You feel a stabbing pain just below your belly button. It's not a normal pain. You've never felt it before, and it takes your breath away. You kick the covers off of your body, revealing a blood soaked bed and pair of pants. You stare down at yourself, tears coming to your eyes.
"Harry!" You shout at him through your tears.
He starts to stir and mumbles a string of cuss words you can't quite hear.
"Y\N go back to sleep, it can wait till the morning." His voice is sleepy, and he rolls back onto his stomach.
"I'm bleeding." You tell him, your voice unsteady and strained.
He sits up quickly, staring at you with pained eyes.
His gaze lingers too long for any reassurance.
There seems to be an unspoken agreement that he's taking you to the hospital.
You change your pants, and Harry assists you to the car. He's not speaking, and neither are you. You both know what is happening, but neither of you want to say it out loud.
He silently holds your hand and strokes your thumb on the drive to the hospital. You see the tears streaming down his cheeks, but he's eventually blurred out by the thickening of your own.
You feel the pain in your stomach again. You scream, and Harry nearly swerves off the road making sure you're okay.
Once you arrive at the hospital Harry is in such a daze he doesn't wait for you to get out of the car. You make the walk to the front doors alone.
Over the course of the next hour, you have a sonogram and an exam.
The doctor confirms what you already knew.
Harry reaches for your hand and lays his tear stained face on your bed, a failed attempt at covering up his sobs.
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionA variety of imagines about none other than the lovely Harry Styles. Hope you enjoy! Pregnancy, marriage, dating, and all stages of life included in these imagines.
