Dirty Very Dirty I̲̅D̲̅ imagines
clean for al the Harry babes
POSITIVE!! How in the world…was it POSITIVE!!
“Oh my god..” you whispered to yourself. You just looked down at the smiley face on the stick. Smiley face ment positive..which ment you were pregnant. You took a shower and put on a pair of underwear and one of Harry’s t-shirts. You sat down on the couch. Harry had gone out for a run with Liam.
“I’m not ready for a baby.” you said to yourself. You started crying, not knowing how to tell Harry. When he walked through the door, at 8:35 P.M. He saw you on the couch.
“Hey babe, sorry we took so long. We stopped to get a bite to eat. I got you a sandwhich and some cheese curds.” he said, as he walked to the fridge, setting the bag of food on the table. He grabbed a water and looked over at you. You just sat there, looking straight forward. Starring off into space. Your knees were up to your chin and your shirt had creeped up your legs, showing your underwear, but you didn’t care. Harry made his way over to you, bending down and giving you a kiss on the lips.
“I’m gonna go shower.” he said, pulling away, then smiling at you. You grabbed his neck and pulled him into a hug.
“Uh..babe, I’m all sweaty. I don’t think..” he started saying. You tightened your grip on him, letting him know you didn’t care. A soft sob came out of your mouth and his grip on your waist tightened. He sat down on the couch, and pulled you onto his lap. His neck was all wet with his sweat but you didn’t care. You just needed his support right now. He put his big arms around your waist and pulled you in really close, burrying his face into your wet hair. You cried into his neck, for what seemed like forever. When you finally pulled away, Harry looked at you with confused eyes.
“Babe…whats wrong?” he asked, as he wiped your tears away.
“I…Just…Come with me.” you managed to say, while you stood up. You grabbed his hand and helped him off the couch. His body was extremely close to yours and he gave you another hug. You took his hand and led him upstairs to the bathroom.
“Just…don’t get mad…” you said, as you opened your bedroom door. He let go of your hand, and looked at you.
“What do you mean?” he asked, looking confused and concerned.
“Just…come here.” you said, taking his hand back in yours. You walked him into the bathroom and pointed into the sink. You had 3 pregnancy test in the sink and they were all positive. You looked down, releasing his hand from yours, as you waited for his reaction.
“You’re…pregnant? he said, looking at you with a look of anger on his face.
“Uh..yeah. I guess so…” you said, looking down at your feet. You walked out of the bathroom. You could tell he was beyond mad.
“I thought you were on the pill.” he said, raising his voice.
“I am…I thought you wore a condom.” you said back, getting a bit snappy.
“I did.” he said, looking at you with angry eyes.
“Did you do the test right?” he asked, looking at the instructions on the box.
“Harry, all you do is pee on the damn stick and wait for the results.” you said, getting extremely annoyed.
“Well, I was just asking ok.” he said, raising his voice again.
“Harry, I didn’t ask..for any of this to happen. Do you honestly think I’m ready for a baby?” you asked, getting teary eyed. He glared at you with those green eyes of his.
“Y/N, do you honestly think I’M READY FOR THIS! I HAVE MY WHOLE FUTURE AHEAD OF ME! I JUST STARTED MY CAREER. I CAN’T HAVE A BABY NOW!” he said.
“Harry, atleast you have your career started! I haven’t even gone to college yet! I’m 17 for god sakes. What the hell do you want me to do?” you said. You were both screaming now, which just made the whole situation worse.
“I THOUGHT YOU WERE PROTECTED!” He screamed at you.
“I WAS. I THOUGHT YOU WERE PROTECTED TOO! GOD. I’M SORRY I’M NOT THE PERFECT GIRLFRIEND YOU’RE LOOKING FOR AND I’M SORRY I GOT PREGNANT. I DIDN’T ASK FOR THIS HARRY!” You screamed at him.
“I’m not looking for a perfect girlfriend. I just…” he stopped, not knowing what to say.
“It’s just..this is every girls dream. To be pregnant with my baby.” he said, lowering his voice. You walked a little closer to him.
