Over My Head (Harry Styles Fanfic)

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  • Published: 2 Apr 2013
  • Updated: 2 Sep 2013
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When Shelby is sick of her abusive boyfriend, she decides to leave. She gets closer to her 18 year old best friend, Harry Styles and he teaches her the way love should be and the way she should be treated. But when the boyfriend finds out that she's cheating on him...


27. Chapter 25



I layed on the bed thinking of the woman laying next to me. Her breathing pattern was sharp and uneasy. Obviously she ws dreaming of something unpleasant. I watched her stomach, now holding a baby because of me and my stupidity. Of course, now we were engaged so it was a mixed blessing.

She mumled a few words in her sleep, her nervous habit during a dream. I had a few recordings of literally conversations she had with me in her sleep. It was pretty R rated.


"Baby," I said as I tried to shake her awake. "Wake up." I re-adjusted the blankets as she woke up.

"You always wake me up when the dream is getting better." She complained.

"Sorry." I chuckled under my breath.

"Harry, I'm really cold." She said as she snuggled closer to me. My fingers played with her hair as she breathed into my chest.

"I'll keep you warm." I whispered to her. She smiled and rested her head on my chest.

"I know." She said as she played with her ring.

"It looks great on your finger." I said.

"Thanks." She simply replied as her eyes fluttered closed. I rested my hand on her back as I tried to fall asleep, finally succeeding a minute later.



The next morning I woke up alone. I pulled a blanket around my lower half and walked downstairs, just in case someone was home other than Shelby.

"Shelby?" I called as I walked around searching for her. My eyes fell on a small body, sipping a cup of tea and reading a book. Her eyes looked over the top of her cup as I walked in. She waved with one hand, her other keeping a book open. I could really tell she was pregnant when she got up. Her hand rested on her stomach as she put her dishes in the washer.

"Just look at me." She sighed as she came and sat o my lap.

"You're lovely." I said asI placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

"We haven't even thought of a name, Harry."

"I'm horrible in that area." I simply stated.

"How about Dominic?" She asked, a little excitement in her voice.

"Sure." I said rubbing the back of my neck.

"You don't like it." She said, a little disappointed.

"No, no, Baby, I like it." I said.

"No you don't! Don't lie to me, Harry Edward Styles."

"I hate it when you do that. I like the name, really." I said as I made sure she stayed on my lap.

"Lemme up." She complained.

"Not until you kiss me." I said with a smirk. She placed a sloppy kiss on my lips. I let go of her arms.

"Love you." She said.

"Love you too." I called before she left the room.







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