Harry Styles imagines

Pregnant

She had been acting strangely all day.

She jumped at the slightest touch from him. Her mood swung from high to low and she was currently yelling at him about not defending her favorite character in a movie with enough enthusiasm.

“Do you hear yourself right now?” Harry yelled back,

“You sound insane. You’re yelling at me about something that doesn’t even matter. What has gotten into you today? Jesus. I thought only pregnant people had mood swings like this.”

Harry watched with curiosity as her entire body froze and tears immediately started streaming from her eyes.

“Are….” he trailed off, trying to find his voice,

“Are you? Pregnant?”

She swallowed harshly and nodded.

“When the fuck were you planning on telling me? Were you going to tell me?” Harry spat, emotions and thoughts scattering in every different direction

“Of course,” she said through her tears,

“Of course I was going to tell you Harry, but I’m freaking out. I’m scared. This is not when this was supposed to happen for us. We were supposed to be older. We might have been married. You wouldn’t be in the middle of a world tour. I wouldn’t be in the middle of a huge project at work….”

She trailed off and sank back down onto the couch behind her, shaking with silent sobs. Harry immediately softened, sat beside her and pulled her into his lap.

“That’s life, love.” he whispered as he peppered her temple and forehead with kisses.

“Things happen when you least expect it but, with you, I know we’ll always figure it out.”