Unexpected
Chapter 34
*2 weeks later*
*Chloe’s POV*
I’ve been lounging around our hotel room for nearly two weeks now. I was released from the hospital the day after I told everyone my big news and Aleanbh and I had been becoming closer and closer. Tess and Sammie gave us suggestions about what to name the kids if they were boys or girls and joked about them getting married if we had one of each.
“I think you should have a girl,” Sammie told me.
“Name her Darcy,” Tess added. “I hear Harry talking to Louis about wanting a girl named Darcy all the time.”
“Really?” Aleanbh asked. “I’ve never heard him talk about baby names.”
“Neither have I,” I told her. “He hasn’t even talked to me about it yet.”
“Well, just ask him when you’re ready to discuss it on a more serious level. We’re just brain storming here,” Tess said.
“Yeah, he’ll talk to you about it when he’s ready. He’s probably just shocked still,” Aleanbh added.
I nodded and went back to thinking about good names for the baby. I couldn’t think of any more but I was getting kind of hungry so the girls and I went out to go find somewhere to eat.
“Should we invite the guys?” Sammie asked.
“Nah, we deserve some time to ourselves after all that’s happened,” Tess said.
“I’d like to get out without Harry before I start showing,” I told her.
“Good idea.”
We exited the hotel and walked around for a while before finding a place that looked appetizing. We sat down and ordered, continuing our discussion about what it will be like for us to be mothers.
*Harry’s POV*
“So, are you happy?” Louis asked as we entered our hotel room the next morning.
“About what? That Chloe’s okay? Of course I’m happy, she could have died but she didn’t,” I answered him honestly.
“No, I mean that you’re going to be a father!” He shouted, dropping onto the bed.
“Oh.” I’d almost forgotten about that. We hadn’t really discussed it since the announcement was made so I didn’t think that’s what he was talking about. “I guess. I’m scared,” I admitted.
“You’ll be a great father,” Louis reassured me. “Hey, can I be the godfather?”
I laughed at his light spirit. “Sure, I’ll ask Chloe later.”
“Can El be the godmother?”
“Not a chance, lad,” I said seriously.
“What?” Louis looked at me, hurt. “Why not?”
“Your relationship is too rocky, Louis. When you get married she can be the godmother.”
He thought for a moment and shrugged, as though my explanation was good enough for him.
“Wanna watch a movie?” He asked, flipping on the T.V.
“Not really. I think I’m going to go for a run to clear my head. I’ll be back in a while,” I said, changing into my running clothes.
Louis laid on the bed on his stomach and flipped through the channels on the hotel television. “Have fun,” he called as I walked out the door.
I took the elevator down to the first floor and stuck my earbuds in my ears. As I left the lobby, I started jogging, not really paying attention to where I was going. I was singing along to “I Choose U” by Timeflies as I ran along the streets of New Jersey. I looked in store windows and darted out of the way of a few people walking or running the opposite way.
I was so deep in thought that I didn’t even realize that I’d passed a middle school. I left the hotel around 2:30 so I passed just as everyone was getting out. My music was so loud I didn’t hear the screams and girls chasing me, nearly catching up to me from behind. To a passer-by it would have seemed like I was running from them when, in reality, I had no idea they were following me until one of them jumped onto my back.
“Hey!” I shouted right before I hit the ground with the girl still on top of me.
“Harry!” I began hearing girls yell my name as my earbuds were ripped out of my ears and the safety of my music was taken away.
Fans bombarded me asking for pictures, autographs, hugs, and some other things I wouldn’t even do with Chloe. Some of our fans are pretty bad but these middle school girls were insane. They tugged on my hair and my clothing trying to get something to take with them. I felt sort of bad for them since I didn’t get to everyone and they were so desperate to get something, even if it was only hair they’d violently ripped from my head. I was barely able to get up off the ground without two or three of them on top of me, trying to get me back down again. I had to be careful getting them off since I really didn’t want to get into any legal trouble if any of them got hurt. Besides, there’s no way I’d hurt a fan, even if this is the worst mobbing I’ve ever experienced.
Once I finally succeeded in getting away from the crowd, I walked back to the hotel, a massive headache forming in my head. I’d stopped listening to music, mostly because one of the fans had stolen my earbuds, and I could still hear the screams of the girls ringing in my ears.
When I reached the floor our rooms were on and entered the room Louis and I were sharing, I threw myself on my bed and buried my head in my pillows.
“Harry?” Louis asked, shutting the television off.
