Addie's POV

"Addie, you really need to tell me what the hell is going on!" I heard Grace yell from across the yard and quickly pulled away from Harry. "Oh, uh sorry." She giggled.

I blushed looking at her, embarrassed to be caught kissing Harry but she didn't seem to mind. Harry held me close as I tried to think of something to say to her. I didn't even know where to begin.

"Grace, this is Harry. . . My boyfriend." I smiled. It was about time I introduced them, and if things hadn't worked out between us so quickly, I would definitely not find it humorous that Grace was all over him just a half hour earlier.

"Hi." Harry smiled at her.

"I figured," she laughed and held out her hand to him. "God, I'm so embarrassed now! Why didn't you stop me from dancing with him!"

Harry laughed and I had to join him. I guess it was good we both finally realized how immature we had acted tonight. The alcohol helped too. The events in the last hour have definitely sobered me up quite a bit, but I still feel affected.

"It's fine," I promised her. "I'm really sorry Grace, I didn't really expect any of that to happen. . ."

"Are you okay? That Max kid is a dick! I don't really know what happened, but he's an asshole."

"Agreed. But yeah, I'm fine. I don't really know what happened either." I admitted and looked up to Harry hoping for an explanation.

"Okay, well I'm still confused. Why didn't you tell me that he's your boyfriend!"

"Because we were kind of fighting and I was being stubborn." I admitted. "Everything's good now." I told my cousin but smiled at Harry.

This whirlwind of an hour has made me realize my life is far from how it used to be back in Wisconsin. All that's happened tonight has been more drama than I've ever dealt with in my entire night. I'm just glad it's (for the most part) solved and I can get back to living my life. I am incredibly astonished at Harry's reaction to my secret, but I can't help but feel blessed. Never in a million years would I have thought that Harry Styles, the sexy douche bag I met just a few months ago would still be standing by my side after I told him I had a pregnancy scare. Not that I had doubts of him loving me, but this scenario really proved to me that he does. It's also made me fall in love with him even more than I already was, and I didn't think that was possible. I've fallen too far for this boy, and I'm so grateful to have him all to myself.

"Great, actually." Harry added and kissed my cheek, causing my heart to flutter with his sweet display of affection.

"Oh stop, you two are so damn adorable." Grace fawned over us, and I had to smile. It's always her with the guy and for once it's me. Man have things changed for me.

"Sorry that this is how your first night here turned out," I laughed referring to the craziness that just occurred.

"Are you kidding? This is great! If anything like this happened back home, I'm sure we'd all need a week off of school to recover! And not to mention all of the hot guys." She raised her eyebrows up and down suggestively causing Harry and I both to laugh. It felt good to laugh again.

"You know Niall did mention you." Harry told Grace and her eyes went wide.

"He did not! Shut up! Oh my God, Addie I'm glad you're okay and I'm still surprised my baby cousin has a super attractive, bad ass boyfriend, but I'm gonna go find Niall." She said quickly before hugging me and running back into the house.

Once she was back inside, Harry turned me around to face him. He was laughing and shaking his head before he started to say something. "Are you two really related? You guys are nothing alike."

"I told you we were complete opposites." I giggled. It was true, we had almost nothing in common, but I think that's what made us so close.

"Well for the record, I like you better." He smirked and leaned down to kiss me.

After letting the peck deepen a little, I pulled back and held his face to keep him close. "I'm sorry Harry." I whispered.

"For what?" He frowned and rested his forehead against mine.

"I shouldn't have kept. . . that from you. You deserved to know and I'm really sorry for the way I acted."

"I know you are, but I forgive you okay? We both said and did things we wish we hadn't, so I think we should just move on. I love you and all that doesn't matter anymore."

Even though he forgave me, and even though I knew he would, I still feel that unsettling guilt in my stomach. If our roles were reversed, I would've wanted him to tell me. God, I'm just so glad I'm not pregnant. I don't know what id do. My dad would probably kill Harry before shipping me back to Wisconsin. I couldn't raise a kid, not when I'm 17 years old. However, the thought of Harry as a father melts my heart. I'm sure he would be wonderful with kids, but we'll have to wait and see about that. Someday maybe we will start a family, but I'd like to get through school first.

