By Chance of Fate

Harry's POV:
Wow, the last show of the tour. What a bittersweet feeling. But I was glad it was done. We had just completed the biggest tour of our career's, and it was bound to get bigger.
I was never a fan of meet and greets, mainly because I was always so tired during them. I knew they made the fans happy, so I didn't mind doing them for that, but it always just made our schedule even longer and more tiring.
Fan after fan showed up, hugging us, freaking out, taking pictures. There seemed to be one person at the end of the line just letting people cut in front of her, which was odd. Was she nervous or something? They line was almost gone, and it was the last girl's turn. I thought I maybe recognized her, but I couldn't get a good look at her face. She was finally up, and I knew who she was as soon as I saw her. Heather. Why was she here? Did the other boys recognize her? Okay, Harry, just play it cool. Act like you don't remember her.
"Hi," she stated. She had the sweetest voice.
"Have we seen you before, dear?" Liam said. I think he said something else, but I wasn't sure. I was too focused on Heather.
"Yes actually, you have. I was at your Phoenix show, and was one of the girls picked to go up on stage. And your friend Harry, here, invited me backstage." Crap, she was gonna call me out. Okay, think of a witty comeback.
"Oh, yeah, you. So did you come back for more, love?" I said.
"No. No actually, I came to sort of, show you what you've done." she said with a matter-of-fact tone in her voice.
"Is someone a little heartbroken?" Dial it back a bit, Harry.
"Well there was really nothing to be heartbroken over." Ouch, okay, I deserved that. "May, I speak to you in private, Harry?" she asked. I led her to my dressing room, my fake ego offended. I flopped down on the couch, trying to act careless that she was here.
"Alright, what's this abo-"
"I'm pregnant." she blurted out. I grew wide eyed. What did she just say? How could this happen. Oh shit. Shit. Shit! SHIT!
"How do you know it's mine?" I had to know all of the facts before I did anything major.
"Well because I haven't had sex with anybody since that night. Unlike I showed you, I don't have careless sex all of the time." This could not be happening. No way. One part of me thought, this is not gonna go well with management. But another part of me thought, this might give me chance with her. I actually felt something with Heather, a connection that I had never felt with anyone before. I could see her getting impatient, waiting for me to say something.
"How far along are you?"
"I think about three weeks."
"Have you seen a doctor yet?"
"No."
"Then how are you sure that you're pregnant?!" I said, raising my voice. I could feel the panic setting in. I hope no one could here me.
"Because I took fifteen tests, Harry!" She started off yelling louder than I did, "And every single one of them read positive! For God's sakes, I even had my friend use one, and her's read negative! And I don't know how, because you used a condom and I was on the pill! But I'm pregnant! So.... so.... so just deal with it!" Now I hoped no one could hear her.
"What are you going to do with it?" I asked.
"I honestly can't figure that out. So I figured since this is your doing as well as mine, I'd let you choose. I guess I will just give you what I've come up with and let you choose one."
"Okay, start." I said, fearing what she would say next.
"I'll have an abortion. Get this done and over with."
"No." I responded. Even if I didn't start a relationship with Heather, we weren't just going to sweep this under the rug.
"Okay, then I'll put it up for adoption. Make sure it goes to a good home."
"It's not a goddamn dog. No." This seemed like my only chance to try and be with her, and I was going to take it. She sighed,
"I was afraid of this. Well the only option left is for me to keep it. Is that what you want? And before you answer, take my future, and the child's future into consideration along with yours." I sat and really thought about this. First my future. I could possibly end my career over this. Fans may not like the fact that I knocked a girl up. Second, Heather's future. I didn't know her life, so I don't know what could happen to her. She said she was eighteen, so she was probably going off to a university. And if she was a smart as she seemed, she probably had a successful future ahead of her that didn't involve a baby. Third, the baby's future. This child could end up any way that it was possible for a child to end up. If Heather took care of it, she could raise it well probably. If she would let me be apart of its life, then I would love that child more than anything in my life. I possibly already do. I wasn't sure how I felt. But I knew that I felt something for Heather. I don't know if you would call it love, because I hardly knew her. But I felt something, and it connected us somehow. I felt it the moment I saw her in the crowd. She had that look of pure joy in her eyes, and it was just beautiful. I had planned on banging whichever fan I drew if they were of age, but I didn't even mean to draw Heather's seat number. I believe it was by a chance of fate, and I think that meant that I had to at least try and be with her. I bent over and put my head between my knees, and ran my fingers through my hair.
"I want you to keep it." I finally said. She began to walk towards the door, and she sounded pissed when she started talking.
"Alright, well, make sure and give me your contact info sometime and I will let you know when I find out a due date. Make sure and come to Wyoming before then so we can go to court for child support. Make sure and send your check every month of the next 18 years, possibly 25 if they go to college. I will call you every few years and let you know how he or she's doing, and that will be the end of it. Thanks for being a sperm donor, Harry, it was nice seeing you." I had silently walked behind her, and I grabbed her wrist just before she was out the door.
"Let me restate that, I want us to keep it." She gave me a look of confusion.
"What?"
"I want to be apart of this child's life."
"Well we can set up visitation rights when we set up child support." She had gone from pissed and independent to compilable in a matter of seconds.
"No Heather!" I said frustratedly, "You don't understand what I'm saying. I want to be apart of this child's life with you."
"As in a couple?"
"Yeah, or at least try it. This might sound cheesy, or fake, but that night in Phoenix, I felt a connection. I felt it the moment I saw you in the crowd. And I knew, that I had to at least try and be with you for the rest of my life." I confessed. I had to get her attention and make her understand as quick as I could, because one wrong word could ruin everything. I could see her eyes starting to become glassy.
"Okay, but if we're gonna do this, I want to start over. Clean slate. I don't want to start off with a full blown relationship just because we had sex. Are you sure you want to do this, Harry?" she asked with doubt in her voice.
"Absolutely." I almost whispered. I wouldn't let her be the one who got away.
"Okay," she said, hiding a smile. She walked up and simply hugged me.
"What, no kiss?" I asked.
"Of course not. As far as I'm concerned, we've just met." she smirked. She was a feisty one.

Notes

Hey guys so here is the new chapter finally! Sorry it took so long. I know it seems a little cheesy, but I really wanted to emphasize what Harry was feeling lol! Also if you guys want to see anything in the story, let me know! :) I posted a fanfiction on www.5secondsofsummerfanfiction.com called Amnesia if you want to check it out!! I also have a Little Mix fan fiction called Escaping the Madhouse on Wattpad if you want to check that out. Thanks for reading guys!! :) ILYASM!!!