Pregnant with Harry styles baby

Taylor's POV
Why me?
What have I ever done to deserve this?I think as I look down at the small,little stick in my left hand.
Two lines...
Can only mean one thing...
Im pregnant.

"Taylor you okay in there you seem to be taking forever" My bestfriend Demi shouted from my bedroom.

I got so caught up in the moment that I had forgotten she was through there.I walked out into the room to see her sitting on the edge of my bed.Her head shot into my direction as soon as I walked Into the room with the dreaded stick still in my hand.

"So what does it say?"

I handed her her the stick without speaking a word as she looked down and her face turned into complete shock.Without either of us saying anything she looked at me with a huge grin on her face and stood up to squeeze me with her big,tight arms.
As I hugged her back a warm tear rolled down my cheek and onto her shoulder.

"I think it's time we get Intouch with the dad don't you?"

I sighed and looked at her with dreaded eyes.I really didn't want to do it but it was something that had to be done.I picked up my phone and dialed the number I never thought I would of had to dial again...ever.

It just kept ringing and ringing but before I could back out and give up the ringing stopped and a very deep voice spoke to me down the phone.

"Hello?"
"Ermm hello Harry it's me Taylor I was just wondering if you were free anytime this afternoon maybe around 4ish?"
"Erggg yeah it suppose I am why?"
"It's just I really really reallly need to speak to you about something"
"Yeah course I'll meet you at the cafe next to the cinemas just after 4"
"Yeah sounds good I'll see you then Harry"
"Bye Taylor"

I just hung up the phone I couldn't even say bye I was thinking too much about 4 o clock and what I was going to say.I mean how do you tell someone you've only ever met once that there going to be the father of your child.

Guess well just have to wait and see what he says.....

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