Previously...

"Mia!" He gasped. "Is that a pregnancy test?"


I swallowed unsure of what to say. I was planing on telling him but instead he found out for himself and now he know that's what I've been hidding all this time. I'm sure he'll get pissed and send me home.

"Mia?" He called again.

"I... Well I was uh I was going to tell you." I didn't even dare to move, not that I could though.

"Are you... pregnant?" He whispered the last word like it was some sort of secret.

"No! I mean I don't know, that's why I bough the test." I pointed to the little box his hands were still holding. He hasn't moved yet too.

"Why do you think you're pregnant?"

"Ehm because I'm late. Almost 3 weeks, that's a lot." I stated.

"But we're always safe." He shook his head more speaking to himself than me.

"Yeah condoms are not 100% reliable."

"I... I don't know what to say." He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I haven't done the test though, it can be a false alarm." He looked so nervous.

"What if you are? Do you want the baby?"

"I could ask you the same question." I stated because I don't really have an answer for that question.

"I.. I want kids yeah we've talked about it but not now I mean I'm too young! And you're even younger!" He sat on the bed debating on that. "Eventually I'd have to quit the band and stay with you and---"

"What? Quit the band? Why?" I frowned.

"Because I wouldn't travel around the world knowing you were pregnant obviously. I wouldn't leave your side." My heart pounded in my chest at his words. He can't quit the band, that's what he loves most.

"No Harry I'd never let you do that! We don't even know the result yet." I took a few steps towards him.

"Yeah but we need to take that into consideration. Would you want the baby?"




Harry's POV

"Would you want the baby?" I asked her.

"I.. I don't know. I don't want to be a mother now but I don't think I'd be able to..."

"Have an abortion." I completed her sentence. She looked so worried about my reaction but I don't even know what to think about it. I never expected to be a father at least till I'm 26 or something.

"Yeah." She gulped.

"Me neither." I sighed. I could never kill a baby even if he's still the size of a bean. It's still a human being, mine and Mia's human being. Knowing that somehow feels good.

"So we'd both carry this on even though we don't want it just not to abort?" Tears flashed her eyes but I know she's controlling herself not to cry, at least not in front of me.

"No! If you are pregnant I'd love the baby of course I mean it's half of me I just rather have it later but I wouldn't be mad at you because you can't make babies alone and I would certainly not blame you for that if that's what you think." She remained silent staring at her feet. That's exacly what she thinks! "Please don't tell me you though I'd blame and hate on you for that." I stood up holding her face in my hands. She stared at me with teary eyes.

"I... I don't know Harry! I love you so much and I don't want you to leave me." A tear escaped her eyes but I wiped it away with my thumb.

"I'd never leave you Mia! Why would you even think that? I could never leave because I love you too much for that! And I'd love our baby equally." I assured her.

"No you wouldn't! You'd hate me for ruining your life, you said yourself you'd quit the band! Thta's what you love most. I wouldn't stand having you hate on me because I stopped you from living your dream for an irresponsability like that." She finally let herself go, crying, rolling tear after tear down her red beautiful face. "I could never live with myself knowing you'd hate me for what I did to you, for what I prevented you to do."

"No! Mia no! I could never hate you, please stop saying that!" My heart shattered in a million pieces seeing her like that. I hate to see people cry, specially when it's someone I care about... Specially when it's Mia.

"Jus don't leave me, please Harry! Don't leave me." She rested her head against my chest sobbing uncontrolably, her tiny hands holding me so tight like never before.

"Shh stop saying that! I won't, ever. I promise!" I tried to confort her stroking her hair. She looks so vulnerable that I don't even know what to think.

Usually I'm the one telling her not to leave and now here she is begging me to stay. It's not like I could even if I wanted to, she's a part of me now I don't think I could live without her, not when I love her more than I love myself.

"Let's go to bed, you need to rest." I led her to the bed carefully lying down next to her.

I sure need to lay down too, my head is hurting and spinning. What a hell of a day, it started with Mia and I fighting which haven't happened in a while. It almost made me forget how hard and easy we used to fight sometimes.

