Chapter 43 - Bloody Fantastic

Kelsey’s POV:


          My eyes widened as soon as those words escaped Gemma’s mouth, jaw slacking. I could feel my heart rapidly punching my ribcage, a surge of terror, nerves and excitement running through me. Gemma stood, smiling as I let out a small gasp, not exactly sure how I should react.

          “I – I’m pregnant?” I ask her wide eyed; double checking just to make sure I heard her right.

          Gemma nods, her smile growing. “Yes. The tests came back positive, Kels, all of them. You’re pregnant.” She then holds up two blue and white pregnancy tests. “And according to these two, you’re a week and a half along.”

          My hand covers my mouth, tears of either joy or fright – maybe both –burning in my eyes. “Oh, my God,” I speak, my voice muffled against hand.

          Gemma lets out a squeal before running over and attacking me in a hug. “This is so exciting!” she grins, “I need to get Mum.”

          She excitedly runs out of the room, her footsteps thumping down the stairs. “Mum! Mum!”

          As she got Anne, I stood in the room in shock, my right hand on top of my stomach. There was something inside of me; there’s something alive and growing inside of me. Sure, it was probably a tiny bit bigger than the size of a peanut or something, but it was there. That thought itself was the most exciting and terrifying thing ever, and I wasn’t quite sure how to react.

          Suddenly, Gemma runs in with Anne right behind her. “What’s going on?” she asks, chuckling slightly in confusion.

          I bit my bottom lip, smiling slightly. “You’re getting your grandbaby after all, Anne,” I tell her.

          Anne’s eyes widen, a gasp escaping her lips. Genuine surprise was etched across her face as she covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes travelling down to my stomach. “Oh, my goodness,” she says, walking over to me as Gemma grinned. “Come here,” Anne adds before pulling me into a tight hug.

          I laughed through my tears, hugging Anne back. “How do you think Harry will react?” I ask once we pull away, the nervousness quivering back into my voice.

          Anne gave me a smile. “He’ll be shocked, I’m sure. But I’m also sure that he’ll be more than excited. Harry loves kids.”

          I nod, biting my bottom lip. “Okay,” I say, taking her word for it. She was his mom, after all.

          “Do you know how far along you are?” Anne asks, raising an eyebrow.

          “A week and a half,” Gemma says, smiling widely as her dimples deepened.

          Anne nods and looks back at me. “You should go to the doctor for your first ultrasound when you’re about nine weeks – unless you have bad cramps, so then you go sooner.”

          I shake my head, my bottom lip jutting out. “No, I’m fine,” I tell her.

          Anne nods once again and smiles. “This is so exciting,” she cheers, clapping her hands.

          I chuckle, trying to keep my breathing even. “Can we keep this between the three of us?” I ask, looking at Gemma and Anne. “I want to tell Harry when he gets here tomorrow.”

          Both of them nod. “Of course.”

          I give them an appreciative smile, then release a breath as I run both hands through my hair. “This is insane,” I mutter.

          “Yes,” Gemma smiles, “but you’ve got all of us, and Harry. Trust me, Kelsey, you’ll be perfectly fine.”


          “How’re you feeling, love?” Anne asks me as I come down the stairs, waking up from my sleep the next day around noon.

          “Good,” I give her a sleepy smile, “do you know when Harry’s supposed to get here?”

          “Gemma’s gone to pick him up,” she informs me, “they’ll be back soon.”

          I nod, running a hand through my wavy hair. Before coming downstairs, I had changed into beige cropped pants and a dark blue button down shirt. Gladly accepting a cup of coffee from Anne, we drank our drinks together until we heard the front door open, followed by the laughter of Gemma and the unmistakable sound of Harry’s deep and rich laugh.

          Anne grinned and got up, with me following right behind her, and went into the living room where Harry stood. He was laughing at something Gemma said and then looked over at us, his green eyes lighting up. Anne first gave him a big hug, and then Harry turned to me.

          I smiled as he walked over to me, his arms sliding around my waist as he pulled me in for a hug. The side of my head resting against his chest as I could feel the steady beating of his heart. I inhaled his strong cologne, the familiar scent going through my nose.

