One Night Stand {Harry Styles Fanfic} Editing!

Emily Carson, a normal 19yr old living in London. Having a wonderful life as an actress.. One night at her brothers birthday party she seems to meet a certain curly hair man (SPOILER HARRY STYLES). They end up hooking up with some unexpected issues. Will the two fall in love or fall down as the truth comes clean.


11. Telling Him

Emily's pov-


"Wait Anna, what if the test is wrong? Why don't we visit a doctor?" I questioned her.
   "Yeah, Maybe..lets go tomorrow" She answered.
    "How about today, I need to know!" I whispered yelled. She raised her eyebrow.
   "What about Harry, eh? Should we tell him?" 
   "Haha! NO! We need the real results before we tell him duh,"
  "Sorry Miss. Smart@ss!" She sassed. I snapped my fingers in a 'Z formation' We took one look at each other before cracking up. We heard heavy foot steps and turned around to see a tired looking Liam.
"Is everything okay here?" he asked. The test were still in front of us. His eyes widen.

"Tell me your not pregnant" He whispered the last part. I looked at Anna, he head to the ground.
I sighed. "We're going to a doctor now." I mumbled.
"I pray your not, Well i'm going back to sleep, bye girls" He turned around and walked away.
  "Lets go." I grabbed my car keys and we both headed out to my BMW. 

*************** At Doctors******************************(with the doctor).
"Emily?" Asked the doctor as he came in.
"Yes sir that's me." My body was heated as he looked at his papers one more time.
"Congratulations your pregnant." I felt like dying. ME.I'M.PREGNANT! WTF!. 
"Thank you." I answered calmly.

Anna could scene my anger  and he patted my thigh. We stood up shook his hand and walked to my car in silence. I gritted my teeth.
"You keeping the baby?" She asked. I sighed real loud.
   "Yes. I'm NOT going to murder my baby" 

(At Home) 

We walked in to the boys eating their breakfast. 
Liam quickly turned his attention to my, raised one eyebrow as a 'U preggers or....' I nodded and he shook his head and kept eating.
 "H-Harry" I asked. He looked up from his breakfast and came to me, 

"We need to talk." I pulled him into the kitchen.
"What is it honey?" He put his arms around my waist.

"Harry......I'm Pregnant." His hands quickly backfired away.
"WHAT!" I looked down.

"I need you to move out." He muttered. Tears well my eyes as I looked into his angry/confused/sad eyes. They didn't sparkle like normal. They faded.
"Why" I whispered."Don't you love me?," My voice grew louder and louder, " I thought you would love me if I wasn't pregnant but what?!?! Now that I'm going to be fatter, Now that a cute brown haired curly haired girl or boy may come in a few months you don't want me?!?! FINE I DON'T WANT YOU ANYWAYS! ME AND ANNA ARE MOVING OUT! I HOPE YOU ENJOYED LOSING YOU 'ONE LOVE' HAROLD EDWARD STYLES!'' I stomped out of the kitchen grabbed Anna's arm and we packed away locking the door as we packed.

He just lost Me, and I lost him, well I can still love my baby and Anna. *shrugs*




(Hey! Hope you liked the short chappy! I'm sorry I have some things to do today and I need to get them done. BYE!.) ~Mrs.Stylenson

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