Page’s POV

“Are you going to tell me what this is all about?” Harry finally spoke up first but unlike him I wasn't ready to talk so I just weakly shook my head at his words.

I know for a fact we've been clinging to each other on the bathroom floor for two hours.

Sometimes having a clock on the bathroom wall does come in handy.

“Are you going to even talk at all?”

I shook my head again and moved so that I couldn't see his face.

Everything in me was telling me to just get it over with ad tell him the truth but yet I couldn't find the energy to open my mouth.

God I'm so pathetic.

Harry sighed and pulled me closer to him while turning me around again so I was facing him, we were just inches apart as he brushed my hair out of my face.

“I love you. I love you. I love you.” He stated slowly as he watched me intensely, trying to figure out my emotions and all I can say is good luck with that.

I can’t even tell how I feel right now.

Tears stung my eyes again as I didn't even attempt to show my love back to him.

It’s one hundred percent still there I just don’t know if he will be saying the same things when he finally knows about this.

“P-please baby, you’re starting to scare me.”

I flinched at the use of the word ‘baby’, usually I loved that he called me that. It made me feel loved and protected as if he wouldn't let anything hurt me, the way the word rolled off his tongue so naturally made my heart melt on any other day.

Maybe it was just a poor choice of words but now my sobs were starting to grow louder again.

Harry rocked us back and forth for another good hour before I felt like it was time for me to suck it up and face what was bound to happen one way or another.

“Y-you are going to hate me.” I hiccuped and felt Harry jump like he didn't expect me to talk any time soon.

“I could never hate you. Ever.”

I drew in a shaky breath and stared right into his eyes to try and tame my nerves.

Do it Page.

Get it over with!

“I'm…”

I lost my train of thought as I watched him look at me so lovingly.

I don’t want to lose that look, no one has ever looked at me that way and I would give anything to keep that look.

“What is it Page?” He whispered as his facial expression grew worried of what I was about to say.

He should be worried.

This is probably going to ruin both our lives.

“I'm pregnant.” I finally blurted out my words as I squeezed my eyes shut and moved away from his embrace.

It was completely silent and I did my best to keep my eyes shut, not wanting to see the look on his face right now.

He’s probably fuming.

I gasped and my eyes finally sprung open as I felt a cold hand slid under my white shirt and onto my flat stomach.

At first I didn't know what to do but eventually I looked up at him to see the biggest smile I think I've ever seen on his face.

“I'm going to be a daddy?” He questioned proudly and I nodded while placing my hand over his that was still resting on my stomach.

His smile faltered slightly when he took in my confused state.

“You didn't think I would be happy, did you?”

“N-no. I thought you’d be pissed.”

He shook his head softly and rubbed his hand in a small circle on my now cold skin.

“Why would I be? I get to become a parent with the most amazing girl on the planet. I wouldn't imagine this with anyone else but you.”

Notes

Here you go lovely people!
Sorry it's short but it's eleven o'clock at night and I'm beyond tired so I'm sorry if it sucked...

- Kass