Do I Frighten You?

“Hey, are you okay?” My mom asking looking at me with a worried face.

I nodded and then sat down at the table, Harry had fave me a smile, he was so cute and I would like to continue that smile, I wouldn't want Harry to feel like I am trying to put him in harms way. I wish that he would understand, I just can't tell him, Maybe I will tell him in the future. I don't know.

I gave them both smiles and then just sat there quietly, I looked up at Harry and he gave me a “What's wrong?” Look. I gave him a “nothing” look.

Once my mom had gotten up to leave I looked at Harry, he looked at me. Expecting me to say something, I honestly did not know what to say, I was scared to say something, my hands were under the table shaking.

“Harry.” I breathe.

“Yes?” He said looking at me giving me a smile.

I didn't speak for a moment. I didn't know how to say it, I have never been pregnant before. It was my first time. My only time.

“Never mind.” I said looking down at my hands.

He frowned a little. “What is it?' He said in a softer tone.

“It's nothing, I change my mind.” I said in a harsh tone.

His eyes widened at my mood change. “Something is bothering you, talk to me babe.”

I sighed and I tried to talk, but the words couldn't come out.

“Come on.” I said, standing up and then grabbing his hand pulling him from out of his seat.

I tugged him along up stairs and then into my room and closed the door once he got inside.

“Is it a secret.” He whispered moving towards me, looking down at me grabbing my hands.

I moved my hands away from him and then ran my hand through my hair. He frowned again and just stood there.

“What is up with you?” He said upset.

“I'm late.” I blurted it.

“Late on what?” He said, confused.

“I'm late, Harry.” I break down and sat on my bed. Tears spilling out of my eyes. He looked at me for a moment and then his face went into shock, I guess he figured it out.

“You think you're pregnant too?” He asked sitting down on the bed next to me.

“I don't know.” I wiping my eyes.

**Harry's pov**

This was just not my week, This is all my fault. I felt bad for Amelia. I grabbed her and then put her head on my chest and stroking her hair softly. It wasn't her fault, I don't know why she is crying. I could have swore I pulled out.

“You want to go to the hospital?” I asked softly.

She had not said anything for a while, soon she had stopped crying. I looked down at her.

“Amelia?” I said softly.

I noticed she was sleeping moment later. I had laid her down in her bed and then just sat down on her bed watching over her. How am I going to be the father of two kids, I mean what if they both have twins, I will be the father of four. I was in silent shock right now. What was her mom going to think of me, What is everyone going to think of me. I had to tell someone, I decided that I needed to tell Niall. He was my right hand man.

'Niall, I am going through something bad.' I sent him.

He texted me back moments later.

'What's up Haz'

I sighed and then typed.

'I know, I may sound like a man whore, but I got Jess pregnant, and Amelia thinks that she might be pregnant too.'

Niall didn't text me back right away this time. But eventually he did.

'Well, smart thinking, Lad.'

'I just had to tell someone.' I confessed.

'Well, I am here for you little bro.'

Notes

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