Moments Of Impact

-Sequel to Wanna Be Loved. Read that one first.

Hey my name is Haley. In the past year I have gotten over the fact that my daddy died. Quit smoking and doing drugs, and most importantly fallen completely in love with Harry Styles. We are married now, and things are going great. But will they stay that way? Read Moments Of Impact, the sequel to Wanna Be Loved to find out if things remain the same? Or if they take a drastic turn for the worse.
-Haley Marie Styles<3


14. chapter fourteen.


     It's been about two weeks since out last doctors appointment. I am not nine weeks pregnant, and I am already completely sick of it. If I'm not running to the bathroom to puke my guts up, I am running to the bathroom because I am about to pee my self. I woke up feeling okay and walked into the kitchen to find Harry and Louis sitting at the table talking. "Morning, baby." Harry says, smiling at me. "Morning." I smile and walk to the counter and eat a piece of bacon. "Well Good Morning to you too, Haley." Louis smarts off with his sassy butt. "Morning Lou." I laugh and sit down next to Harry, continuing to eat my bacon. You know those occasional times when your pregnant and you think your just about over morning sickness, but it just comes back to bite you in the butt right when you least expect it. Well yea, that was now. I dropped my bacon and ran to the bathroom. "Haley." Harry yelled and ran behind me. He pulled my hair up in a hair bow and rubbed my back. "Shut the door." I mumbled before flushing the toilet. He walked to the door and closed it before coming back to sit beside me. "I thought we were through with this." Harry laughed rubbing the hair on the top of my head. "Me too." I laugh and bury my head in his chest. "Are you going to be okay?" "Yea, I feel fine now. Besides being a little tiered." "What do you want me to tell Louis?" "I don't know. Should we tell him? I mean, he is going to find out soon enough, Harry. I'm starting to show a little." "Okay. I'll wait for you to come and then we will tell him." He says standing up and walking out the door. I get up a little later and walk to the mirror. I am always looking at the size of my waist. After a few minutes I walk out and sit back at the table beside Harry and across from Louis. "Louis, we need to tell you something." Harry speaks up a couple moments later, grabbing my hand under the table. I pull it up to where it is resting right beneath my small belly. "Okay. Get on with it." Louis says and then I look at Harry and take a deep breath. "Louis, I'm pregnant."

     His eyes widen and his lips curl up into a smile. "Your kidding." He says and Harry shakes his head, a smile appearing on his face," No, really Lou. Were having a baby." "Since when?" "About nine weeks ago." I pipe in the conversation. "That was after the-" he trails off but he knew we knew what he meant, the party. "The day after when I came home to get some clothes." I say nodding. "Wow," Louis says looking down, then his head shoots back up and he says,"I'm going to be an uncle." I start laughing,"Uncle Louis." Harry joins in laughing and then after a couple minutes I add," But please don't tell anyone, Lou. Besides you only Zayn and Perrie know, and that is because I was with them when I found out." "I won't I promise." "When are we going to tell everyone?" Harry asks removing his hand from mine and placing it on my belly. I sit back in my chair and place y hand on top of his. "I don't know. Soon I guess, its becoming a little harder to keep a secret." I laugh and Harry kisses my forehead, moving down to my lips, then my chin and on down to my collarbone. 



     Later I figured out that the boys were going on tour in a month. I tried to stay strong but my head was filled with  the thoughts that held my brain hostage over a year ago. Harry was not going to be here. I would be alone. I climbed into bed that night, completely silent. "Are you okay?" Harry asked wrapping his arm around me. I was sitting with my knees brought up to my chest. I didn't speak. I didn't know what to say. "Haley, whats wrong? Do you feel okay? Do we need to go to the doctor? Please talk to me." Harry spoke quickly, panicking. "I'm fine." I mumble under my breath. "Are you sure?" Harry asks again, he had been very protective over me the past few weeks. I shake my head slowly, and he pulls me into him. "Tell me, baby I can't help you if I don't know whats wrong with you." "I'm scared." I whisper into his chest, tears beginning to fog up my eyes. "What are you scared of?" "Being alone." "What are you talking about?" "The tour, Harry, your leaving me." "I was planning on you coming with us, I can't leave my pregnant wife to fend for herself." Harry says pulling away and looking into my eyes. "Harry, what if I can't fly?" "Then I'll call off the tour for a little while. I'm not going to leave you alone." "Harry, you can't do that. What about the fans?" "The will be fine-" he pauses for a minute then starts laughing. "Wait, is this a mood swing?" I look at him like he is crazy, which causes him to laugh at me more. "It's not funny Harry." I say then playfully hit him on his thigh. "Oh, come on. You know its kind of funny." He says and then I start laughing to. After a while we both quit laughing and slowly fall asleep. 

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