3. im glad
Roxanne and Lila were completely supportive of me and decided they were going to go to my ultrasounds. I was almost 2 months pregnant and almost showing. I didn’t need harry noticing my stomach, so I went shopping with Lila to buy loose clothes. I hoped that people would think I was getting fat. Roxanne told me that I was going to need maternity clothes; I knew I was going to be uncomfortable for the next 8 months. Lila then asked me what I was going to tell my parents. I didn’t think about that, what I was going to tell my parents when they start receiving bills from the clinic and noticing that my stomach was getting bigger. I was officially scared and didn’t know if they would kick me out. Where would I even go?
When I got home I had a lot of bags to take up to my room. I needed someone to help me take my bags to my room, luckily I saw my mom cooking and I called her. I told her my back was hurting from my backpack and she helped me. But when I got to my room she asked me why I had maternity clothes. I had 2 options, 1: lie to her and let her find out I was pregnant from someone else or 2: tell her now deal with the yelling and crying. I sat down on my bed and told her we needed to talk. “Isn’t that how parents start conversations with their kids” she joked. “Mom I don’t know how I’m going to tell you?” “Your scaring me rose”.” Mom I’m scared I don’t think I can do this.” “Do what rose?” “I’m pregnant mom” her face was surprised, sad, and scared.
She left my room and I didn’t see her for the rest of the night. I wanted to cry, did I just lose my mother? I hate being pregnant, my emotions were everywhere. I wanted to cry 89% of the time, and I didn’t know who else to talk to. I don’t think I will make through the whole 9 months. I needed to tell harry maybe he would be supportive, it is his baby. If he doesn’t care about the baby at least he knows.
The next day I told Lila and Roxanne about my plan to tell harry. Roxanne thought it might be a good idea, but first what would I even say. I went to class as if my day was going just fine, until I passed by Harry’s locker. He was talking to Liam and Niall, I thought hard about going over to him. And I decided I wasn’t doing it for myself it was for the baby. I walked over to his locker and they all looked at me in a weird way. “I have to talk to you.” I said. “Okay well whatever you need to say, you can say in front of them.” I wasn’t backing out now. “I’m pregnant and its yours.” I didn’t want to hear what he had to say, I was scared he might say something rude or hit me.
He ran after me even though I hadn’t gone far. “How far along are you?” he asked “I’m almost 2 months”. “Are you going to keep it?” “Yes.” I responded without hesitating. “Are you going to be there for the baby or are you going to pretend it doesn’t exist?” he didn’t answer for a while. “I’m going to be there for the baby and you until he or she is born.” I didn’t care if he was there for me but I was glad he said he was going to be here for the baby.