I flinched, remembering that’s what the girls from the school were shouting.
“Are you alright, lad?” I felt the bed sink down behind me where Louis sat.
“No,” I mumbled into the pillows.
“What happened?”
I stayed silent for a moment, hoping Louis would take the hint and leave. When I felt no shift in the mattress, I sat up and glared at him.
“Shit!” He yelled and ran into the bathroom. Seconds later he emerged with a white hotel towel and threw it to me. “Press that to your forehead.”
“Why?” I asked in a flat tone, not putting the towel to my head.
“Because you’re massively bleeding,” he replied, plopping down once again at the bottom of the bed.
“What?”
He shoved the towel onto my forehead and put my hand over it. “Keep pressure on it.”
I turned around and looked at the pillows I recently had been laying on and saw a line of blood across one of them.
“What the hell?”
“What happened to you?” Louis demanded.
I sighed before answering him. “When I was out on my run I passed this middle school somewhere. The kids had just gotten out and some of them must have spotted me running by because they started running after me. I didn’t realize I’d been seen until one of them jumped on me and I fell to the ground. They pulled my hair, ripped my clothes, stole my earbuds, and I guess they cut me as well.”
“That’s it,” Louis mumbled, getting up and walking to his suitcase. He pulled his laptop out and signed on to his Twitter.
“To all you insane fans out there, leave us alone. You’ve physically hurt Harry and that’s taking it too far.”
“Lou, you shouldn’t have done that,” I told him after he sent the tweet and I saw it come up on my phone.
“Why not?” he asked, anger evident in his voice.
“Because now management is going to want to know what happened and they’re probably not going to let us even breathe without a bodyguard!”
“That’s ridiculous,” he said, shutting his laptop and putting it on the table between the beds.
“Whatever.” I laid down, keeping the towel stuck on my forehead. “I’m going to take a nap.”
“Have fun,” Louis said flatly.
I drifted off into a deep sleep, forgetting about the headache I had and the gash across my forehead. My thoughts drifted to sweet ones of Chloe and me and the life we had ahead of us with our baby.
*Chloe’s POV*
After we finished eating we walked around the city for a while, finally finding a little park we could relax in. We found a bench in the shade and took a seat.
“So,” Tess said, turning to Sammie. “What’s going on with you and Niall?”
This was definitely not a question Sammie knew the answer to, judging by the look on her face. “Well, we went out on a date a few weeks back, but that’s about all I can tell you. Your guess is as good as mine.”
“Do you want to go out with him?” Aleanbh asked her.
She thought for a brief moment before shrugging. “He’s an amazing guy, and he’s really sweet. I wouldn’t hesitate to go out with him if he asked me.”
“Leave that to us,” I told her, a smile on my face. She smiled back and looked out at the kids playing in the park.
“Just think,” Tess said, following Sammie’s eyes to the children. “In a few years, your kids are going to be playing like that.”
I felt a few tears threaten to spill out of my eyes as I watched the kids play. I rested my hand on my stomach, felling the warmth coming from my body. I was still having a tremendous amount of difficulty wrapping my head around the idea of being pregnant. I’m only 17 and I’ve had sex once. But I feel like it isn’t that bad. My mom still doesn’t know and I’m sure when I tell her she’s going to be amazingly angry with me. There’s nothing I can do about that but take what she has to dish out. There’s no way I’m getting rid of it or putting it up for adoption even if she threatens to kill me if I don’t. Harry and this baby are the best things to have ever happened to me and I couldn’t help but have the feeling that my life was only just beginning.
“Are you okay?” Aleanbh asked.
I nodded and wiped away a few tears that had made their way out of my eyes. “I’m just so excited.”
She smiled and took my hand in hers. “Me, too.”
“How do you think Harry and Liam are going to respond to you two giving birth?” Sammie asked.
I laughed at the thought of Harry breathing with me while in labor. Aleanbh must have thought the same thing, or something similar, because she started laughing too.
“Can you just imagine them trying to breathe with us?” she asked through laughs.
The coincidence made me laugh even harder and soon enough there were more tears streaming down my cheeks.
“I think we should head back to the hotel before you pull a muscle or something,” Tess said, standing up from the bench.
We followed her back to the hotel and went for a swim in the pool. I floated around and listened to the silence of the room – aside from the splashes of water and the occasional splashing from one of the other girls. I smiled to myself the entire time, imagining the life ahead of me with my baby and Harry. It was definitely going to be perfect.
