Harry Styles Imagines

Pregnant

Six tests.

All positive.

All of them having a plus sign that says everything y/n already knew. She's pregnant. It was bound to happen, she could even pinpoint the exact moment when it did.

"Oh my god. OH MY GOD" Y/n says to herself jumping up and down in the bathroom. She is slightly thankful Harry is out with Jeff at a farmers market because she knows she wants to tell him in a special way and he would ruin it by coming up and asking what's wrong.

Y/n does the only reasonable thing when finding out she's pregnant, she calls her mom. They talk for a few minutes and tears are exchanged between the two. She then calls the doctor and sets an appointment up.

After what seems like hours, Harry finally comes home. "Darling! I'm home! Look I got watermelons!" Harry says going into the kitchen to put away somethings. Y/n walks into the kitchen with her usual sweater she stole from Harry.

Harry looks up at her and every time he does, he falls a little harder.

"How was the farmers market? How was Jeff?" Y/n says walking behind Harry to grab a cup to make tea. She unconsciously squeezes his arm when walking behind him.

"It was good, I picked up some pasta. Jeff is good. He has a new ideas for the album and tour. How was your day darling?"

"Uhh-mhm-it was interesting. Didn't do much. Just cleaned up, took a shower, did some laundry . You know the usual" Y/n says while avoiding eye contact.

She doesn't know how to bring it up without scaring the man.

Does she write it down on a paper and give it to him?

Does she sit him down and give him the six positive test?

Does she text him? No, that's stupid he's right next to her

Harry immediately knows something is wrong when she brings up laundry because y/n doesn't do the laundry. She says the room is creepy and every time she's done the laundry, he ends up with pink; everything. Not that he's complaining, but he doesn't practically always want to wear pink shirts.

He likes variety in his colors.

"Darling, you alright? You seem jumpy" Harry says moving closer to y/n. She moves away ever so slightly. Harry furrows his brows and gets slightly hurt by that. "Okay what's going on?"

"What? Nothing! What's going on with you?!" Y/n says in a high pitched voice. Harry's confusion only gets worse and worries him.

This is not going well.

"Y/n what-"

"I'm pregnant" Y/n blurts out without realizing it. Her hand immediately goes to her mouth and her eyes widen. "Fuck shit fuck fuck"

"Your pregnant?" Harry asks in a small quiet voice.

"I'm pregnant. You knocked me up. Real good. Put a baby in me".  By now, y/n is just rambling out of nervousness. "You know you fucked me and you didn't pull out in time but your stroking game is really good like amazingly good I mean come on you got a bun in this oven. An actual baby you know the ones where

Y/n realizes Harry hasn't said anything and she looks at him to see him looking at her with a shocked expression on his face. "H you okay? oh my god did I break you?" y/n walks closer to Harry poking his cheek.

Harry shocks y/n by picking her up in his arms and squeezing the life out of her.

"WE'RE HAVING A BABY!"

Harry screams in when he pulls away. Y/n looks at Harry and notices his eyes have tears in them and his smile is so wide.

"We're having a baby" Y/n says nodding her head with tears in her eyes now.

Harry lets go of y/n and puts his hand on her stomach. He smiles up at her with tears running down his face now.

"Did you say I knocked you up real good and my stroking game is amazing?" Harry asks after a minute of processing.

"Yes. Yes I did". Y/n says nodding her head and pointing to her stomach. Harry laughs loudly at her and falls even more in love with her.

They stay in silence for a little while, just enjoying this moment.

"Hey H"

"Yeah?"

"Your going to be a dad"

"Your going to be a mum"

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I might make this one into a series that follows the pregnancy up until the birth.

let me know what you guys think!

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