          “Hey, love,” he mumbles in my ear, and I closed my eyes at the sound of his deep voice.

          “Hi,” I smile as we pull away, though his arms are still around me.

          Harry couldn’t keep the smile of his face as he leaned down and placed a kiss on my lips before pulling away. I then looked over Harry’s shoulder, where I saw Gemma and Anne staring at us questioningly, and I knew exactly what was going through their minds.

          I lick my lips before looking up at Harry, giving him an uneasy smile. “Uh, Harry, we need to talk.”

          Harry looks at me in confusion, the smile on his face wavering a bit. “Um, okay,” he says, clearly not knowing where this was going.

          “We’ll leave you two alone,” Anne smiles, “Come on, Gem.”

          Gemma nods, following her mother out of the living room. I let out a breath as I sit down on the couch, Harry following and sitting down right next to me. “What’s wrong, love?” he asks, eyebrows furrowing.

          I take a deep breath, not knowing how I was going to break this to him. “You see, yesterday, I woke up and I was kind of sick. I was throwing up and felt dizzy and had a really bad headache,” I begin, watching as Harry’s eyes widen in concern. “So Gemma took me to the pharmacy and got me some stuff. And, Harry, I’m… I’m pregnant.”

          It was silent for a moment, and I kept my gaze down through most of it. But when I peeked a look up, I saw Harry’s green eyes widening at the news. My teeth sank into my lower lip, waiting for his reaction. But when he didn’t say anything, my heart sank as I began to stammer out sentences.

          “I-I know this isn’t t-the best time, and I know it’s going to be h-hard, but –”

          “No,” Harry suddenly cut me off, and I stopped as I stared at him, taken aback. “This is… This is bloody fantastic.”

          It was like the weight of the world was being lifted off my shoulders as Harry started smiling really big, his dimples becoming prominent. “Really?” I ask.

          “Yes!” Harry lets out a loud laugh, standing up as I look up at him. “I’m – I’m going to be a dad!”

          I couldn’t help but grin at Harry’s enthusiasm just as Gemma and Anne ran into the room. “She told you!” Gemma cheered, hugging her little brother. “Aw, I’m so happy for the two of you.”

          “This is… oh, my God,” Harry says, a chuckle of disbelief escaping him. “This is amazing.”

          I stood up, smiling as well. “Do you want to tell the boys?”

          Harry nods, immediately pulling out his phone. Anne and Gemma leave the room as I watch Harry dial up Louis’s number, putting the call on speaker. As Harry held the phone in his right hand, his left arm draped over my shoulders as he pulled me to his side, the sound of the phone call going through coming out of his phone.

          “Hello?” Eleanor’s voice goes through.

          “Hey, El,” Harry smiles, even though she can’t see it, “you with Louis?”

          “Yeah,” Eleanor chuckles, “hold on, let me get him.”

          “Okay,” Harry says, “but put the call on speaker. I’ve got something to tell you.”

          Eleanor replies with an okay as I hear some shuffling going on her side of the phone as she goes over to Louis. “Hey, mate,” Louis’s voice says, “what’s up?”

          Harry looks down at me and I nod, giving him a smile. “Well, I just got back home and…” Harry trailed off, smiling as it caused me to laugh.

          “I’m pregnant!” I exclaim, not being able to hold it in any longer.

          “Oh, my God!” the couple screamed over the phone, causing Harry to let out a loud laugh and me to giggle. “Congratulations!” Eleanor says.

          “My Harry’s going to be a daddy,” Louis laughs, “well, I’m happy for the two of you. This is fantastic news.”

          After talking to them a bit more, Harry and I proceed to call on the other guys. The boys, Perrie and Danielle all had the same reactions; all filled with joy and ecstasy. As we called each of them, I got more and more excited about this whole baby situation. And with Harry by my side, I was pretty sure we’d be able to go through all of this.

