I was crying in Harry's arms. He is so comforting. He told me it's alright. I nodded. I finally found myself not crying and very tired.
My stomach started to hurt so I ran to the bathroom. Harry walked behind me. He pulled the hair out of my face. I threw up. A lot. Once I finished I put my hair in a bun. My mum and dad were crying too. It was so terrible! I am usually happy. Harry said we should all go out for dinner.
We got to the restraunt and I bet I look like shit. I don't care though. I sat down and leaned on him. My mum and dad stared at Harry. He was messing with my hair. I was scrolling down my twitter. I saw some rude stuff. I saw some death threats. I also saw a nice tweet. I smiled at Harry and showed him. I read it aloud. "Dear Sophia Harry and Louis, I am so happy that I saw that Soph is pregnant. I know it will be a beautiful baby. I hope you aren't to hurt about the threats on here. Yours Truely, Fermina Douglas."
After dinner me and Harry went back to the hotel. On the car drive back it was fun. I never get to spend time with my family. I am always avoided them. I'm not going to lie. My dad kept an eye on my mum to make sure she was not going to cry. I love my family.
We got to the hotel and I went in the bathroom to change into pajamas. I came out and Harry was in his boxers. I stopped and looked at him. "Harry, what if the baby is yours?" He walked to me and hugged me. "Then, I will give it my heart." I smiled. "No, Louis. What will he do?" He frowned. "I honestly don't know Soph." I hugged him and cried gently.
My life has changed. I thought as I closed my eyes and fell asleep. I hoped that after this big change, everyone would be happy. But I know reality. What you want basically never happens. Well, with my life.
I woke up with Harry sitting beside me. I smiled and sat up. Today was my grandmother's funeral. When I remembered that I frowned. "GAH!" I yelled. My stomach hurt. Harry smiled at put his arm around me. He smiled with glee.
"Today your six months." I smiled. The guys have been keeping track of my pregnancy. I got on my phone because I knew what I had to do.
"Louis?" I asked.
"Yea, it's me. Is something wrong?" I sighed.
"Yea, uh you know how I don't know who's baby it is?"
"Well don't leave me. If it's your's I talked to Harry about it. If it's Harry's don't leave me."
"I won't." He said yawning. "I fell in love with you and my feelings haven't changed."
"I like you" I said smiling.
"Love you too." He said. "Bye."