“Harry…those fans of yours. They say they love you. They may love you, but they will never love you the way I do. They don’t even know who you really are. They only know you as Harry Styles from One Direction, not just Harry Styles. Do you think, I honestly lied about being on the pill? Do you think I just wanted to say I’m having Harry Styles’ baby? Cause if that’s what your thinking, then…somethings wrong. Hell, if you don’t believe I’m on the damn thing, go look in the cabinet where all the medicine is. I garentee they are in there.” you said, tears falling out of your eyes. He looked at you, angry.
“I…I need to just…get out of this house.” he said, going downstairs, leaving you in the bedroom. You heard the door slam shut. You laid down on the bed and cried.
(Harry’s POV)
She’s pregnant. What the hell. I wore a condom. She’s on the pill…or so she says. I couldn’t understand what happened. I parked my car outside Louis’ apartment building and went up to his room. I knocked on the door, and Hannah, his girlfriend, opened the door.
“Hey Hazza!!” she said, giving me a hug and welcoming me in.
“Hey. Where’s Louis?” I asked. I just needed to talk to my best friend.
“In his room.” she said. I made my way up the stairs. I opened the door, and Lou was on the bed, on his laptop.
“Hey mate. What’s up?” he asked, as he closed his laptop and set it down. I sat next to him on his bed, and just looked down at my feet.
“Y/N’s…pregnant…” I said, looking at him. His face was completely blank. He didn’t know what to say. I looked back down at my feet, and waited for him to say something. Hannah walked in as we sat there in silence.
“Do you guy…” she started saying.
“Uh..Babe, give us a few minutes okay. I’ll be downstairs in a minute.” he said. She gave him a weird look, but didn’t question him. I looked back up at Lou when she was gone.
“Are…you sure?” he asked, looking at me concerned.
“Yeah.” I said.
“She…she hasn't even had the chance to start her life or anything. I yelled at her cause..I don’t know. I was shocked and angry. It’s not like it’s her falt. She didn’t ask fo this to happen. She didn’t get herself pregnant…I feel bad.” I finally said, looking into my best friends eyes.
“Then get your ass home and talk to her. I’m sure she’s crying her eyes out. And I’m sure she just needs you to hold her and tell her everything will be okay mate. I know how emotional she is and so do you. Get home and talk to her.” he said, standing up. He grabbed my arm, making me stand up with him.
“Okay…” I said, grabbing my keys out of my pocket.
“And hey…” he said, before I went out the door.
“Yea?” I said, turning around.
“Do not yell at her. Talk to her normal about this. The last thing she needs is to be screamed at.” he said, looking at me with serious eyes.
“Alright.” I said, heading out to my car. I was finally cooled down. I felt so bad about screaming at her and I had to fix this.
(Your POV)
He was so mad. I couldn’t understand what I did. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I sat on my bed, and looked out the window as I wiped my tears away. Why couldn’t he just be here with me? Hold me…tell me everything would be okay? My thoughts were interrupted by hearing the door downstairs open. I didn’t bother looking up. I just sat there with my head down. I didn’t know how things were gonna end up going. I heard his footsteps come up the stairs. I let my hair cover up my face so he couldn’t see I had been crying. I felt the bed sink a little as he sat down next to me. I could feel his eyes on me. He moved closer so he was literally, sitting right next to me so there was no gap inbetween us. He put one hand on my back and used the other to put the hair behind my ear. He could tell I had been crying. He wiped the water stains off my cheek and tilted my chin up so I could face him. I really didn’t want to look at his eyes, but he gave me no choice.
“Harry…I’m..” I started to say. He put his index finger up to my lips, motioning me to be quiet.
“Shh.” he said, as he laid down pulling my down with him. He put his arm around me and held me close. He placed the other hand on my tummy.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell. I didn’t mean anything I said either. I love you.” he said, giving me a kiss on the forehead.
“I love you too.” I said, burrying my face into his neck. We laid there of the rest of the night, and cuddled, putting the entire fight behind us.
