I Just Want to be Loved *Completed*

When Brittany's mum get's remarried, she got a surprises when she finds out who her new step brothers are. When she starts living with one of them and his friends, and starts 'dating' one of them, she starts to question herself. Was her life to complicated? What's going to happen when her past catches up with her? Will Louis ever tell her his secret? Are one of the boys going to fall for her? What will Liam do when she becomes known as 'Mummy Direction'? And most importantly, will the boys be understanding about her past and help her in the future?


48. A Not So Awkward Conversation

"Okay, well, one is that you can't get pregnant again."

"Nine more good reasons," I stated.

"And you'll say yes?" Harry asked.

"Possibly. Now nine more reasons or benefits."

"Okay, two, sex is fun. Three, it makes giving birth less painful. Four, apparently having sex while pregnant is awesome. Five, apparently having sex with a pregnant girl is awesome. Six, we would't have to use a condom. Seven, we can have sex whenever we want. Eight, immmmmm," Harry muttered as he racked his brain for more reasons. "I won't have to look like a man whore going into a hotel with a girl. Nine, no one would suspect that we were sleeping together. And ten, it would bring us closer as friends." Harry had a triumphet smile on his face when he stopped talking.

I gave him a slow clap and said, "I'm impressed Styles. I didn't think that you could do it."

"So, what's your answer?"

"Well, it depends."

"On what?"

"Well, first of all, if I said yes, there would have to be some rules."

"Like what?"

"Well, no one could ever know."

"Obviously," Harry said to me like I was stupid.

"You know what, strike that. If I say yes and we become Fuck Buddies, I want you to tell Louis. But I want you to tell him while I'm in labor."

"Why then?"

"Because he can't get made at me then. Also, he's going to be to distracted by me giving birth to really understand what you're saying, and when he does, there will be a baby in his arms so he won't be able to do anything about it."

"Okay, anything else?"

"There are some things that you don't know about me, and if this happens, you will find out and you can't freak out or try to do anything about it."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm not going to tell you. You'll see it and know what it is, but I won't talk to you about it."

"Okay, so, once again, anything else?"

"It all stops after the babies are born."

"Well duh! You and Louis will be engaged then and-." I cut him off.

"Louis and I aren't ever going to be engaged."

Harry smiled creepily before answering. "Yes, you are. The lads and I have came up with a full proof way of making you say yes."

I got a semi-evil idea. "Lets make a deal."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll agree to being Fuck Buddies if you tell me the amazing way that Louis is going to propose."

Harrys eyes widened. "Why would you do that to me?"

"Oh, so what are you going to choose? Getting laid whenever you want for the next fourish months, or keeping a secret?"

"You little bitch," Harry said and then brought his face so close to mine that our noses touched. "He's asking you at Disney World." Then he kissed me.

When the kiss deepened, Harry lost his shirt and mine was soon to follow. When we broke apart, I looked Harry up and down and he did the same to me.

"Brittany! What the fuck!"

"I said that there were things that you didn't know about me, and we're not going to talk about it."

"No, we are," he stated.

"No, we aren't."

"Britt, I know what those marks are. I've seen enough of fans scars to know how you get them."

"And we had an agreement, now lets stop talking about it okay? Let's just go and get back to what we were just doing."

"As much as I would love too, we have more important things to discuss."

"I've already gotten help. I went to a clinic for a week. Now can we stop talking about it?"

"As long as you promise not to do it again."

"No one can make that promise, but I will try my hardest."

"Is that the best answer I'm going to get out of you?" Harry asked and I nodded slowly. "Well you better not." Then he brought his mouth to mine.











"I feel like this should be awkward," I muttered to Harry as I laid on the couch in front of him.

"But it isn't," Harry said.

"I know, that's why this feels weird."

"Wanna make me a sandwich?"

"Fuck no, you should make me one," I replied.

"And why would that be?"

"Well, umm, I pregnant and I don't have to do anything. So, wanna make me a sandwich?"

"Ugggg, fine," Harry said and sat up.

As he made his way over to the kitchen I asked, "Are you going to put on clothes?"

"Haven't decided yet. But what type of sandwich to you want?"

"Whatever type you're making for yourself." I reached over and grabbed the blanket from the end of the couch and wrapped it around myself. "I'm going to go and take a shower."

"Okay," Harry said. As I walked down the steps, I heard him add, "Call if you get lonely."












Fifteen minutes later, Harry and I were sitting on the couch eating ham and cheese sandwiches.

"So," Harry started, "What are you still doing here?"

"What do you mean?" I asked in confusion.

"Well, when you had sex with Louis, you ran off."

"Things were different when I did it with him."


"First of all, we didn't plan it all out and decide to be Fuck Buddies. Secondly, I, immmmm, I, well I, ummm-." Harry cut me off.

"You like Louis!" 

"Shhhhhhh," I shushed and put my hand over his mouth.

"There's no one here to hear us," he told me into my hand.

I removed my hand from his mouth and said, "In case you forgot, your child is down stairs sleeping."

"That doesn't matter right now. What matters is that you like Louis."

"You have to promise not to tell anyone. If you do, there will suddenly be only four members of One Direction."

"Is that a death threat?" Harry asked in fake shock.

"No it is not. It is more like a promise."

"Okay, I won't tell him."


"But I just want to point something out."


"Well, you like Louis. Louis likes you. You're having Louis baby. He keeps proposing to you. He's going to keep proposing until you say yes. If you just said yes, you could save Louis a lot of time and effort trying to come up with different ways to propose. And, if you said yes, you could be happy with Louis for the rest of your life."

"You seem to have put a lot of thought into that."

"Well, I just want two of my best friends to be happy."

"I'm one of your best friends?" 

"Of course! Am I one of yours?"

"Yes Harry, you are."

"Good, now lets talk about how I'm going to tell Louis."

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