Dead silence. Harry hadn’t spoken for five minutes and it scared me. “See you when I get home.” That was all he said before hanging up. I handed Louis back the phone and he asked me how it went. “He didn’t speak for five minutes.” I said.
“Well, that’s usually normal or maybe not.” he said. I lightly hit him against the chest and he reached up to rub his sternum. “You’re not making the situation any better Lou.” I told him.
“Sorry. Maybe he’s in shock from the news, that’s all. I mean, you were afraid to accept the fact that you are pregnant.” Louis was right. I couldn’t believe it either, but at least, Harry and I were in the same boat. “Listen, I have to-”
“No, please stay.” I said. “I just- I don’t want to be alone right now.” I wasn’t even sure if I was really pregnant. Louis did offer to buy me a pregnancy test. “The store is only ten minutes away. I’ll be back in no time.” I thanked him before he left the house.
How was I going to break the news to my friends? My mom and Taylor? My dad? What about Harry’s mom and his sister? So much was going on right now and I needed to take a breather. I stepped outside onto the patio and sat down in one of the chairs.
After twenty minutes, Louis had come back and gave me the box for the pregnancy test. I went into the bathroom and had done exactly what the instructions told me. Now, I was playing the waiting game. Louis entered the bathroom to wait with me as we sat on the edge of the bath tub.
“How are you calm through this?” I turned to look at him while we waited for the time to pass by. I was constantly checking the time on my phone, but it seemed as if the time wasn’t moving fast enough. “I’ve been through this with El, twice now.” he answered.
“You two are expecting another child?”
“Yeah, a girl. Next year.” I was happy for Louis and I guess I made a good call. The time was finally up and I was even more nervous to check the stick. “You want me to check for you?” he asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and just told him to go check.
He chuckled lightly as he stood up and checked the test. “Well, that doesn’t make any sense.” He said, holding up the stick to see better. I found it humorous that he was holding a stick I peed on. I stood beside him as he showed me the stick. A positive sign. It hit me hard like a brick. “It makes a lot of sense to me Louis.”
I took the stick from him and checked the box to make sure the sign was correct. “I’m pregnant.” Saying the word was still odd for me to say aloud. “Well, at least there’s proof you are.” I wasn’t taking his sarcasm very lightly as I just rolled my eyes.
Louis stayed with me until Harry had come home from work. The two of us were sitting in the living room. “Hey, I guess I should be going.” Louis stood up and bid his goodbyes to us, then left the house. “So, is it true that you are-” I handed him the test and he took it without questioning what it is.
Once again, his reaction was silence. It was as if he couldn’t believe it because he had walked out of the living room. I followed him down the hallway into the bedroom. “Harry, talk to me.” I said. “Don’t shut me out. I need to hear your opinion.”
“You want to hear my opinion? How long have you known about this?”
“I just found out today Harry, the same as you.”
“How did this happen? When did this happen?”
“Two weeks ago. Harry-”
“I’m not ready for this.” He was pacing the floor and I continued to stand still. He uttered the same words, over and over. He was shaking his head back and forth. It worried me, watching him act this way. “Harry, we’re both not ready for this but-”
“This wasn’t planned. It wasn’t planned.”
“It? Are you referring to our baby as ‘it’?” I couldn’t believe he was acting this way, more or less talking this way. “The baby is not an ‘it’ Harry.”
“Well, it might as be an ‘it’ Stella.” Never have our arguments lasted this long. I just couldn’t take it anymore. “We have to do something about this.”
“What can we do Harry?” I always feared for the worse when it came to these arguments with Harry. I feared that he would leave me in the moment and never come back. I feared that I would be stuck alone. “Get rid of it.” Those words were even more worse than the time we had broken up.
“No. Our child is our child. I’m not getting rid of him or her.”
“You’re fighting for something that can hardly speak for its own.” I have never seen Harry more furious. The tears had come and they burned. I have never been so angry at Harry. I didn't want him to leave me. Without a word, I walked into the bathroom and slammed the door, then locked it.
An hour had passed by and everything seemed to die down. “Babe?” I heard Harry’s voice from the other side of the door. He was softly knocking and I began to wipe my tears away, then stood up. I opened the door and faced him to see that his eyes were sad. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have started that fight with you.”
“It’s alright. I know you’re still in shock.” I reached up and touched his face. His arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me into a hug. I still thought about the argument that we had. I still had the same fear. The fear that Harry would leave me to be a single mom.