isn't she lovely

This story is originally wrote by Emmylou_lou on wattpad
Samantha Evans was just an average 16 year old girl living out her teen years with her best friend Harry styles by her side. But that all begins to change when Harry leaves to audition for the X-Factor and Sam finds out she's pregnant... with his baby. What happens when Harry comes home 3 years later to find out he has a daughter? How does the media handle the scandalous news? And how do Louis and Eleanor fit into this mess?
In a story of love, tragedy and heartbreak, can one little girl piece together broken bonds? Or is it too late for them all?


1. ch.1

Samantha's pov

'Do you remember summer 09'

How could I forget

'wanna go back there every night..' 

Of course I do, back when it was just the two of us..

'just can't lie, was the best time of my life'

it was mine too.

I ran into the bathroom of the convenient store and slammed the door, locking it behind me. I ripped the white stick out violently from the box and dug out the instructions. Why the hell was I reading the instructions.

I think it was pretty obvious what I needed to do. 'okay' I told myself as I positioned the stick under me. 'This is it.." My chest pounded violently as I waited for the little plus or minus to show up.

It felt as if my heart were threatening to burst at any moment. 'Whatever happens, its okay. You'll be okay.' I told myself as I nervously shook the stick as if the result would magically appear faster. Six minutes left.

Sighing, I quickly washed my hands and kept stealing nervous glances at the test sitting on the counter before me. 'I'm six weeks late, of course I'm pregnant...' I kept repeating as I paced the length of the bathroom continuously. What would happen when Harry found out?

He surely wouldn't leave to audition for the X-Factor after he knew. I couldn't let him stay here. I couldn't let my best friend give up his dreams because of a mistake. A mistake. That's all it was. A stupid, stupid idea that I never should've agreed to in the first place.

Now where are we? Two months later and I'm sitting in the bathroom of a convenient store staring at a tiny pink plus. Wait. A plus? Oh shit.

I pulled my beat up Camry into his driveway and bounded up the walk to his house. The styles home was bustling with activity and I could already tell that Anne was cooking something delicious. I bit my lip nervously as I rang the doorbell. A few minutes later the door swung open.

"Sam! It's so nice to see you!" A wide smile broke out across my face as Anne engulfed me in a loving hug. "It feels like I haven't seen you in forever! How have you been sweetie?" I hugged her back tightly and then she stepped aside, ushering me in.

"I'm doing pretty well Anne, how've you guys been?"

"Well, with Harry leaving for his audition tomorrow everyone's kind of scrambling to have some last minute time with him, so it's been a little hectic."

She went on to tell me all about how Gemma and the rest of the family are doing. You'd think I hadn't seen her in months when actually, I saw her one week ago.

"You know, Sam why don't you just spend the night here? With your parents away on the cruise I don't like the idea of you being all alone tonight." She frowned a little. "Plus Harry is leaving tomorrow and sadly I have to work so if it wouldn't be a bother, it would be great if you could go to the airport with him."

"That would be great Anne! I'd love that." She flashed me one of her gorgeous smiles and turned back to check on what she had in the oven. It broke my heart to even think about telling her.

No, I couldn't do it. She would be so disappointed. Anne was like my second mother, she has been there for me since my family moved in across the street when I was just 2 years old. Of course right away Harry and I had become best friends, so I practically lived here.

I knew everything about him and he knew everything about me. To anyone that didn't know us, it looked as if we were dating.. or brother and sister. I've gotten both. Harry and I both have dark, thick hair, except his is curly and mine is pin straight with just the ends curling out.

We both have big green eyes, except while his are bright, cat-like, gorgeous green eyes, I have dark emerald eyes. We fight like brother and sister, but we are close like a couple.

I had always kind of had a thing for him, I mean, who wouldn't? He was always there for me and always knew exactly what to say. He was my other half. I shook my head clear and plastered a fake smile across my face opposed to what I was feeling.

I took the stairs 2 at a time and ran down the narrow hallway to the last room on the left. I didn't even bother to knock.

"Hey there, curly!" I giggled leaning against the door frame as I watched him packing his suitcase.

"Sami Wami!" I cringed at the old nickname from when we were 4. He enveloped me in a big bear hug and I struggled for air.

"Harry, I can't breathe!" I dramatically gasped for air as he let go of me, and I fell to the floor.

"Always the drama queen Sam." He flashed me one of his crooked smiles that I loved so much and my stomach did a one eighty. I quickly broke eye contact and sat down on his bed. Flinging myself back on to the mattress. 

"So I was thinking. I get the bed and you get the floor tonight."

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Such a comedian. I don't think so. We can share the bed." I pretended to think this over. "okay, I guess that will have to do." He punched me playfully and slung his arm around my shoulder.

I could feel his eye boring into me, but I couldn't bring myself to look into his eyes. I'd cave for sure and tell him the truth. There was no way I could let that happen.

"What's wrong Sam?" His brows furrowed and he tilted my chin up to look into his eyes. I cleared my throat loudly I could tell I was going to breakdown and start crying at any minute.

"n nothing. It's nothing important. So, what ya wanna do on our last night together?" I had never been a good liar. I knew that Harry was on to me, but he let it go. 

"Well," He said stretching. "Wanna just watch a movie?"

"Sure!" I replied, trying to sound extra enthusiastic, but I knew I just sounded incredibly fake.

"Okay. Let's watch..." He trailed off, looking through a pile of films. "Oh! Here we go! Let's watch The Bad Mother's Handbook!" I chocked on air as he held up the selection in front of me.

"Um, yeah... okay." I lay back on his bed as he popped the movie into the DVD player. He crawled up the bed next to me and cuddled into my chest. I laughed and cuddled into him, just like old times.

All these memories started rushing through my head. The movie nights, picnics, the weekends we spent at each other's houses. In less that 24 hours they would all be gone. Long forgotten as Harry left the small town of Holmes Chapel behind for a life of stardom.

Of course Harry would make it through the X-Factor he had the voice of an angel. He would become a star and forget all about us here in the little old town. I was happy that he was going to be able to fulfil his dreams, I would be here in Cheshire raising our baby that he didn't even know about.

I knew it was no fair to not to tell him about his own child, but it wasn't fair to tell him either. He'd worked so hard for this. I couldn't just let him throw it away.

Plus, it's not like I wouldn't ever tell him. I'd have to eventually, but for now what he didn't know won't hurt him.

That night 2 months ago was long forgotten, never to be brought up again. About halfway through the movie I started to get bored.

"Curly?" I heard him groan as I called him by that nickname he so disliked.

"Yeah?" He way playing with my hair and tracing patterns on my back.

"You know I love you.. right?" I felt him smile.

"I love you too Sam." I shifted so that I could look into his eyes.

"Don't forget about me. Okay?" He leaned down and kissed my forehead.

"I would never." I smiled to myself and I felt my eyelids slowly get heavier. Slowly, in Harry's arms, I forgot all about the baby, X-Factor and our friendship getting torn apart. All there was me, him and the love we shared.


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