Teenage Dirtbag (not famous)

Diana has lived in many different homes. Her dad is in the army and they always have to from place to place. It's hard on Diana because she doesn't make many friends. All she wants to do is live a normal life...


33. It's official

Diana's POV


~2 months later~



It's official. I'm pregnant. I have mixed emotions about it. One, I'm 18 and I still feel like its to young. Two, I want to have a baby. I always have...just not this young. But it is what it is.


I haven't told Scarlett or my mom. To be honest, I'm kind of scared. By the looks of it, so is Harry. Speaking of Harry, he has been acting very weird lately. For example, ever since I knew for sure that I was pregnant he has been acting like I'm little kid or that I'm hurt or some shit. It's quite annoying.


Harry is also being really overprotective too. Which I mean, I can understand that but really come on. He won't even let me go outside. And being in the penthouse, is making me a bit stir crazy. I need fresh air. I need to get out. Something.


"How are you, love." Harry asked interrupting my thoughts.

"I'm fine." I rolled my eyes. As we are watching the tv, Corey's picture pops up. My heart stopped and my stomach turned. What if he is coming to get us? Did he break out of jail? If he did then how is it coming all the way from London to New York? I looked over at Harry and he looked like he wasn't breathing or blinking. "Babe." I waved my hand over his face. He flinched and jumped up from the sofa and ran upstairs. I looked back at the tv and sure enough, he broke out of jail and came here to New York. How? You may ask. I have no idea.

"Harry!" I called after him. "What are you doing?" I followed him upstairs.

"We have to get to Paul's. Hopefully He won't find us there." He said pulling out bags and throwing them on the bed. "Pack some clothes just for awhile." I nodded and throw some random things in there. Well on the bright side, at least I will get out of this penthouse.



Harry knocked on Paul's door and waited. He knocked again.

"I'm coming!" Paul shouted. He unlocked the door and saw us standing there. "What's going on?"

"Corey broke out of prison so I was hoping that we could stay here for a bit." Harry asked calmly

"Yeah sure. Come on in." Paul said waving us in.



Harry and I were laying on the sofa, watching the news just incase. Paul is already asleep so it's just Harry and me. Harry was sitting on the other end of the sofa. It's like Harry's scared to touch me. I slid over next to Harry and laid my head on his chest. He tensed up. Wow that hurt.

"What's wrong with you?" I snapped

"N-nothing." He lied.

"Harry, you are lying." I said throw my teeth. "What's wrong? Are you afraid of me? Are you afraid that you will hurt me?" I hesitated "Do you not love me anymore?"

"What? I love you to pieces." he said 

"Then why are you acting like this?" I asked getting more mad now

"Ok fine. I'm afraid that I'll hurt you. I know it sounds silly but it's true." He said putting his head in his hands. I put my hand on his back and started rubbing.

"You don't have to but afraid. Honestly I'm scared too." I whispered "But seriously, can you please stop acting like this."

"Ok. I'm sorry." he looked me in the eyes "I love you Diana." he leaned in was about to kiss me until we heard a loud bang from upstairs. Harry and I looked at each other wide eyed.


I think Corey's up there. 

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