9 Months later, you and Harry have a beautiful, green eyed baby girl, with brown curly hair. Her name is Darcy, and the three of you couldn’t be a happier family. <3 :)
“Oh my god..” you whispered to yourself. You just looked down at the smiley face on the stick. Smiley face ment positive..which ment you were pregnant. You took a shower and put on a pair of underwear and one of Harry’s t-shirts. You sat down on the couch. Harry had gone out for a run with Liam.
“I’m not ready for a baby.” you said to yourself. You started crying, not knowing how to tell Harry. When he walked through the door, at 8:35 P.M. He saw you on the couch.
“Hey babe, sorry we took so long. We stopped to get a bite to eat. I got you a sandwhich and some cheese curds.” he said, as he walked to the fridge, setting the bag of food on the table. He grabbed a water and looked over at you. You just sat there, looking straight forward. Starring off into space. Your knees were up to your chin and your shirt had creeped up your legs, showing your underwear, but you didn’t care. Harry made his way over to you, bending down and giving you a kiss on the lips.
“I’m gonna go shower.” he said, pulling away, then smiling at you. You grabbed his neck and pulled him into a hug.
“Uh..babe, I’m all sweaty. I don’t think..” he started saying. You tightened your grip on him, letting him know you didn’t care. A soft sob came out of your mouth and his grip on your waist tightened. He sat down on the couch, and pulled you onto his lap. His neck was all wet with his sweat but you didn’t care. You just needed his support right now. He put his big arms around your waist and pulled you in really close, burrying his face into your wet hair. You cried into his neck, for what seemed like forever. When you finally pulled away, Harry looked at you with confused eyes.
“Babe…whats wrong?” he asked, as he wiped your tears away.
“I…Just…Come with me.” you managed to say, while you stood up. You grabbed his hand and helped him off the couch. His body was extremely close to yours and he gave you another hug. You took his hand and led him upstairs to the bathroom.
“Just…don’t get mad…” you said, as you opened your bedroom door. He let go of your hand, and looked at you.
“What do you mean?” he asked, looking confused and concerned.
“Just…come here.” you said, taking his hand back in yours. You walked him into the bathroom and pointed into the sink. You had 3 pregnancy test in the sink and they were all positive. You looked down, releasing his hand from yours, as you waited for his reaction.
“You’re…pregnant? he said, looking at you with a look of anger on his face.
“Uh..yeah. I guess so…” you said, looking down at your feet. You walked out of the bathroom. You could tell he was beyond mad.
“I thought you were on the pill.” he said, raising his voice.
“I am…I thought you wore a condom.” you said back, getting a bit snappy.
“I did.” he said, looking at you with angry eyes.
“Did you do the test right?” he asked, looking at the instructions on the box.
“Harry, all you do is pee on the damn stick and wait for the results.” you said, getting extremely annoyed.
“Well, I was just asking ok.” he said, raising his voice again.
“Harry, I didn’t ask..for any of this to happen. Do you honestly think I’m ready for a baby?” you asked, getting teary eyed. He glared at you with those green eyes of his.
“Y/N, do you honestly think I’M READY FOR THIS! I HAVE MY WHOLE FUTURE AHEAD OF ME! I JUST STARTED MY CAREER. I CAN’T HAVE A BABY NOW!” he said.
“Harry, atleast you have your career started! I haven’t even gone to college yet! I’m 17 for god sakes. What the hell do you want me to do?” you said. You were both screaming now, which just made the whole situation worse.
“I THOUGHT YOU WERE PROTECTED!” He screamed at you.
“I WAS. I THOUGHT YOU WERE PROTECTED TOO! GOD. I’M SORRY I’M NOT THE PERFECT GIRLFRIEND YOU’RE LOOKING FOR AND I’M SORRY I GOT PREGNANT. I DIDN’T ASK FOR THIS HARRY!” You screamed at him.
“I’m not looking for a perfect girlfriend. I just…” he stopped, not knowing what to say.
“It’s just..this is every girls dream. To be pregnant with my baby.” he said, lowering his voice. You walked a little closer to him.
