Story of Our Lives

-2 Weeks Later-
ElizabethPOV
"Hey baby." Harry says as I walk downstairs from the bedroom. "I thought since we both have a few days off we can go ahead and start planning our wedding." He smiles at me.
"I'd love that Harry." I say. I pull out the box of strawberry pop tarts and stick two in the toaster. I suddenly feel sick to my stomach and run to the restroom down the hallway. I throw up and am able to get up and lock the door just before Harry runs into the door.
"Elizabeth what's the matter? Are you okay?" He asks, sounding worried.
"Yeah I'm fine. Just a little sick to my stomach. I'll be out in a minute, okay?" I say. I hear his footsteps recede down the hallway. I get up off the floor and frantically search through the cabinets, drawers and closet until I find it. A box of pregnancy tests.

HarryPOV
It's been 20 minutes and she still hasn't come out of there. Something must be seriously wrong. I hesitantly start heading that way as she throws the door open and storms out into the kitchen. She grabs her pop tarts off the counter and sits down at the table with them.
"Hey babe, you okay?" I ask putting my hand gently on her shoulder. She looks worried.
"I honestly don't know how exactly I'm supposed to say this, Harry," she pauses. "I'm pregnant."

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