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You leave him after finding out you're pregnant (Harry imagine)

You leave him after finding out you're pregnant (Harry imagine)

Silence. Something so quiet, but yet so loud and full of words. Words that remained unspoken. And it killed you. Silence killed you. Because you wanted words. Words that said it all would be okay. But you didn't hear them. You didn't hear the words you wanted to hear. The only thing you got was a silent Harry sitting in front of you. And yet again... It killed you. 'It's okay...' You whispered. But it was not okay. This was not okay. Nothing was ever going to be okay again. Because he stayed silent when you said your words. The words that changed everything you ever dreamed off. It changed your future, with him, forever. So you got up, tears silently rolling down your cheeks, making your way over to the bedroom to pack your stuff. And how you wished he would come after you and stop you from leaving. But he didn't. He stayed silent. He didn't move. He didn't say a thing. But you knew enough. 'I'm not going to... You know... Remove it.' You really tried your best to hold it together and you despised yourself for the words you said. But he needed to know what your plans were. He needed to know you would keep the baby... His baby... Your baby. You waited for a couple of seconds, but when he still didn't react, you left. And from the moment you pulled the door close behind you, you broke. In a million pieces. And you wondered if you were ever going to survive this. Because this felt like dying. You left everything you ever loved behind, to be there for something even bigger, brighter and better... But how you wished he would be there to do it with you. How you wished he didn't stay silent...

(7 months later)

This belly was absolutely killing you and you had still one month to go. You barely could move without being completely out of breath. You looked like shit. Sleeping was not something you enjoyed anymore and basically every little aspect of the beautiful experience of being pregnant, was not meant for you, unfortunately. Like it was not worse enough you were doing this completely on your own. But you learned to not feel pity for yourself anymore. Because it didn't help at all. And with that thought you struggled yourself out of the car, with a lot of effort, to go and buy some groceries. Because you had to eat... You really had to remind yourself to actually eat. Not for yourself, but for the baby. You wiggled inside the store, grabbed yourself a basket and took your little list out of your pocket. You needed to make these little lists because otherwise you would just roam around and go out without buying anything. You felt like a walking cow. Yes. That was exactly how you felt. You hated being pregnant. And you hated it even more that you were alone while being pregnant. But you needed to remind yourself: no compassion. No pity. It was all more tiring after all. 'Ow...' You breathed out while you bended over to grab a box of cereal on the bottom of the rack. You grabbed your belly with your hand. You felt her kick like crazy and it hurt you. You tried to do the little breathing exercises you learned with the lady from pregnancy classes. And just when it started to work, you felt two hands, gently grabbing your waist and you flinched. Because the only one who ever touched you like that was Harry, and you didn't want anyone to do that other than him. And just when you were about to turn and get mad at the person who had the guts to touch you like this, you heard the low, raspy voice you missed... so... so much. 'Are you okay, Y/N?' And the way he said your name. The way he sounded so careful and worried and sweet. It crushed you from inside out. You knew you were about to start crying again. Because you weren't over this. You weren't over him. You weren't over the two of you. And the baby did not help with that at all. 'Y/N? Hey...' You felt his hands pulling you up, so you would face him and when you did... There were no words that could ever describe the feeling. A feeling with hurt, happiness, tears and smiles, anger and forgiveness, all in one. His eyes were concerned and sad. He didn't look as good as he used to look. Not to mention he looked quite miserable. And still... You didn't want him any other way. This time you were the one with no words. You were the one who couldn't find any word to say. So you didn't. 'Com'n... I'll take you home.' He said. And you didn't object. Although one question was really burning on your tongue here. Where was home? Because the only home you knew was with him.
He took your car keys, led you into your car and he started driving. You were in this kind of automatic state. You were completely unaware of anything except for Harry beside you. 'How are you?' He said quietly, eyes on the road. What a fucking stupid question was that. Like it wasn't obvious you were absolutely freaking out. When you didn't answer his question, he nodded to himself. Like he figured out it was not going to be that easy. 'Y/N... I can't begin to explain how sorry I am. I-.' But you didn't let him finish and interrupted him. 'Then don't Harry. Because you're good at it. Not explaining things... Not saying the things you need to say. So just don't bother yourself with it.' You snapped, folding your arms over each other, resting on your belly. 'Baby... I-.' 'DON'T BABY ME! I'm not your baby. This is your baby!' You pointed to your tummy. 'But you weren't interested in eight months. So don't ever try pretending to be interested right now.' You were so mad. So angry. It was like this build up anger was coming out of you and you couldn't stop it. 'And God... Harry Fucking Styles. You are literally a pain in my ass. Because you completely tore me apart. And the only thing keeping me alive these past couple of months is this baby. And I am counting the days to meet her because I want her to look like you. Because I miss you so... much...' You went from yelling to sobbing while saying the words you actually didn't want to tell him. But you couldn't hold it in. Because it was the truth. 'I just wanted you to be here. I wanted you to help me, be with me, talk to my belly, join me on appointments. Because you know what's the worst thing? The worst thing is going to a freaking doctor appointment and tell the doctor that the daddy is not going to be there. And I have to say it every time, because I don't have the power and the will to tell her that the father isn't going to be there... ever.' Tears were streaming down your face. You didn't even notice Harry stopped the car. 'I know...' Harry started and you heard his voice crack. 'I know that what I did is... unforgivable. And for those past months, there didn't pass a day that I didn't regret not saying the words I wanted to say when you told me you were pregnant. But if you want to... I can say the words now. Even if you don't want to except them.' He said softly. And you were holding you breath, softly sniffing your tears away. 'I love you. You are the only one I ever loved this much and I just. I can't... I literally can't cope, can't function, cannot live without you. And I want this baby... This baby girl... In my life with you. And there is nothing I want more. And I know I don't have any right to want things at this point. But I just... I want to ask you... If you maybe. Only if you want. If you maybe let me go to the next appointment with you. So you could tell the doctor that the father is there. And he was so... so unbelievably stupid, to not be there any other time. But he will from now on... Every step of the way. Only if you'd like that.' You felt him searching for your hand and when he grabbed it, it was like you came home. Because your hand fitted perfectly in his. Like it was meant to be there. 'I could like that...' You whispered softly, letting him know that it was okay for him to come with you. And you weren't okay yet. This was not okay yet. But it was a start. And somehow you knew that there was no way this child was going to be raised with only a mother. And the only reason was that her father was Harry Styles. And there wasn't one man in the world that loved you and your baby more than he did. And that was enough for you.
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Bonus: Disney pick up line

Louis: Hey beauty, can I introduce you to my beast?

Harry: You must be Cinderella, because I see that dress disappearing by midnight.

Niall: Call me Pooh, because all I want is you, honey.

Zayn: One night with me, and I'll show you a whole new world.

Liam: You can call me Nemo, because I'm gonna "touch the butt"