Through The Dark

I fiddled with the black and white image in my hands. You can barely tell in the picture the outline of a body. A baby. I don't know how Harry will take the news. We are only 21 and 20. We are not married. I'm barely starting my career as a photographer. I take pictures, dip them in paint and turn them into pop art. That's how I met Harry. And the boys. I was in charge of teaching One Direction how to make pictures. In the video, SOML, all the pictures were made by me. It took forever. I'm not complaining. That's when I fell head over heels for Harry. Deep convos led to hugs then kisses and cuddling. Harry's my cuddly bear. And then, we went public. It was crazy. IG and twitter were FILLED with hate. And live, too. And that led to me, pregnant with Harry's baby. I'm afraid to tell him. I hear the elevator come up. Ding! It opens to reveal my curly wurly. He smiles, showing his dimes. Last time, I stuck m&m's in them and they stayed! I stuff the picture in the couch and stand up. "Hey Harry." I say.

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