t a y l o r

How am I going to tell him? Make him dinner? Write him a letter? I don't know. I've always wanted to have one. I sighed and looked at the three tests on the bathroom counter. All positive. Great. Should I just keep it a secret from him? No. Should I just tell him? Yes. I brought my head in between my hands and closed my eyes. I let out another sigh and thought about it one more time.

As I finally made a decision, I brought myself in a sitting position and took a deep breath.

I'm going to tell him.

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I cooked dinner for Harry and I around six o'clock, I was ready to tell him. My heart was beating so fast and my palms were sweating. I quickly wiped them on my jeans and brought my lips into a thin line. Let's hope he doesn't run away from me.

"Taylor!?" Harry's voice echoed through my apartment.

"In here!" I answered back at him, peeking my head out the kitchen to see him in front of the door. He smiled once he saw me and I did the same to him. He then walked into the kitchen and I setting up the table, putting the plates, forks, and knives on the table. I smiled once he brought his arm around my waist, I turned around and he took a step back as I was still smiling. Harry then had his arm behind his back and I furrowed my brows, Harry smirked and brought out a cuddled-size bear that's half his size. I opened up my mouth in surprise and grabbed the bear from him. (a/n: Taylor Squared af)

"Oh my gosh, Harry!" I hugged him with my one arm. "Thank you so much."

"You're very welcome, babe." I felt Harry's smile wider and I hugged him tighter like I missed him. I released from the hug and admired the bear in my arms.

"I really love it. Thank you again." I looked up at him with a big smile on my face. I then leaned in and pressed my lips on his and pulled back. "Oh, and dinner is ready."

He smiled and looked down at the table, "Ooooh, what did Miss Swift cook today?" he said while sitting down in his original spot.

"Well," I smiled at his actions while going to the stove and grabbed the stir fry. "I made stir fry. Baby peas, baby carrots, and basically everything baby." Wow, way to be specific, Taylor.

"Wow, it's baby land." Harry widen his eyes and kept looking at his plate. "Wait, are you–"

"Yes," I nodded and kept my eyes on him. He then looked up at me and I swear, I saw his eyes brighten up. "Yes I am." Harry covered his mouth with his one hand and about to cry.

"I'm going to be a father?" he mumbled while he put his hand down. I nodded again and felt a tear fall down my cheek. Happily crying. I've always wanted a baby... especially with Harry. We've been trying for five months and here it is. Harry and I are having our very first baby. God, I can't wait. "So is that why you felt sick two weeks ago? You had morning sickness?" Harry asked me.

"Yeah, I didn't know that but yes. I just thought it was the food we had that night but it wasn't!" I exclaimed while shrugging my shoulders. Smiling widely and I grabbed my fork, stabbing it gently in the soft baby carrot.

"Oh my god," Harry said as his hand was over his mouth. "I'm going to be a father." I kept smiling even when I ate. I was too happy.

"I can't believe it either." I said to him while I finished swallowing, I let out a chuckle and I play with my food afterwards. Yes, I was that happy.

Harry kept his hand on his mouth, still surprised, then he put his hand on his lap. "How many weeks are you?" he asked me. The watery eyed guy looked into my electric blue eyes.

"I'm about a month." I nodded my head and smiled again at him. Harry stood up from his seat and hugged me from the back, his arms around my neck and I looked up at him.

"I'm beyond happy." he said near my ear, making me smile wider. I put my hand on top of his wrist and gently squeezed, nodding in agreement.

"I am too."

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As a couple hours passed after I told Harry I was pregnant, we were just watching TV in the living room. Harry was cuddling the bear he got for me – cute right? And, it gets even better; he's laying on my lap. He's like a cute little pup cuddling his favourite toy. So adorable.

I played with his curls while he was asleep, smiling to myself as I do so. I thought to myself...

How did I get so lucky to meet him?

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an: okay, I'm actually excited about this and omg, just imagine Haylor getting back together and having a baby!!!

and yes, I got the baby dinner from Full House :)) credit to them!

ps. Adam needs to move on and grow up.... #TeamTaylorAllTheWay

*lyric from innocent here*