"Okay," I exhaled. "I love you too, Harry."

"Now can we talk about how sexy you look in this dress? I don't think I've ever been so turned on my life." He growled in my ear, igniting my body from my head to my toes.

"Grace picked it out." I blushed.

"I'm glad Grace is here," he joked and kissed my neck from my ear down to my collarbone. Once he worked his way to my mouth, he stopped and picked me up off the ground.

"Harry!" I squealed with surprise. "Put me down!" I laughed.

"Nope,"

I couldn't control my laughter as he carried me back inside and away from the crowd of people enjoying the party. Once we got upstairs where no one was, into Liam's room I assume, he dropped me on the bed and was quick to hover over me.

"I can't decide if I want to keep this on you or rip it off." Harry whispered seductively as he ran a finger up my thigh and ended on the fabric of my dress.

Before he could decide, I threaded my fingers through his luscious hair and pulled his head towards me to close the gap between us so out lips were finally touching. Just as his hand slipped under the hem of my dress, I panicked. I put my palms to his chest and pushed him away. "Harry, stop."

"What baby?" He frowned.

"I can't. . ." I looked around and tried to find the words. All I knew was I couldn't do this. Not here, not now.

"Why? Do you want to go back to my house?" He suggested, clearly not understanding why I stopped him.

"No, I just can't do this. Not tonight." I admitted and sat up to readjust my dress. I pulled it as far down as I could, but of course Grace chose the dress that only reaches half way down my thighs.

With a concerned look he asked, "Why not?"

"I'm just. . . I'm scared to Harry." I told him and buried my face into my hands. I was terrified, rather. The fact that I was so close to being pregnant made me not ever want sex again. Okay, that's so not true, but it made me want to wait until I got on birth control or something a little more reliable than just a condom. That pregnancy scare was something I took seriously and needed to learn from; we both needed to learn from it. We're not ready for kids just yet, and I think Harry would agree.

"Oh fuck," he said loudly and stood up from the bed and stalked over to the table in the corner. "God I'm such a fucking idiot." He muttered and threw something to the floor in frustration.

"Harry," I began to stand up to tell him it's okay. It's not his fault.

"I'm sorry, Addie. I shouldn't have. . . Fuck. I'm an asshole." He said and ran his hands through his hair, leaving a sexy mess of his curls upon his head.

"It's okay, I just, I want to wait until I can get on birth control." I told him truthfully. "Even though I really don't want to wait."

He looked down at me shocked at my second statement. I knew I was too, It's a challenge to be that forward. I've always lacked the confidence to.

"Fuck, you're sexy." He shook his head and held his arms out to me. "But I really am sorry, I wasn't thinking."

"It's okay, really." I promised.

"God, what if you were actually. . ." He stopped himself before saying it and I was thankful for that. I had definitely thought about it, but I didn't like to think what would happen if I found out I was pregnant.

"I don't even know, but I'm not so it doesn't matter. Can we not talk about it?"

"Yeah, sorry." He apologized and kissed my forehead. "I love you, you know that right?"

I nodded and looked up at him. He looked down at me like he wasn't sure what my answer would be, and that pained me. "I know. And I love you." With those words, he exhaled and closed his eyes with the relief.

"Harry. . . "

"Yeah?" He asked with his eyes still closed and his cheek against mine.

"Can you tell me what you did to Max?" I quietly asked hoping I wouldn't upset Harry. I'm not sure I wanted to know, but I needed to. I need to know why someone could hate Harry so much as to try to ruin his life.

He let out a sigh and pulled back a little to look at me. "You know that I've changed, right? I'm not the guy I was before I met you."

"I know," I swallowed and hoped that I really did believe him. There's no doubt that he's formed into a great guy since the first time I met him, but I also know he has his times where he goes straight back to how he was months ago.

He nodded apprehensively and swallowed as well. Whatever he was about to tell me was probably going to shock me, but he was right, he isn't that guy anymore. Whatever he did before he met me I cannot control, and I cannot dwell on.

Notes

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