When Harry arrived, I asked the girls to let me talk to him, alone.
Me: Harry, we need to talk about a serious thing.
Him: That’s not positive. It is?
Me: Well, yes and no?
Him: Okay, go ahead, I’m listening.
Me: Okay… so, you know, last night, we slept together. And, I’m prego. And it’s surely not Joey’s.
Me: Okay, Harry, I, am, PREGNANT! P-R-E-G-N-A-N-T! Pregnant.
Him : No, you are sure?! Oh fuck! I can’t be a father! I’m too young! Have an abortion! Please! Have it!
Me: But, Harry that would mean killing it! It would kill the baby! I don’t want to kill it! I want to keep it! Please, I’m not ready to have kids either, but what if it’s the right thing to do!? I don’t want to kill it. No, I definitely want to keep it.
Him: Okay, you, but me! What if I don’t want to! Huh?
Me: Harry, you can leave and let me take care of it! I’m old enough. You can just act like the baby is not yours.
Him: I can’t do this! I’ll see myself in its eyes, in its soul! Can we at least make a blood test?! Please?
Me: Hum, sure. Let’s go now and tell the others after.
Harry: We aren’t going to tell the others cause you’ll have an abortion.
Me: Please Harry, just let’s go make that fucking blood test.
AT THE HOSPITAL
Nurse: Hello, you are here for…?
Me: Paternity test.
Nurse: Okay, your names?
Harry: Harry Styles and Maya Tomlinson.
Nurse: Okay, please follow me.
After she took some blood away from Harry and the “baby”, which is not really a baby for now, she left us alone in the room.
Me: Harry, why don’t you want to keep it?
Harry: Cause I’m NOT ready to be a father, I’m in a world famous boys band with crazy fans always around me. That would be a creepy life for a kid.
Me: But you do want kids right? They will live to same life as that kid.
I pointed my belly.
Harry: Maya, I want kids with someone I truly love. And we hate each other. We can’t talk without yelling at each other!
Me: We are not arguing nor yelling now.
Harry: Maya, just, please! At least put it up on adoption.
Me: No. I will love that baby, either you want it or not. I’ll leave and go back in Wolverhampton if I need to, but I’ll have the baby. I’ll give it my last name, I will take care of it. Of all.
Harry: NO! I mean, I don’t want to have in mind that I have a kid with no father. I don’t want to let a kid without a father. I can’t. So please, please Maya.
Me: My decision is all made up. I’ll keep it. Just think about it.
And it was silent after that. I hoped he was thinking about the decision. I already LOVED the baby in me. The nurse then came back in the room with the results.
Her: Well, congratulation Mr. Styles, you’re gonna be a father.
Him: Oh shit. Maya I’m leaving. You just have to call Louis, he’ll come picking you up.
And he left me alone. I wasn’t able to take it anymore. I fell down on my knees and cried my eyes out. The nurse was whispering “it’s gonna be okay” again and again. But it was all lie. It’s not gonna be okay. I’m pregnant with Harry’s baby! I’m in deep shit. Louis’ gonna kill Harry, the paps are gonna be all over us, the fans are gonna send hate to me every day! I decided to do something I never did before; running away.
Okay… it wasn’t the best thing to do. I know. But I wasn’t able to stay with the guys, mom and my sisters. They are going to look at me like I’m a slut or something. I started walking in the streets. I was walking freaking fast. I didn’t know where I was 10 minutes later.
I bumped into someone.
Harry: Hey! Look in front of you… Maya?!
Me: Harry? What are you doing here? I thought… oh… whatever. Bye
I wasn’t in the mood to talk to him.
Him: Wait! I wanted to see you!
He followed me. I stopped abruptly. Shit… Hurry up man! I wanna leave!
Me: What? Hurry up. I wanna leave
Harry: Maya… I want to keep it. I’m not completely ready to have a baby, but we can at least do our best for it. I want you to keep it. I want to be its father
Those words teared me up. I felt a tear rolling down my
Me: Oh… Harry I… don’t know what to say…
Him: Then don’t say anything
He leaned in to kiss me. And then, just then, it started to rain. He laughed a little and continued leaning in. When I felt his soft lips on mine, I felt alone with Harry. Just him and I in the world. That was perfect. The perfect thing that could have happened. His tongue asked for entrance, and I accepted it gratefully. The rain was pouring fucking hard. I was soaked. When we pulled apart. I kissed his nose one last time. I felt the kind of good butterflies, I felt loved and wanted. It was amazing. I was in love with him, probably since the beginning, it’s just that I didn’t know it.
Him: I was a jerk to you, because I loved you and it hurt me to know that you had a boyfriend. But now… we wait for a baby, and… Do you want to be my girlfriend?
Me (completely shocked): I… Hum… I… Yes.
I was the luckiest girl on the entire earth. Officialy.
Helllllllo! Well, here is chapter eight!