I woke up at 6:30 and was sick again, I made sure I didn’t wake Harry. There was a strange feeling in my stomach that this wasn’t food poisoning, something else, or possibly someone.
I scrolled through my twitter and read all the comments. ‘Bitch Die, Harry doesn’t love you!’ or ‘No one likes you!’ and ‘I liked Taylor more than u, go die.’ I choked back my tears and saw Harry slowly wake up.

‘Baby, what’s wrong?’ he asked, his face was concerned, he got up off the mattress he was sleeping on (which was on the floor, don’t forget my family didn’t know we were an item yet) and sat on my bed, cuddling me close. I showed him my phone.

‘Just ignore them. I love you and that’s all that matters.’ he said. I was shocked Harry reacted this way, I thought he would be one to flip out and tweet that the fans should leave me alone, but he didn’t.

I nodded my head and got up off the bed, I was pulled in for a hug by Harry and then we walked hand in hand down the stairs.

If my family were going to find out it would be through twitter, so I thought I might as well tell them by now.

‘Mum.’ I said, walking into the kitchen (the radio was on and heart.fm was blasting out), she turned around with a confused look on her face when she saw us holding hands.
‘I thought you two were together.’ She said, pulling me and Harry in for a hug, we looked at eachother smiling.

‘Its so obvious! The way you look at eachother and the way he looked at you when I said he had to sleep on the floor.’ she continued.

‘You read my mind Mum, I was literally about to tell you.’ I replied. ‘Also don’t think that I haven’t got twitter, I watch your every move my dear.’ she chuckled.

I stared at her in shock, my Mum has twitter. Oh well.

‘You were gonna find out one way or another.’ Harry said. I giggled at him. ‘What was so funny?’ he asked while jabbing my waist.

‘You said One way or another… Ya know One way or another, I’m gonna find ya, I’m gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha…’ I began to sing.

Harry and my Mum began to laugh at me like hiyenas because of my weird dancing.

‘Well at least I can dance, I’m not the weirdo from that band that does that does this.’ I imitated the One Direction side step hand sway move. And Harry joined in.

‘I think you’ll find I can dance!’ He yelled, whilst pulling my waist towards him and spinning me around.

My Mum walked out of the room, and me and Harry began to dance together, a slow song (I will always love you by Whitney Houston, how very ironic) came on the radio and Harry put his arms around my waist and I put my hands around his neck, we began to dance slowly to the music.

‘Ok, maybe you can dance.’ I smiled. Harry grinned, he pulled me closer into him, he began to sing along. ‘I will always love you..’ I loved hearing him sing, I decided to sing back to him.

‘You have a beautiful voice Kate.’ he said, nobody had ever told me that before, I had sung at my dance show before but nobody had ever said my voice was beautiful, and for it to have come from Harry’s mouth made it even more special. I blushed slightly.

‘You have a nicer voice than me.’ he continued. ‘No I don’t, you’re a singer in a band Harry, you have a nicer voice.’ I replied, Harry simply shook his head and said ‘No, just no.’

The song finally finished and I was released from Harry’s grip, we made our way into the dining room for breakfast.

‘You were right Mum, I guess we owe you £5 each.’ Joe said as me and Harry walked in holding hands.

‘Right about what?’ I asked. ‘That you two were gonna, get it on.’ Joe winked at me. My mum hit Joe with the dishtowel and said ‘Joe don’t be so rude.’

Zoe then walked in wearing her onesie and sat down at the table, with bright red eyes.
‘Zo, what’s wrong?’ I asked her. She shook her head.

‘Adam dumped me, through text, I hate him!’ she said. We all shot her a sorry look.
‘Oh, don’t worry Zo, you’ll get over it, I met him and thought he was a dickhead anyway.’ I said. She simply nodded her head.

Breakfast went quite fast and we went to get ready. Harry was going out with Joe and Dad for a few hours to get some things to fix the garden shed with and also some pipes for the slowly dying toilet they had downstairs.

I decided it was a good Idea to go to the local pharmacy and get myself a much needed… Pregnancy test.

After going to the pharmacy I went back home and went upstairs to the bathroom, mum and Zoe had gone out so I was home alone.

Positive, I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I couldn’t get my head around the fact that I was pregnant, there was no way it was Harry’s because we hadn’t had sex, so it must have been Jacks, I was only 2 weeks pregnant and me and Jack split up 1 week and a half ago. I remembered that me and Jack had had sex the night before I kissed Harry, and we were very drunk, I guess protection wasn’t on our mind at the time.

I decided it was best not to tell anyone, I wasn’t keeping it, and I was going to the doctors to book an appointment right away.

I was given an appointment for the same day, and it was now all over and done with, I was petrified when I went into the room but I’m ok now, I just had to cover my tracks and make sure no one found out.

Notes

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