"What about---"

"You can do the test tomorrow, you need to rest." I told her. We both need to. Not that I can sleep for sure but I'll just lay here and try to sink in everything that happened today.
What the hell will I do if tomorrow I find out I'm going to be a father?...




Mia's POV

Harry led me to the bed, lying down next to me. I removed my shoes and laid behind the covers but Harry followed my actions doing the exact same.
I don't know if that was some sort of irrational thing but I noticed how his hand rested on my stomach while we both tried to sleep.
I don't think we can though, we'll just hold each other for a while.
What the hell am I supposed to do if I'm pregnant? I've asked that myself too many times but I still can't seem to find the answer.

My mother would certainly kill me for being pregnant at the age of 18, my father would kill Harry for getting me pregnant at 18 and the entire world would hate me for simply getting pregnant of Harry.
I knew our life togetherwas too good to be true, no fights or misunderstandings. I knew something bad would eventually happen soon and I was kinda ready for that but never in my mind I though this would be it, it's just too much for me. I don't even know if I could even be a mom! Having my sister surely helps, I used to change her diaper and play with her when she was younger but it's completely different, this baby would call me 'mom' and be tied to me for the rest of my life.

If that happened 5 years later I'd certainly welcome it and be the happiest person ever but not now when I still have my first year of college to conclude and so much to live with Harry before we even plan on getting married or extend our family.
I couldn't stand everyone's judgement for being so irresponsible and I certainly woudn't stand being with Harry knowing I ruined the dream he's living. He says he would still want me and have the baby and out of all people he certainly could I mean financially but I know he's too good and caring enough to stay with me but he wouldn't be happy and I'd rather have an abortion that make him unhappy for the rest of his life.



If I'm pregnant, everyone would hate me... including myself.






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Eventually I fell asleep for a few hours which allowed me to rest but did not ease this sick feeling on my stomach, I'm so nervous I'm sure I'm shaking.
I haven't moved or opened my eyes yet I know I'm alone in bed otherwise I'd have Harry wrapped around me already which is definitelly not happening right now.
Did he leave? No he wouldn't, would he? He told me repeatedly he wouldn't last night but maybe he changed his mind during the night. It's a lot to sink in, it's not like he has a normal life and I'm sure he's already studied all the perspectives, specially management's and the fans!! I'd be even more hated, not that I'd blame them to be honest.

I feel so bad for not wanting this baby but I can't help it, I'd do anything for Harry and I know this would ruin his career for good.

"Mia? Are you okay?" Harry interrupted my thoughts walking through the door. He instantly frowned looking at me until I realized I was in fact crying.

"No." I shook my head. I'm trying not to cry in front of Hary but I'm so emotional lately that I can't help it. "I thought you left." My voice betrayed me.

"What? Of course I didn't." He rushed to the bed taking me in his embrace. I instinctively sighed with his arms holding me. "I just needed to make a phone call and you were still sleeping."

"Oh."

"I made an appointment for you at my doctor." He stated slowly probably capturing my reaction. "I'd rather having you go there than do that test, it's not 100% reliable."

"Okay, when is it?"

"In an hour." He simply replied.

"I just need to get dressed." I forced myself out of bed and Harry's arms to find something to dress.

"Do you want me to get out?" There was absolutely no emotion behind his eyes, he was being extremely carefull with each word he was saying.

"No, it's your room too." I know how much he enjoys watching me pacing around the room in the morning though I feel oddly uncorfortable about it today but I don't want to tell him to leave.

Eventually I found some black leggins and a grey hoodie of Harry's to make sure I can cover myself if the paps decide to show up and make rumours about why Harry and I are going to the doctor so early on a sunday morning.
Harry insisted on me having some breakfast but with all the twists inside my stomach right now I don't think I'd be able to keep it down so I tossed it on the trasher when he wasn't looking.
The drive was quiet, neither of us really felt like speaking and I just want an answer so I can either breath or set myself on fire.

Harry gave my name to the nurse on the front desk and sooner than I thought we were called.

"Hello Harry and who I assume is Mia." he doctor greeted us with an extremely white smile.

