Harry's POV

"Harry. No. I-I can't." Alex mumbled.

I was confused. I thought she wanted this? We hadn't seen each other in a while and we had talked about this moment almost every time we were on the phone together.

"Why not?" I'm so confused.

"It's just that-" She stopped again, clearly wanting to say something, but it just wouldn't leave her mouth.

"Are you on your period?" What the hell! Why did I ask that? I've never asked a girl that before. Fuck. I mentally slapped myself, you never ask a woman that, no matter what. I was expecting the wrath that you normally see come from a woman when a guy stupidly asks that question, but once again Alex surprised me by nervously chuckling.

"No it's not that. It's just that um-" She paused again. The suspense was killing me. Had she changed her mind about us? The time away from each other so soon wasn't a good idea, I knew I should have pushed for her to come with me. Did she meet someone knew? Someone that could be there for her all of the time and not just half or even a third of the time. This was it, everything that I had feared when I was away was coming true. I rubbed my hands over my face and sat down so I could brace myself for the blow of what was to come. I put my hand on her knee trying to keep myself up right, but also trying to comfort her. If she had decided to leave me I would loose it. I didn't know much about her, but I knew that I wanted to spend my life with her. The time away confirmed everything that I was feeling before I left, I love her. When I saw her waiting at the airport for me it felt like I hadn't even left, it felt like we picked up right were we left things.

"Whatever it is, you can tell me." I was already fearing the worst.

She placed her hand over mine, I could feel the moisture on her hand, she was nervous. Nothing could be worse than her leaving me. I wish she would just get to the point. Just as I was getting ready to speak up again the words she was trying to find fell out of her mouth.

"I'm pregnant."

I felt my body relax.Oh thank God, she wasn't leaving me, she was just pregnant.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief I tensed again. PREGNANT! What!? How!? Obviously I know how it happened, but I wanted to know how it happened. Does that make sense? Like I knew she was on birth control, I know we didn't always use condoms, but how did this happen? Did she purposely do this to keep me around? No I don't think that low of her. I know she loves me and this was just an accident, these kind of things happen all the time right?

"Harry, please talk to me."

I didn't know what to say. "Oh thank god you're only pregnant, I was afraid you were going to leave me, but this, this is great I'm gonna be a dad." A dad. Me a dad. At 19 years old. Fuck.



Alex's POV

I looked over at Harry, he looked terrified. I wish I knew what was going on in his head. What was he thinking? "Harry," I lightly squeezed his hand. "Please, talk to me." My voice cracked. I didn't want to cry so I bit down on my tongue to keep the tears in. I studied his face, he wouldn't look at me, he sat there in utter shock. I removed my hand from on top of his and tried to rub his leg, "Don't" was all he said before getting up and walking downstairs.

Harry's POV

Alex took her hand from mine and placed it on my leg. "Don't." Was all I said, it came out harsher than I wanted, but I didn't want to say anything I would regret. I thought it best that I remove myself from the room before I freaked out. I made my way downstairs and flipped on the TV, hoping that the noise would keep me from my thoughts. That didn't work at all.

I'm not mad, at least I don't think I am. I'm shocked. Yeah, that's it, I'm shocked. Shocked that I'm going to be a dad. Shocked that I'm going to be a dad at the age of 19, well I guess 20 by the time the baby is born. But still, I'm so young, I still have my entire life ahead of me. So does Alex. We've never talked about a future, we only met a few weeks ago for fucks sake. I don't know if she wants children, I know I do, but not now. I've always pictured myself getting married in my thirties and then having kids. Does she even want to get married?

I heard the water from the shower turn on upstairs. I should go up there and talk to her, but my feet just wouldn't move. So I just sat there, staring at the television, but lost in my own thoughts.

Should we get married? I mean we're having a baby together. No. No. I won't marry her just because she is pregnant with my child. I want to marry her because I love her. Wait!? Is the baby even mine? I know she and her ex Max were physically together just days before we were. Did they use condoms? From how she described him I doubt he did, he's a sleaze. But I guess I'm not any better. I should have been extra cautious. Didn't I learn anything from the scare with Cara? Apparently not. But this isn't a scare with Alex, this is the real thing.

I'm. Going. To. Be. A. Dad.

She's. Going. To. Be. A. Mom.


Alex's POV

I was expecting to hear the slam of the front door but it never came. I let out a sigh of relief after a few minutes. So he didn't leave me- I mean us, he just needed time by himself. I could handle that. I took a shower to try and distract myself from everything going on. Once I was finished I pulled on a pair of yoga pants and an over-sized sweatshirt. I walked downstairs to find Harry sitting on the couch just staring blankly at the TV.

