It's been 2 months since I found out I was pregnant. I already know that Harry is the father, since I've only been with him.
It's been tough seeing pictures of him in magezines out partying with the guys, all having a great time on tour.
I love seeing him happy. But I hate that it's not with me. Although it's my fault we aren't together, I'm still so pissed at myself for it.
"Mel! Come on let's go!" My best friend Emily shouted from our front door. We've shared an apartment since we graduated from high school. And today, we're going shopping.
"I'm coming Em." I groaned. I still haven't told her I'm pregnant, let alone that the baby's Harry's.
Shit. I haven't even told Harry yet! I don't even know if I will.
After a long car ride of thinking and worrying, we made it to the mall.
"Why do you seem so down Mel? I know you miss Harry, but you're the one that broke things off." Emily asked confused.
"It's really nothing." I mumbled as we walked to the cafe to grab a coffee.
"Just tell me Mel. I'm your best friend you can tell me anything." She pleaded as we took a seat on the cafe's couch.
"I don't know how to say this but-"
"Melissa?" I turned around and there was Harry. He was with Niall and Liam. He stood there holding his coffee in his hand just staring at me. My eyes welled up with tears and I ran off to the bathroom, with Emily clearly on my trail.
"Was seeing him really that bad?" Em asked while pulling me into a hug.
"Em. I'm pregnant. And Harry's the father."
"Oh my god." She covered her mouth in shock. "You have to tell him."
"No. I can't."
"You have to Melissa. He deserves to know."
I sniffled and took a deep breath.
"I need time." I stated before walking out of the bathroom then running towards the mall exit. Except for the fact that I ran straight into Harry, but pushed past him continueing to run.
"Why are you running away from me?" Harry yelled after me. I turned around still in tears.
"I'm pregnant. And the baby's yours." with that I left.