Aisley's POV :
So Taylor had the same classes as me as well. We exchanged numbers and now she's in my driveway. I invited of course . We walked up to the door and stepped through . I closed the door behind us .
"Hey . Is this a new friend ?" Louis asked .
"Yes . I'm Taylor ." Taylor said.
"Nice too meet you Taylor . I'm Louis . This is me girlfriend Eleanor ."
"Where's Niall ?" I asked .
"Check Starbucks , your room , the you know what , or his room ." Louis told me .
"Alright thank you ."
We walked upstairs to Niall's room . He wasn't in there . We walked down to my room . Still he wasn't there . We went to my car . I drove to Starbucks , he wasn't there either . Only one place left . The place Louis kept quiet about .
"Hey Aisley , what's the you know what that Louis was talking about earlier ?"
"Um don't worry about it ."
"Please tell me ?" she begged.
I put my foot on the break as we were at a street light.
"Alright . But you gotta promise you won't tell anybody ."
"I promise ."
"I'm pregnant ...?" I said a little more like a question .
"Your what ?"
"Pregnant ."
"With-with-with Niall's bay - babe - baby ?"
"No. My ex ex boyfriend raped me and got me pregnant and I refuse to set it up for adoption or get an abortion ."
"Aisley , your gonna have to tell people because they are gonna notice when your stomach gets a lot bigger . You are gonna have to tell your teachers , your friends , the principal , the world ."
"I know . I know . That's the part that's gonna suck . I'm trying to skip that part . Cause im going to get called a whore , a hoe , a bitch , a slut . I will end up believing everything . Its going to get to me . So I need to get used to everything . Just please try not to remind me ."
"No they won't . If they do I'll punch them in the face . Cause my new bestie is not a whore , a slut , a bitch , or a hoe . Don't let that get to you . And I won't remind you as long as you don't remind me ."
"What do you mean ?" I asked .
"I'm pregnant too." She told me .
"Oh my god ! How many weeks are you ??"
"15 you ?"
"17 weeks ." I responded .
"2 weeks more than me."
"yup ."
*ding*
Taylors phone went off.
"Hey Aisley ? Can you take me home right now ? I forgot I have volleyball practice tonight . My coach just texted me ."
"Um yeah sure .Where do you live ?"
"Turn right , right now . then you'll go straight til so see the first left . then go straight down to the cul-de-sac ."
"Alright ."
I did as I was told .
"Do you mind taking me to practice ? My parents aren't home . I will love you forever !"
"Sure ."
"Thank you thank you ! She said hugging me .
when we got there she practically jumped out of the car . She ran to the door .
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5 minutes later she runs out the door in a jersey and spandex . She had a volleyball in her hand .
"Is it at the school ?"
"Yes . Thank you so much !"
"Your welcome . Don't play too hard today ."
"I have to . Its the coaches rule ."
"But he doesn't know your pregnant ."
"True . But I have to or I will get kicked off the team ."
"Then tell your coach ."
"He'll kick me off of the team ."
"Then quit before he kicks you off ."
"Aisley . You do not know how much volleyball means to me ."
"Taylor , I don't want you to get a miscarriage for playing to hard . What is more important to you volleyball or your baby ?"
"I can't believe you . That is basically like me choosing life or death ."
"I'm sorry. Look my brothers girlfriend was pregnant and she just had a miscarriage . She was devastated . I don't want that to happen to you ."
"I really am happy that I'm having a baby . But I can't quit volleyball for it ."
"And what happens when you start to show ? Won't you get kicked off the team ?"
"Yes . But I want to play until I start showing ."
"Then you can come over with your volleyball and we can hit it around . Okay ? But you have to quit ."
"Aisley , my parents don't know I'm pregnant yet . And they will ask why I quit the team ."
"Then tell them . But who is the father of the baby."
"I don't know . I was at a club . he took me to a hotel we did it . I never got his name ."
"Oh and are you a fan of One Direction ? Niall wanted to know."
"No actually I'm not . Sorry ."
"Oh its fine ."
"Here let me text my coach that I can't make it . Do you want to go back to your house or something ?"
"Sure. Do you have an extra change of clothes ." I asked.
"Yes ."
"Okay ."
*at the house*
"We're back ." I yelled . Harry walked into the living room with a banana , looking at his phone .
"Faggot ." I mumbled .
"Hey. I heard that." he said.
"Good. I don't care ."
He looked at Taylor . Taylor looked back .
Taylor's POV:
I looked at him. He looks so familiar. Shit were the fuck is he from ? Fuck. I know now .
He's the father of my baby ..
"Um hi." He said .
"Hi."
"I didn't get to tell you my name. I'm Harry ."
"Oh. I'm Taylor."
"Awkward ." Aisley whispered .
"Harry can I talk to you please ?" I asked .
"Well I'm just going to go find Niall . So ." Aisley said leaving .
"So what do you want to talk about ?" he asked .
"The night that we did it ."
"It was like the best sex I've ever had ."
"Yeah it was good , but."
"But what ?"
"Don't get mad Harry . please ."
"Okay but what ?"
"I'm pregnant ."
"Your joking . Where's the cameras ." he said .
"No I'm not ."
he walked out the front door slamming it .
What have I done ?
Harry's POV:
Fuck ! First she's friends with my ex . Second I fucked her and she's pregnant ! Shit .
I walked back inside . She was sitting on the couch crying. God what have I done ?
"Love , we will figure this out . I didn't mean to get mad . I was just shocked ."
"Harry . How are we gonna figure this out ? you clearly don't want this baby ."
"I do. I really do ."
"Prove it."
"Taylor will you be my girlfriend ?"