India had been doing her job at the pub for the last two weeks, her baby bump had grown quite a bit in the last two weeks, and this baby was going to be a chubby one. A few of the regulars that come into the pub had commented on how much she had grown since she had started working there. She surprisingly loved the job she only work 4-8pm on Mondays- Fridays. She got £20 a night working £5 on hour, plus she got tips sometimes so that was extra money. She had now saved up £860 and once she had finished she should have at least £2000 which is including tips.

She was now 1 hour into her shift and the place was packed out for a Friday night, Anne, Robin and maybe Harry should become tonight. They told her before they left that may be coming to see her and have something to eat instead of Anne making something, of course India thought it would be nice to let them have it on the house and just let the manager take it out of her earning but he said he would let it past as she had be working hard since she started.

“Table eight need serving” The manager said to India as she placed the last order she took and placed it on the bar for him to pass back. Walking over to table eight she smiled as she saw
Anne and Robin sitting there but frowned when she saw Harry sitting there with a girl sat beside him and it definitely wasn’t Gemma as the last time she had seen her, her hair was brown and not blond.

Ignoring whoever was sat beside Harry and deciding not to let it get to her she carried on walking up to the table in the corner and smiled at Anne and Robin. “Hello stranger, what can I get for you?” India asked them.

“Me and Robing will share the chicken platter please love” Anne said passing the menu to the blond haired, pregnant girl “what do you want Harry?” she asked her son “and Emma” Anne carried on.

“I’ll have the pie” Harry mumbled not looking at India at all instead looking down at the menu.

“I want the salad please don’t want to get fat now do I, maybe you should try eating healthy” Emma sneered at India a smirk on her face as she placed her hand on Harry’s leg, but he moved away as soon as she touched him.

“That’s enough Emma” Anne said to her giving India a sad smile. Emma just rolled her eyes at Anne.

“It’s fine Anne, it’s not my fault she such a bitch but I suppose I can change my weight In another six months once mine and Harry’s baby has arrived, but you can change a bitch and her fakeness” India spat back her hormones weren’t helping either.

“Y-your pregnant with Harry’s baby? What the fuck Harry?” Emma said standing up and glaring at Harry.

“I don’t know what she’s going on about babe, I haven’t got any one pregnant, I mean look at her” Harry said looking at India as he practically ripped her heart out, how could he say something to hurtful and not feel guilty?

“Harry Edward Style’s that is not how you talk to a young girl I did not bring you up that way and to be so disrespectful to the girl you love and the girl that is carrying your baby” Anne said raising her voice slightly she could not believe what her son had just said. She did not bring him up to so rude to girls.

“Save it mum, I’m leaving anyway” The curly haired boy said, standing up abruptly and storming out of the pub with Emma hot on his heels.

“I’m sorry India I don’t know what’s wrong with him, he always talked about having children I never thought he would be like this” Anne apologised, she felt like it was her fault her son had been so horrible.

“Anne it’s ok, it’s not your fault” India smiled at her trying her best not to cry, she can’t believe that it had to happen when she was working and her hormones are all over the place. Walking away from the table and going into the kitchen she took a deep breath trying not to cry.

“India how about you go home, you’ve been non-stop working since you got here so just go home and rest, I saw what happened” India’s manager said, she nodded in reply thanking him as she waked out grabbing her hoodie and bag.

“Matt, my manager let me leave of early so when they give you the bill just says it’s on India” The blond haired girl said as she said goodbye to Anne and Robin and mad her way home.

***

Once India got home she jogged up the stairs putting her hair into a messy bun and a hat over the top before taking off her works clothes a slid on some leggings, jumpers and some UGG type slippers.

She pulled her laptop out from under her bed and began looking for somewhere to live and in the right price range. Then she got it. Her friend lives in LA perfect it fair away from Homes Chapel which means that she’ll never see Harry. Just what she wanted.
She got her phone of her bed side table and dialled Lisa’s number, her friend who lives in LA, she mover there last year just before India and Harry got together.

“Why hello India and how come you are calling me on such a fine day?” Lisa’s bright and bubbly voice ringed through the phone line.

“I need to ask you something” India said composing herself.

“What is it Ind?” India cringed at what she called her, it what Harry called her and that’s what set her off tears rolling down her face a light sob being heard “India are you there? What’s wrong?” She asked worriedly.

“I-I need a place to stay, I’ll pay rent if that’s ok with your parents, I just need to get a-awy” India sobbed down the phone.

“That’s fine you know you’re always welcome here, when are you coming?” Lisa asked.

“As soon as I have had the baby-“India was cut off by Lisa

“After the what? Since when were you pregnant?” Lisa asked in rage ‘what the hell have I missed?’ Lisa asked herself.

“I’m three months pregnant it’s H-harry’s but we broke up the other day he’s being a right twat about it” India said down the phone.

“I know you live in the same house as him but ignore him, he’s not worth it babe. As soon as you’ve had the baby you can come out here and stay as long as you like” Lisa said, India thanked her and they talked on the phone for about an hour catching up on things they have missed it had been a while since they last talked so it was nice.

India said good bye to Lisa as she was starting to get tired and she had had enough dram for one day plus the stress on the baby really isn’t going to help either not thanks to Harry.

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