*Chloe’s POV*
I’ve been lounging around our hotel room for nearly two weeks now. I was released from the hospital the day after I told everyone my big news and Aleanbh and I had been becoming closer and closer. Tess and Sammie gave us suggestions about what to name the kids if they were boys or girls and joked about them getting married if we had one of each.
“I think you should have a girl,” Sammie told me.
“Name her Darcy,” Tess added. “I hear Harry talking to Louis about wanting a girl named Darcy all the time.”
“Really?” Aleanbh asked. “I’ve never heard him talk about baby names.”
“Neither have I,” I told her. “He hasn’t even talked to me about it yet.”
“Well, just ask him when you’re ready to discuss it on a more serious level. We’re just brain storming here,” Tess said.
“Yeah, he’ll talk to you about it when he’s ready. He’s probably just shocked still,” Aleanbh added.
I nodded and went back to thinking about good names for the baby. I couldn’t think of any more but I was getting kind of hungry so the girls and I went out to go find somewhere to eat.
“Should we invite the guys?” Sammie asked.
“Nah, we deserve some time to ourselves after all that’s happened,” Tess said.
“I’d like to get out without Harry before I start showing,” I told her.
“Good idea.”
We exited the hotel and walked around for a while before finding a place that looked appetizing. We sat down and ordered, continuing our discussion about what it will be like for us to be mothers.
*Harry’s POV*
“So, are you happy?” Louis asked as we entered our hotel room the next morning.
“About what? That Chloe’s okay? Of course I’m happy, she could have died but she didn’t,” I answered him honestly.
“No, I mean that you’re going to be a father!” He shouted, dropping onto the bed.
“Oh.” I’d almost forgotten about that. We hadn’t really discussed it since the announcement was made so I didn’t think that’s what he was talking about. “I guess. I’m scared,” I admitted.
“You’ll be a great father,” Louis reassured me. “Hey, can I be the godfather?”
I laughed at his light spirit. “Sure, I’ll ask Chloe later.”
“Can El be the godmother?”
“Not a chance, lad,” I said seriously.
“What?” Louis looked at me, hurt. “Why not?”
“Your relationship is too rocky, Louis. When you get married she can be the godmother.”
He thought for a moment and shrugged, as though my explanation was good enough for him.
“Wanna watch a movie?” He asked, flipping on the T.V.
“Not really. I think I’m going to go for a run to clear my head. I’ll be back in a while,” I said, changing into my running clothes.
Louis laid on the bed on his stomach and flipped through the channels on the hotel television. “Have fun,” he called as I walked out the door.
I took the elevator down to the first floor and stuck my earbuds in my ears. As I left the lobby, I started jogging, not really paying attention to where I was going. I was singing along to “I Choose U” by Timeflies as I ran along the streets of New Jersey. I looked in store windows and darted out of the way of a few people walking or running the opposite way.
I was so deep in thought that I didn’t even realize that I’d passed a middle school. I left the hotel around 2:30 so I passed just as everyone was getting out. My music was so loud I didn’t hear the screams and girls chasing me, nearly catching up to me from behind. To a passer-by it would have seemed like I was running from them when, in reality, I had no idea they were following me until one of them jumped onto my back.
“Hey!” I shouted right before I hit the ground with the girl still on top of me.
“Harry!” I began hearing girls yell my name as my earbuds were ripped out of my ears and the safety of my music was taken away.
Fans bombarded me asking for pictures, autographs, hugs, and some other things I wouldn’t even do with Chloe. Some of our fans are pretty bad but these middle school girls were insane. They tugged on my hair and my clothing trying to get something to take with them. I felt sort of bad for them since I didn’t get to everyone and they were so desperate to get something, even if it was only hair they’d violently ripped from my head. I was barely able to get up off the ground without two or three of them on top of me, trying to get me back down again. I had to be careful getting them off since I really didn’t want to get into any legal trouble if any of them got hurt. Besides, there’s no way I’d hurt a fan, even if this is the worst mobbing I’ve ever experienced.
Once I finally succeeded in getting away from the crowd, I walked back to the hotel, a massive headache forming in my head. I’d stopped listening to music, mostly because one of the fans had stolen my earbuds, and I could still hear the screams of the girls ringing in my ears.
When I reached the floor our rooms were on and entered the room Louis and I were sharing, I threw myself on my bed and buried my head in my pillows.
“Harry?” Louis asked, shutting the television off.
