Page’s POV

There’s something I haven’t told Harry but I’m afraid of how he’ll react if I tell him.

It’s part of the reason why I’ve been distant from him lately.

With everything going on, with Taylor revealing to the world about the contract, management on our backs, the fans, the tour, it’s been so chaotic that Harry hasn’t even noticed.

I was a few weeks late, but I didn’t think much of it because I had always had an irregular period.

But a few weeks extended to a month so I decided to buy a pregnancy test just in case.

Harry and I had only slept together (with protection) a few times since the first time but I still wanted to be precautious.

I took it while Harry was away with the boys at an interview.

We were back in England for a week or two before we resumed the tour.

As soon as the positive+ flashed on the stick, I had tears in my eyes.

I didn’t know what to do. I was at a loss for words. It all happened so fast.

Harry and I haven’t even talked about marriage yet and now I’m supposedly pregnant?!

I just don’t see how it’s going to work. Harry has a job to do. He’s one-fifth of the biggest boy band in the world. He barely has time for me let alone a child.

I dialed Cindy’s number but she didn’t answer, so I dialed the one person I knew would.

Sam.

“Hello?” He said. “Page?”

“Yeah, it’s me. Harry’s away with the boys and I-I don’t know what to do…” My voice cracked.

“What’s wrong, love?” He asked.

“Can you please come over? I’ll explain then. I’m sorry this is sudden… I-I just don’t want to be alone right now.”

“Sure. Text me the address. I’ll be over as soon as I can.”

“T-thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I’m on my way. Don’t do anything stupid.”

And with that, he hung up.

I remember the last time someone told me that.

It was when I invited Ed over after I saw the magazine of Harry kissing Taylor, I was devastated and he knew it.

‘Don’t do anything stupid’ He had told me.

One part of me is telling me that this is all my fault, if I hadn’t agreed to the contract, I wouldn’t have been hurt so many times and I wouldn’t be in the situation right now.

But the other part of me doesn’t regret any of it. I am one hundred percent in love with Harry and I can’t imagine a life without him.

I’m just afraid. I’m afraid that he’ll leave me when he finds out.

And I don’t think that I can do it alone.

“Page, babe!”

I heard Harry’s voice, followed by nearing footsteps.

I could tell by his ragged breathing that he was now behind the door, which was thankfully locked.

“Page, baby. Sam called. He wouldn’t tell me what it was about… I came as quick as I could. Please say something. I need to know that you’re alright.”

“I-I’m fine, Harry.”

I heard him sigh. “Please open up.”

I wiped the tears out of my eyes before standing up from my spot on the bathroom floor and opening the door.

Harry didn’t saying anything when he saw me, he just brought me in his arms and held me.

Notes

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