"Nice to meet you." I held my hand out to shake.

"So Harry explained to me your situation on the phone." The three of us sat down and Harry made sure to grab my hand which I gladly accepted. "We'll just need to take some blood to do some tests and that's it."

"Okay." I nodded pushing my sleeve up.

The doc stood up to find everything he needed for the tests, a needle amongst them all to in the moment of the truth I hid my face in Harry chest while he made small talk with the doctor I assumed he knew for a while by the way they were talking.

"Done. It wasn't that bad was it?" The doctor applied some pressure over the cotton on my arm after taking the blood.

"I guess not." I gave him a small smile.

"Well the results will be ready in an hour, do you preffer to wait or do you want me to give you a call?" Harry looked at me for an answer but I merely shrugged.

"We'll grab something to eat and will return in an hour." Harry informed him standing up.

We walked to a small cafe and sat on the back quietly. Harry order some tea for him, coffee for me and a brownie to split.
I had a small bite on the brownie so Harry wouldn't mention it and left him the rest.
We talked for a bit until his doctor called informed the labs are ready and so we left.
This days is walking by so slowly that each second is a torture so I just want to end it.

"Okay I already have the results in my hands." The doc said holding a piece of paper when we walked inside his office for the second time today. "And I have two things to say to you."

"Okay." Harry and I replied at the same time.

"I'll just give you what you want to hear by saying you are not pregnant Mia so you can both relax." As soon as the words left his mouth I let out a breath I was holding for the past days.

Thank God I'm not pregnant!!


Harry's face showed relief too and he squeezed my hand in reassurment.

"What's the second thing then?" He asked.

"Well as I said you're not pregnant but your lab results show some worrying levels in your hormones and that's what caused the delayed on your period. You're under a lot of stress lately due to some major changes in your life and that basically messed with your sistem but being pregnant isn't it. I know that's the first thing women thing when they don't have their period but what I just told you can and is most of the times the cause for that absense."

"She just moved to England, almost a month ago." Harry informed him.

"I know, I read the magazines." The doc let out a small laugh. "That's what I think is causing that hormonal changes, Mia's not used to all the things that come with dating Harry plus moving to leave in another country is a lot to sink in but it's nothing to worry about, you just need to relax and everything will get back to normal." He assured me.

"That's everything we need to know?" Harry asked.

"Yes, everything's fine, other than that you're a healthy girl Mia, you just need to take things easily."

"I think I can manage that." I nodded already feeling better.

"Well then I guess everything's good."

"Thank you so much for receiving us so quick." I shook his hand and so did Harry before we left.

"That's good news isn't it?" Harry asked once we were safe inside the car.

"It is!" I nodded. "I'm so sorry for my behavior lately but I just didn't know how to tell you or what to do." I tried to apologize.

"It's okay, I understand. I just wished you'd tell me sooner. You know you can tell me everything right?" He diverted his eyes from the road to look at me.

"I know, I'm sorry. I feel so much better now." I sighed relieved.

"Me too even though I was kinda getting used to the idea, believe it or not I was already thinking about finding a new place just for us and all." He admitted.

"You were?" I asked surprised.

"Yeah, dunno why it just came to my mind involuntarily."

"Well when and if the time comes we can think about it with more detail because for now I like where we live."

"Me too." He smiled brightly. "I'm glad we passed through this though then we can be prepared for when you really get pregnant."

"Let's not think thar forward, I'm still a bit frightened." I shot him a glare but melted on the inside at his thoughtful ideas for the future, our future.

"Okay okay, we can focus on practising now and think about it more thoughtfully in a few years." He smirked squeezing my tigh. I missed his playful smiles so much.

"What makes you think we'll still be together in a few years?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Because I won't let you go, ever." He assured me.

"You better not." I brought his hand to my mouth and kissed it.

Notes

Please don't hate me ahaha!!

Sorry the chapter is a bit rushed but I didn't want to leave you hanging for more because it was just a false alarm.. :)

Oh and I thought about it and instead of an instagram I'm gonna create a twitter for that because that's what I( and I think everyone actually) uses the most.. Better right??

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