Harry Imagines

Pregnant

(Your POV)

            Today all I have been doing is go baby shopping. Yes I am 5 months pregnant and I am having a baby girl. I went shopping for four hours but only found a couple of things that I really needed.

            Harry and I have been together for about two years. I would like to say that this baby was not planned but I couldn’t be happier with the outcome. I’m on my way home from the mall when I see a car I don’t recognize along with Harry’s. I don’t want to start to worry because it can just be one of the boys and their new car.

            I get the bags out of the trunk and head for the door and the door was unlocked which is unusual because it is locked even if someone is home just in case that someone wants to harm us we get a little bit more time to run or something.

            I walk into the living room and I see Harry kissing a girl. She was straddling him and they were having a full make out session. I drop my bags and all you hear was a big thump and the sound of their lips separating. Harry pushes the girl off of him.

            “(Y/N) its not what it looks like. I swear this is all a misunder-“

            “I trusted you!” I yelled. I was furious that he will break my heart after he promised that he will never hurt my in any way. “They were right. I should of never trusted you! God. How can I be so stupid!”

            “(Y/-“

            “I should have just left you when I had the chance.”

            “Leave! The door is right there!” He points to the door. “There’s no one stopping you especially not me. I’m actually glad I cheated on you. Now I get to see the real you that has been hiding for the past two years. And now I see is that you are a worthless bitch! You are not good for anything and it wouldn’t make a difference if you or that baby that may or may not be mine left. For good. So no one is stopping you because I didn’t want the baby in the first place it was just a mistake that I would regret for the rest of my life. Thanks for doing me this favor”

            “Fine.” I said tears stream down my face. I ran out and got into my car. I was full on sobbing with tears flooding my eyes that I couldn’t see. I wipe my eyes and the next thing I knew is that I crashed into a car.

            I can’t feel my body but the last thing I was thinking about was myself. My baby is in danger and I couldn’t think about myself I need to think about her.

            I hear ambulances in the background but after sometime it started to fade as well as my vision.

(Harry’s POV)

            I didn’t mean to say any of the things I said to her. She just got me really mad and I know its not an excuse but I just got really mad.

            The girl was just a friend and then she threatened me that if I don’t kiss her she would make (Y/N) life miserable even the baby. What a friend right? I had to protect them even if she wouldn’t harm them I just couldn’t take that risk. Right when I agreed and kissed her (Y/N) decided to show up. If she would have gotten here earlier and heard the conversation she would of understood.

            Right now I’m just acing up and down the living room waiting fro (Y/N) to return but instead I get a phone call.

            “Hello?”

            “Hi is this Harry Styles.”

            “Yes this is him.”      

            “I would just like to inform you that your wife got into a very bad accident and she is in critical condition. Please get to Grey and Sloan Memorial Hospital (Eh who watches Grey’s Anatomy? If you don’t then it’s pointless.) I get my stuff and rush towards my car and regret every single word I said to her before she left.

Part 2

(His POV)

            Once I arrived to the hospital I rushed to the front desk and asked for (Y/n) and all they told me was that she was in critical condition.

            “What about my baby? What about my little girl? How is she?” I asked panicking. I never wanted her to get hurt.

            “I’m so sorry sir. The baby was killed when the car crashed into your wife. The impact was too much for the baby that it didn’t stand a chance of survival.”

            I started sobbing. I didn’t want any of this to happen. I wanted to be at home preparing the nursery for my little Darcy. Have a nice meal with my wife instead of waiting for any updates on her or finding out that my child was no longer living.

            It hurt so bad because it was all my fault. If I wouldn’t have said any of the things I said she would still be here. Waiting to be born into a strong healthy baby girl. Instead I will have to prepare for her funeral.

            About three hours pass and I finally get an update in  (Y/N).

            “Are you related to (Y/N)?” asked the doctor.

            “Yes. I’m her boyfriend.”

            “Right now (Y/N) is recovering from the damage. She is stable for now but anything can happen. It’s a miracle she is still alive she lost a lot of blood. I’m sorry to inform you about your child. There was no possible way we could of saved your child.” After he said that I was crying on the floor. Not only because I found out my baby died but that (Y/N) was okay.

            “Can I see her?” I asked

            He nodded and asked me to follow him. Once I saw her I couldn’t contain myself. I was crying hysterically. She was so broken it hurt me.

            “How long will it be until she wakes up?”

            “It depends on the person. Every person is different.”

**TWO WEEKS LATER**

(YOUR POV)

            I wake up feeling very empty. I remember everything from that day from the fight to the crash. After that I couldn’t remember anything at all.

I looked around the room to find Harry sleeping on the chair besides my bed. I looked down towards my stomach. My once big belly was flat as can be. Which makes me think where my baby is and I start sobbing.

            Waking up Harry, he gets up and walks over to me and starts crying with me.

            “You’re awake! I cant believe it you’re awake”

            “Where is she! Where is my daughter” I start screaming.

            “I’m so sorry (Y/N). I know how much you cared about this baby but unfortunately it didn’t survive the crash.”

            Those words hit me like a ton of bricks. I start hitting him and telling him it was his fault that my baby died.

**One Year Later**

Everything was back to normal. Or as normal as can be. Harry and I solved our problems but I still feel empty inside. We tried over and over again to get pregnant but there was no luck. We needed something to mend our hearts caused by our loss.

            At this moment I’m taking a pregnancy test hoping that this would be out change.

Yes? No? Maybe? Tell me what you think!!

-Muskaan xx