I walked into the kitchen, and found something to make for dinner. As I was busy making dinner I would periodically glance over at Harry, he was still just staring at the television, almost zombie like, lost in thought.

I was almost finished with dinner so I went over to him and asked him if he'd like something to drink. He shook his head no, so I returned to the kitchen. I got myself a glass of water and took a sip before speaking.

"I'm really getting tired of this silent treatment. I didn't do this on my own you know."

"I know."


I turned my back to him and finished making dinner. I heard the TV click off and expected Harry to come and join me in the kitchen, but when I turned around I saw Harry walking up the stairs, not turning back to look at me. I felt the familiar feeling of tears running down my face. I took another big gulp of the water before I began to silently sob.

After a few more sips of water I collected myself and walked upstairs. Harry was laying down on his side of the bed with his back to me. I went to my closet a slipped on a pair of uggs. I couldn't take the silence anymore so I walked over to stand in front of him and I just started yelling.

"Why won't you fucking talk to me! It's not my fault! I didn't do this on my own. I know you're scared, but I wish you would just speak to me. Are you mad at me?" I paused and looked at him. He was just staring straight ahead, casually blinking and not saying a damn word. "Harry?" I questioned, my voice was softer now. He didn't respond so I went back downstairs and walked out the front door and slammed it behind me. Hard. I didn't know where I was going, but it didn't matter. I needed to clear my head.

Harry's POV
Alex was yelling at me, but I didn't know what to say so I didn't say anything. I know I should be comforting her, but I was still in shock.

Alex had finished yelling at me and went downstairs the next thing I heard was the front door slamming. I knew I had fucked up big time and that I should have talked to her, but I was afraid I'd say the wrong thing. I probably should have gone after her but I didn't. I just laid there, tears stinging my eyes.


Alex's POV

It was a rather cold night in November. The cold air nipped my face, but in a weird way it felt refreshing.

I was walking for probably 10 minutes when I came across a park, I had passed it in the car plenty of times but I had never walked through it. I entered the park, it was empty. I guess that's to be expected at 8pm. I walked for a little while before I came across a pond, there was a bench right by it so I sat down. I looked over the pond, the moon was reflecting on it. The pond looked like glass; fragile, like it could be broken at any minute. I sat there for a while thinking over everything that happened.

I wanted to know what Harry was thinking. Was he thinking of a way to get out of this? I know we are young but I was up for it, there was no way that I would terminate this pregnancy. I wasn't very far along in my pregnancy but I was already attached to the little being inside of me. I know deep down that Harry would come around, he had to. The Harry tonight is not the man I know and love. He wouldn't just get rid of me because the going got tough. He proved that when I had ended things with him for that short period of time. He gave me my space then, and now it was my turn to give him the space he needed. We would get through this, I know we will. We had been through enough in the past few weeks, we would get over this hill too.

I took out my phone and checked the time, it was 8:53pm and I was getting tired. I sighed a deep sigh and made my way back home.

I got home and Harry was still laying with his back to me, I assumed he was asleep because he hadn't moved from his spot. I got into bed and laid down so my back was to him. I laid as close to the edge as possible, I didn't want to be near him but at the same time I did. I laid there for a few minutes before I felt movement on the other side of the bed.

I felt those familiar large hands wrap themselves around me and pulled me close. My body was filled with butterflies. I didn't resist him, I cuddled close, he entangled his fingers with mine and brought our hands to my chest. I felt his chin rest on my shoulder, I could feel his heart beating against my back and I could feel his cool breath on my cheek. He kissed my hair and took a deep breath. For the first time that day his actions spoke louder than his words ever could.

"I love you." Was all he said. I felt tears sting my eyes. I took a deep breath and cuddled closer to him. I brought his hands up to my mouth and kissed them.

"I love you."

I heard him sigh, and at that moment I felt both of our bodies relax. I laid there in the comfort of his arms for the first time in 41 days and fell sound asleep.

Notes

Let me know what you thought! Did Harry react the right way? Do you think everything between Alex and Harry will be okay? And who do you think is the father? Harry or Max? How do you think the media will react when they finally fins out?

What do you think is going to happen in the next chapter?

Also, I worked really hard on this chapter. I hope it comes across.

(Behind the scenes *if that makes sense*)
I've been waiting to put this chapter up for a while, I had most of it typed up already, but I changed some things. Originally Alex was supposed to have a miscarriage, but ideas change.


Random Fact of the Day-

I'm watching (well more like listening) to Dr. Phil. This old woman is getting scammed for money. How are people STILL getting catfished this day in age!? #cray lol.

Also, the song that was going through my mind throughout this chapter was Body Party by Ciara, it doesn't really relate to this chapter but I've got it stuck in my head.

Another random fact about myself....
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Peanut M&Ms are my favorite candy, what's yours?