I flinched, remembering that’s what the girls from the school were shouting.
“Are you alright, lad?” I felt the bed sink down behind me where Louis sat.
“No,” I mumbled into the pillows.
“What happened?”
I stayed silent for a moment, hoping Louis would take the hint and leave. When I felt no shift in the mattress, I sat up and glared at him.
“Shit!” He yelled and ran into the bathroom. Seconds later he emerged with a white hotel towel and threw it to me. “Press that to your forehead.”
“Why?” I asked in a flat tone, not putting the towel to my head.
“Because you’re massively bleeding,” he replied, plopping down once again at the bottom of the bed.
“What?”
He shoved the towel onto my forehead and put my hand over it. “Keep pressure on it.”
I turned around and looked at the pillows I recently had been laying on and saw a line of blood across one of them.
“What the hell?”
“What happened to you?” Louis demanded.
I sighed before answering him. “When I was out on my run I passed this middle school somewhere. The kids had just gotten out and some of them must have spotted me running by because they started running after me. I didn’t realize I’d been seen until one of them jumped on me and I fell to the ground. They pulled my hair, ripped my clothes, stole my earbuds, and I guess they cut me as well.”
“That’s it,” Louis mumbled, getting up and walking to his suitcase. He pulled his laptop out and signed on to his Twitter.
“To all you insane fans out there, leave us alone. You’ve physically hurt Harry and that’s taking it too far.”
“Lou, you shouldn’t have done that,” I told him after he sent the tweet and I saw it come up on my phone.
“Why not?” he asked, anger evident in his voice.
“Because now management is going to want to know what happened and they’re probably not going to let us even breathe without a bodyguard!”
“That’s ridiculous,” he said, shutting his laptop and putting it on the table between the beds.
“Whatever.” I laid down, keeping the towel stuck on my forehead. “I’m going to take a nap.”
“Have fun,” Louis said flatly.
I drifted off into a deep sleep, forgetting about the headache I had and the gash across my forehead. My thoughts drifted to sweet ones of Chloe and me and the life we had ahead of us with our baby.
*Chloe’s POV*
After we finished eating we walked around the city for a while, finally finding a little park we could relax in. We found a bench in the shade and took a seat.
“So,” Tess said, turning to Sammie. “What’s going on with you and Niall?”
This was definitely not a question Sammie knew the answer to, judging by the look on her face. “Well, we went out on a date a few weeks back, but that’s about all I can tell you. Your guess is as good as mine.”
“Do you want to go out with him?” Aleanbh asked her.
She thought for a brief moment before shrugging. “He’s an amazing guy, and he’s really sweet. I wouldn’t hesitate to go out with him if he asked me.”
“Leave that to us,” I told her, a smile on my face. She smiled back and looked out at the kids playing in the park.
“Just think,” Tess said, following Sammie’s eyes to the children. “In a few years, your kids are going to be playing like that.”
I felt a few tears threaten to spill out of my eyes as I watched the kids play. I rested my hand on my stomach, felling the warmth coming from my body. I was still having a tremendous amount of difficulty wrapping my head around the idea of being pregnant. I’m only 17 and I’ve had sex once. But I feel like it isn’t that bad. My mom still doesn’t know and I’m sure when I tell her she’s going to be amazingly angry with me. There’s nothing I can do about that but take what she has to dish out. There’s no way I’m getting rid of it or putting it up for adoption even if she threatens to kill me if I don’t. Harry and this baby are the best things to have ever happened to me and I couldn’t help but have the feeling that my life was only just beginning.
“Are you okay?” Aleanbh asked.
I nodded and wiped away a few tears that had made their way out of my eyes. “I’m just so excited.”
She smiled and took my hand in hers. “Me, too.”
“How do you think Harry and Liam are going to respond to you two giving birth?” Sammie asked.
I laughed at the thought of Harry breathing with me while in labor. Aleanbh must have thought the same thing, or something similar, because she started laughing too.
“Can you just imagine them trying to breathe with us?” she asked through laughs.
The coincidence made me laugh even harder and soon enough there were more tears streaming down my cheeks.
“I think we should head back to the hotel before you pull a muscle or something,” Tess said, standing up from the bench.
We followed her back to the hotel and went for a swim in the pool. I floated around and listened to the silence of the room – aside from the splashes of water and the occasional splashing from one of the other girls. I smiled to myself the entire time, imagining the life ahead of me with my baby and Harry. It was definitely going to be perfect.
6/16/13