“Harry…those fans of yours. They say they love you. They may love you, but they will never love you the way I do. They don’t even know who you really are. They only know you as Harry Styles from One Direction, not just Harry Styles. Do you think, I honestly lied about being on the pill? Do you think I just wanted to say I’m having Harry Styles’ baby? Cause if that’s what your thinking, then…somethings wrong. Hell, if you don’t believe I’m on the damn thing, go look in the cabinet where all the medicine is. I garentee they are in there.” you said, tears falling out of your eyes. He looked at you, angry.
“I…I need to just…get out of this house.” he said, going downstairs, leaving you in the bedroom. You heard the door slam shut. You laid down on the bed and cried.
(Harry’s POV)
She’s pregnant. What the hell. I wore a condom. She’s on the pill…or so she says. I couldn’t understand what happened. I parked my car outside Louis’ apartment building and went up to his room. I knocked on the door, and Hannah, his girlfriend, opened the door.
“Hey Hazza!!” she said, giving me a hug and welcoming me in.
“Hey. Where’s Louis?” I asked. I just needed to talk to my best friend.
“In his room.” she said. I made my way up the stairs. I opened the door, and Lou was on the bed, on his laptop.
“Hey mate. What’s up?” he asked, as he closed his laptop and set it down. I sat next to him on his bed, and just looked down at my feet.
“Y/N’s…pregnant…” I said, looking at him. His face was completely blank. He didn’t know what to say. I looked back down at my feet, and waited for him to say something. Hannah walked in as we sat there in silence.
“Do you guy…” she started saying.
“Uh..Babe, give us a few minutes okay. I’ll be downstairs in a minute.” he said. She gave him a weird look, but didn’t question him. I looked back up at Lou when she was gone.
“Are…you sure?” he asked, looking at me concerned.
“Yeah.” I said.
“She…she hasn't even had the chance to start her life or anything. I yelled at her cause..I don’t know. I was shocked and angry. It’s not like it’s her falt. She didn’t ask fo this to happen. She didn’t get herself pregnant…I feel bad.” I finally said, looking into my best friends eyes.
“Then get your ass home and talk to her. I’m sure she’s crying her eyes out. And I’m sure she just needs you to hold her and tell her everything will be okay mate. I know how emotional she is and so do you. Get home and talk to her.” he said, standing up. He grabbed my arm, making me stand up with him.
“Okay…” I said, grabbing my keys out of my pocket.
“And hey…” he said, before I went out the door.
“Yea?” I said, turning around.
“Do not yell at her. Talk to her normal about this. The last thing she needs is to be screamed at.” he said, looking at me with serious eyes.
“Alright.” I said, heading out to my car. I was finally cooled down. I felt so bad about screaming at her and I had to fix this.
(Your POV)
He was so mad. I couldn’t understand what I did. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I sat on my bed, and looked out the window as I wiped my tears away. Why couldn’t he just be here with me? Hold me…tell me everything would be okay? My thoughts were interrupted by hearing the door downstairs open. I didn’t bother looking up. I just sat there with my head down. I didn’t know how things were gonna end up going. I heard his footsteps come up the stairs. I let my hair cover up my face so he couldn’t see I had been crying. I felt the bed sink a little as he sat down next to me. I could feel his eyes on me. He moved closer so he was literally, sitting right next to me so there was no gap inbetween us. He put one hand on my back and used the other to put the hair behind my ear. He could tell I had been crying. He wiped the water stains off my cheek and tilted my chin up so I could face him. I really didn’t want to look at his eyes, but he gave me no choice.
“Harry…I’m..” I started to say. He put his index finger up to my lips, motioning me to be quiet.
“Shh.” he said, as he laid down pulling my down with him. He put his arm around me and held me close. He placed the other hand on my tummy.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell. I didn’t mean anything I said either. I love you.” he said, giving me a kiss on the forehead.
“I love you too.” I said, burrying my face into his neck. We laid there of the rest of the night, and cuddled, putting the entire fight behind us.
9 Months later, you and Harry have a beautiful, green eyed baby girl, with brown curly hair. Her name is Darcy, and the three of you couldn’t be a happier family. <3 :)
Guys everybody wants Harry so gonna write two for all the 1 clean 1 dirty then gonna stop with and do the other boys too
12/17/13