He cheats but you find out youâre pregnant
A/N: please excuse the grammar, english is not my first language.
It has been a month since you found out. You were chilling in your apartment with your 4-year-old daughter when you got a text message from a friend, it was a picture of him kissing another woman. There was no doubt it was him, you didnât want to believe it, but there it was, on that day you felt like your world was ending. âThere it is againâ you thought, nothing good lasts forever, at least, not with you they donât. An entire 6 year relationship, all the plans, the trust.. everything slipping away.
To say that you were brokenhearted was an understatement, for the last month you had to pretend you were okay, you could barely sleep, you werenât eating, and what was making you even worse was having to ignore him. Even though he did what he did to you, you still felt bad about ghosting him, and there was nothing you wanted more than to talk to him, you knew that youâd have to eventually, but you werenât ready yet. He knew that you knew, and he was growing more frustrated by not having news from you, being away on tour for 3 months now, not having seen you in the last 2, there was nothing he missed more than you and his baby girl, but there wasnât anything he could do now. Realizing you werenât going to talk to him, he decided to call his sister and have her make sure you were okay.
He wasnât coming home for another month, but he still had to talk to Helena, she would ask about him everyday, so you decided to let Gemma stay with you for a while to help you with her and facetime her dad whenever she wanted to talk to him. He would ask about you every time he called, but you made sure to be as far away as possible when they were facetiming, you knew that if you heard his voice, you would want to talk to him. Gemma would always make up excuses for you, and Helena didnât even know what was going on, she was only worried about when daddy was coming home, letting him know every time how much she missed him.
The pictures were leaked, now the whole world knew the kind of person he was, and the âpoor thingâ you were. That was the last thing that you wanted, now you had to stay home so you wouldnât be bombarded with paparazzi and questions and sad messages from people you didnât even know, you decided to deactivate all of your social media, you couldnât take another minute of it.
Another month had passed and Harryâs arrival was coming closer, you didnât know what you were going to do, you couldnât just kick him out, Helena would be crazy if he didnât sleep with her when he got home. It was all she could talk about, daddy this.. daddy that, you sighed as she babbled about him for the eleventh time today, while taking a sip of your coffee. A ring on the doorbell shook you off your distraction, you and Gemma exchanged a confused look, you werenât waiting on anybody and Harry wasnât supposed to come home for another three days.
She opened the door, and there he was, suitcases, sunglasses and not a very good mood. Helena ran off to the door as soon as she heard his voice, apparently he wasnât expecting Gemma to still be there by the time he got home. Crouching down, he opened his arms and received his very british little gal, even though you lived in California, she still managed to get her dadâs accent. He spun her around, her giggles filling the living room. He took off his sunglasses and you were glad to see he looked like absolute shit, just like you. His eyes red and puffy, his stubble growing bigger, hair disheveled. His eyes scanned the room, looking for you, he looked in the kitchenâs direction and his eyes met yours, you held his gaze for a while and decided your coffee looked really interesting all of a sudden. You heard Gemma try, unsuccessfully to take your daughter upstairs so you could talk, but she wasnât having it, she didnât want to be with anyone else but Harry.
He didnât have another option, so he spent the day with her trying to tire her off until she slept and he could talk to you. You didnât exchange a word until Helena passed out on his lap, his eyes eventually finding you, he didnât sleep on the plane, thinking about what he would say to you, but now that he was here, he couldnât seem to find the words. Your stomach turning every time he looked at you, and you fighting the urge to cry.
He cleared his throat, catching your attention. âIâŚâ he sighed âdonât even know what to sayâ, you nodded, looking at the wall behind him to not get lost in those beautiful green eyes, those eyes you were so deeply in love with.
âYou know, the worst thing is.. I know this isnât my fault, I know I didnât do anything wrong, but still everyday for the past two months I couldnât sleep thinking âWas I not enough?ââ he watched you carefully, his eyes getting sadder each time you spoke âIâve been going to therapy again, and Iâm taking meds to sleep âcause you got me so fucked upâ you chuckled âyou knew all about me, my story and my previous relationships, all I asked is for you to not do the same thing they did to me, and when I finally felt like I could trust someone again, you go and do the exact same thing they all did. Guess youâre not as different as I thought.â You said, remembering when you started dating and he told you âIâm not like these other guysâ
You didnât even realized you had started crying until he gave you a tissue and tried to hug you, nudging him off, you got up and immediately felt dizzy, in two seconds you were hunched over the toilet, throwing your dinner up and he was taking your hair off your face, you couldnât even get mad as you were so vulnerable. He helped you up, you washed your face and drank a little bit of water, his concerned eyes never leaving you. âAre you feeling better?â.
You nodded in response âMustâve been something I ateâ.
âAre you sure itâs notâŚsomething else?â you snapped your head at him, ready to start going off again, but then realizing you were, in fact, late.
You immediately ran upstairs, going in the bedroom the two of you shared, for the last two months you had been sleeping in the guest bedroom, not being able to stay in a room filled with memories of you two. He realized that you hadnât been sleeping there, the bed was made, and the room extremely clean, like it never was before. Going in the bathroom, you got a pregnancy test youâd keep in the cabinet, his eyebrows frowned, looking at you.
You raised an eyebrow at him, âReally? Come on (Y/N)â realizing you wouldnât budge, he left the bathroom and waited patiently at the door, looking around the bedroom trying to distract himself. A few moments later you opened the door, and let him in again. The both of you staying quiet, just waiting the result.
You were extremely anxious and wasnât trying to hide it, what would you do if you were pregnant again? You couldnât raise two kids by yourself.. Your thoughts were cut off by him âLookâ âIâm scared, you lookâ âLetâs look together, okay?â you nodded, biting your lip, and grabbing the test with him, a âPREGNANTâ appeared on the stick. You started sobbing uncontrollably, he hugged you and you let him. Feelings torn between happiness and sadness, he was extremely excited he would become a daddy again, but not so happy because he knew you wouldnât accept him back so quickly.