          Knowing Harry was excited to be a father, even at such a young age, relieved me. Yes, we were going to be young parents, but we could make this work. Normally, you’re supposed to date someone, marry them and then have a child. Harry and I kind of switched the order of that, going from marriage, dating, to having a kid. How strange.

          As Harry talked excitedly to his mother about this, I checked the time and quickly dialed Logan’s number, knowing he was awake. “Hello?” my best friend’s voice spoke.

          “Hey, Logan,” I smiled, walking out of the living room. “I need to tell you something.”

          “What’s up?” he asks.

          I keep silent for a moment, trying to get myself together, before saying, “I’m pregnant.”

          Now it was Logan who was silent for a while, before he exclaims, “no way!”

          I giggle. “Yes, way,” I tell him, “I found out yesterday. I just told Harry now.”

          “That’s amazing, Kels!” Logan laughed. “If I was there right now, I’d hug you.”

          “Thanks,” I chuckle before exhaling deeply. “You think I’m ready for this, Logan?” I ask quietly.

          Logan chuckles. “No one’s ever ready for a kid, Kelsey,” he says. “But if anyone’s capable of raising a kid, it’s you and Harry. And anyway, don’t worry about that right now; you have nine months.”

          I smile. “Not to mention morning sickness and all that crap.”

          Logan lets out a whistle. “I’m glad I’m not a girl.”

          I roll my eyes. “Fuck off,” I laugh. “Anyway, I just wanted to let you know about that. I’ll talk to you later, Logan.”

          “Okay, bye, Kels.”

          Once I hung up, I leaned against the wall in the house’s hallway, my phone in both hands as I pressed it to my chest, looking up at the ceiling. I’m having a baby. I’m actually, really having a baby.

          I looked down at myself and at my stomach, which in about two months or so, would start going. My right hand, gripping my phone, went down to my side as my left stayed over my stomach. For some miraculous reason, my eyes burned with tears and soon they trailed down my cheeks as I bit my bottom lip, trying to stop any sound from escaping.


          My head snapped over to the left where Harry was walking towards me, looking at me in concern. “Hey,” I say, my voice coming out as a whisper as I straighten up, my left hand wiping the tears off my cheeks.

          “What’s wrong, babe?” Harry asks, green eyes looking into my blue ones as he cups my face in his warm hands, his thumbs wiping away the tears I had missed.

          I shook my head, giving him a small smile. “Nothing,” I tell him.

          Harry lifts my head a bit in his hands, making me look at him directly in the eye which I had previously tried to avoid. “Do you expect me to believe that?” he asks, lips curling up into a half smile, “Come on; you know you can tell me anything.”

          I nod, well aware of that. “It’s just… Surprising, you know? I’m not crying because I’m sad. I’m crying because I’m happy,” I say, giving him a genuine smile.

          Harry’s eyes soften, a small smile on his naturally rosy lips. “I’m happy too; more than you could ever imagine,” he says, his voice a hoarse whisper. “Knowing I’m going to be a dad is the second best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

          I look at him curiously, frowning slightly. “What’s the first best?”

          Harry gives me a cheeky smile, the dimples I adored so much coming into view. “Knowing that you’re the mother of my child,” he says, winking.

          I couldn’t help but laugh at his cheesy statement, no matter how adorable and sweet it was. My laughter soon dissolved as I shoved my phone in the back pocket of my pants, my arms going around his neck.

          “What about your fans?” I ask. “And your management? What would they all think?”

          “The fans will understand. If they love me as much as they say they do, then they’ll understand,” Harry assures me, giving me a confident smile. “And what can management even do? Kick me out of the band for having a baby with my wife?” he smirks, raising eyebrows in amusement.

          I give him a look. “Can’t blame me for asking, can you?” I say.

          Harry chuckles. “No, I can’t,” he says. “But anyway, you’ve got nothing to worry about, Kelsey. Everything will be perfectly okay.”


          I look up at Harry, before leaning in and pressing a kiss on his soft lips. He immediately responds, his grip on my waist tightening as he pulls me in even more as if it were possible. I pull away a second later, mumbling against his lips, “I’m taking your word on it,” before pulling him in for yet another kiss.