Bridget's POV:

"It's ok Bri I would of knocked that guys teeth out." Dad says as he, Harry and I sit outside the principals office.

"Bridget come in." The principal pokes her out of her office and I stand up and usher my way in.
"You no hands policy at our school." She gets straight into it.

I cross my arms getting frustrated now. "What about our no harassment policy." I remind her.

"Yes we take it very seriously. But you used physical contact. So I have no choice."

Is this bitch serious. "You will be suspend for three days, go to your locker and pack your things." I stand up and kick the chair back not bothering to mind my attitude.

I Strom out with Harry and Dad calling my name out. I reach my locker.

"What happened?" Harry asks as I grab some books from my locker putting them into my school bag.
"I'm suspend." I say bluntly.

"Your kidding." Dad says as Harry now helps me pack my bag. The principal is now walking our way. "You think you can suspend my daughter because she is pregnant." Dad goes up to her trying to help me, but I know in fact it's making things worse.

"Dad let it go"

I'm surprised that dad is hellion me out I mean when I told my parents about my pregnancy, well they acted like any parent would I mean to find out your seventeen year old daughter knocked up by her high school boyfriend.

But as time has passed they are slowly accepting it.

"MR. Riley your daughter used physical contact against another student." The principal says and Harry goes off.

"PHYSICAL CONTACT, it was only a nudge. You can't be serious, what about Justin you gonna suspend him," Harry first yells but calms down.

"MR Styles I would watch your tone your on thin ice, wouldn't want to compromise your tryouts." She says and walks away like a duck in her five inch heels.

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Harry and I rest on my couch watching some soccer game. I move my head up from his shoulder and take a deep breath. 'Harry." I whisper "yea babe" He says still looking at the tv screen. I then start to pick at my nails - a nervous habit.

"Do you maybe think umm I should try and find my birth mum." I say looking at him, he turns the tv off and lays me back down so my head rests on his chest.

"What's made you think this Bridget." He says rubbing my arm.

"I don't know, I'm gonna be a mother soon and I don't know maybe if now isn't the right time then when is?" I look with my eyes.

"I mean ultimately it's your choice, whatever you decide I'll support you." He kisses my cheek.



We sit at my dinning room table and my nervous fingers are on the mouse and the curser is about to click send but something is holding me back.

"What you waiting for." Harry takes a seat next to me. I remove my hand from the mouse and look at Harry. "Can you do it?" I say barely audible.

"Here" Harry puts my hand back on the mouse and his hand guiding me and we click send. This one click on the computer screen could change my life.

"Do you think they will respond." I ask Harry and shrugs his shoulders. "Whatever is meant to be," He says.


It is the next morning and Harry and I have got a text from all our friends to meet at school, which is weird since I'm suspend. But we go anyway.



"What do you think they want on a Saturday morning at school?" I ask Harry as we walk hand in hand.

"I don't know our friends are weird." He chuckles as do I.

"Guys what's happening." I say to Louis and the rest of the group as they hold up signs with my name on it.

"Were protesting." Niall jumps in. "When you told us you got suspend we knew we had to take action" Perrie waves her sign in the air.

"You can get in trouble for this" I say. "So who cares, your worth it." Liam winks.

I feel some tears coming and yes they have now fallen down. Harry is right we have weird, but weird amazing friends.

They all start to chant. As Harry and I watch from the background.


"WE WANT BRIDET BACK AT SCHOOL, BECAUSE SHE IS TO COOL"

"WE ALSO WANT TACOS ON THE MENU" Niall of course shouts

Ok I don't know if I agree with the first statement.

"Mum, Anne?" They walk up to me "What are you doing here?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Were here to support you and our grandchild." Anne says picking up a sign and joining in.

"Bridget we need to get out of here." Harry takes me by the arm. "What why?"

"I can't be seen in the papers, what will the scouts think?" He says and I notice a photographer.

We then decide to leave, as we walk home Harry is in the shits.


"What's the big deal Harry, our friends are doing a nice thing for me." I say as we walk in my front door.


"BRIDGET they are protesting for you, and me I can't have that." he raises his voice.

"WELL I NEVER ASKED THEM TOO" I yell at him.

"I never said you did." he calms down and runs his hand through his curls.

"You might as well." I cross my arms like a five year old. "Bridget come on I'm sorry." He realises his been an idiot.

"Sure you are." I pout. "What come on don't be like that." He notices me.

"Stop treating me like the devil Harry. I did nothing wrong." He shuts me up with a soft tender kiss.

"Would I treat the devil like that." He puts his hand on my hips. I smirk "Well they wold be very confused." Harry chuckles and kisses me again.


"Hey Kids." Dad comes in the front door. "Bridget you got some mail." He hands me envelope I see who it's from and I look at Harry.



"You ready?" Harry asks me as we sit at a park bench. I slowly peel the back of the envelope with shaky hands, "wait you do it." I shove the letter to Harry, he takes my hand, it's ok I've got you" He kisses my temple.

I shut my eyes and let Harry take control.


I stand up from all my nervousness. "Bridget." I rub my hands from the cold and look to Harry.

"Wanna meet your mum?"

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