before me again and I was prepared for more kisses to the stomach but he reached up with a small box and my heart literally stopped beating.

“I was going to do this tomorrow I had a whole day planned because I was afraid you were second guessing my feelings or you, but I guess now is as good a time as any,” he said and I felt my breath slowly coming back to me, “Veronica Kay Samuels, I have loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you, and I never thought that was possible, to fall in love with someone so fast but I guess I didn’t think it was possible because I had never experienced it, but now that I have I never want to let it go, and now that I know we created another life together my love has just grown stronger and I know that it’s you I want to spend the rest of my entire life with, you and our beautiful baby, will you be my wife and the amazing mother of our baby?” The tears were flowing freely now and as I nodded my ‘yes’ they feel in large puddles on the hard wood floor, Harry stood up after sliding the ring on my finger and he too had tears in his eyes. He leaned in and kissed me with more passion then I thought possible and with that kiss came the realization that yea we were young, and yea he was famous and people were either going to like the news or hate it, but we were in love and that’s all that mattered to me.

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