*3 weeks later*
Klover's p.o.v.
So I am offcially three weeks along so you can't really see my bump just yet. After we told everybody they told us how happy they were for us and all that stuff people say when you get pregnant. But the only people we kept out were the tabloids, and fans we were waiting till I couldn't hide my bump anymore. I leaned my head back on to the back of the plane seat as were about to land in the next ten minutes. Tour had ended and I was quite happy so Harry and I could start planning for the baby. I turned my head to see Harry thinking extra hard.
"What are you thinking about?" I questioned.
"Nothing!" He said very quickly as if he was hiding something. I just shook it off as the plane landed.
*Skip landing and car ride*
The driver pulled up in my driveway I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as I turned to Harry.
"I thought we were going to your house?" I asked.
"We need to talk let me walk you to the door!" He stated with no expression on his face.
I furrowed my eyebrows even more in confusion but followed him to my door steps.
"Okay whats going on?" I questioned.
"Look I've been thinking about this a lot lately but I'm young and still have so many years ahead of me! Especially since I'll be on tour a lot!" He stated.
"Um what are you trying to say?"
"I think its best if we break up! I'm to young to be a father it's going to ruin my career! I don't want any part of it!" Tears were poring down my face.
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT HARRY? I WOULDN'T BE HERE IF YOU JUST WORE A CONDOM!" I shouted.
"HOW ARE YOU JUST GOING TO WALK OUT ON US! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU AND I FOREVER! I'LL MAKE SURE TO TELL OUR BABY GIRL HER FATHER WAS A DEAD BEAT!" I could see the tears brimming his eyes.
"Were having a girl?" He asked.
"No! I'm having a girl!" Tears released from his eyes.
"You can't tell the press it's mine!" My tears turned into anger before I knew it my hand a connected with Harry's cheek turning red where my hand fit.
"LEAVE! LEAVE NOW!" I shouted swallowing my tears. He left never once looking back he left everything he promised he wouldn't do he did. My little girls going to grow up without a father. I couldn't handle it I had so much emotion rising inside of me. My knees felt weak as they shaked with tears poring down my face.
I gave up falling to my knees letting everything had inside me pour out. I laid in holding my stomach rubbing exacty where my baby laid. I blocked all the noises from my ears as my thoughts consumed me. I heard my name being called through my thoughts as the rested on there knees beside me. I looked up to meet his crystal blue eyes. He wrapped his strong arms around me carrying me bridal style in to my house.
I didn't have to tell him one thing he already knew what happened. I could see the anger in his eyes as he brought me up the stairs and laid me in my bed. He kissed my forehead as he pulled the duvet to my chin I grabbed his hand as he turned to leave pulling him into the bed me. I was in no place to be alone right now. I nuzzled into his chest as we laid there.
"Darcy's going to grow up with out a father." I said with regret in my voice.
"No she won't." He whispered.
"How?" I asked with a sniffle.
"I'll take his place." I felt like my world that had just crashed down into a million pieces was being picked up by just one boy. The boy I thought was just a friend. The boy that's going to raise someone else's child. The boy who was going to be the father of my daughter Darcy.