Trigger warning: traumatic childhood, parental abuse, skipping meals/ not eating, teenage pregnancy and abusive relationships.

They did surprise me. I mean Uma came in too which I weren't sure about she would because her loyalties lies with Harry not me.

"Mmmhnmm." I hum, "This is my favourite." I say gorging on the chicken wings.

"We know, Harry told us." Mal smiles slightly.

I just sigh.

"Y/n he won't shut up about you." Uma moans, "I mean I love you girl, especially what I've learnt from Harry but seriously he's pining." Uma smiles.

I don't look up because my chicken wings have suddenly become very interesting.

"Y/n? It is true. We've never known Harry to be like this." Mal says.

"Y/n you have to admit you two were more than friends with benefits don't you?" Uma asks and I nod, "Why did you reject him then? Harry wanted to be in a relationship with you." Uma says gently.

"Long story." I mutter, shaking at the memory.

"Would you like to talk about it?" Evie asks me gently.

I sigh, "Only to make you guys and by extension Harry understand." I take a breath, "My dad is Jim Hawkins and he loved my mum. She didn't love him. They tried for the ten years to make something of the relationship and it didn't work. It was full of cheating and lies. I'd cry myself to sleep every night because of arguments. My dad tried to keep it on the down low for me but my mum wouldn't care. She would go around being nasty to my dad swearing and calling him names. My mum would have random men round so that's why I always ended up at the beach even though I was six onwards I did that. Then on my eleventh birthday my mum announced the divorce to the whole of my birthday party." I pause taking a breath, "My early teens were my dad being a single dad as my mum left us and took all the money. My dad grew tired and looked too old. That spark he always had in his eyes was gone. He was worn out. My dad became the shell of the man he was at my age." I say with tears.

The girls all give me a massive cuddle then we pull away taking it all in.

"Woah." Evie says quietly.

"To me a relationship means cheating, lies, divorce. It means shame and no sparks with burnt out people and the others stealing money. Relationships means nothing to me no spark, no commitment no love. It means damaging a kid's childhood. My dad saw what his and my mum's relationship - which was also on and off by the way - did to me. He tried to prevent it but mum doesn't care. Being a relationship means playing around and shouting and screaming. My dad is depressed and my mum acting half her age being a over dramatic lying scandal. I don'tblame them as for the first ten years of my life they tried to make it work." I sigh, "I don't want that, especially not with Harry."

Everyone listens in.

"You know not all relationships are like that don't you? I mean look at Evie and Doug or me and Ben." Mal says holding my hand.

"It will happen." I mutter.

"No it won't. You cannot just assume that all relationships will be like that. I know you grew up watching your parents' failed marriage but that is one relationship that ended up like that." Mal tries to reason to me.

"You and Harry practically act like a couple even if you're not." Uma points out.

"Okay fine your's won't. But all of my relationships will go like my parents' and I don't want that. I don't want to be like my mother I can't do that to Harry." I say wiping tears, "With me and Harry I don't just feel butterflies in my stomach I feel a whole zoo. We are there for each other and Harry treats me with respect. Me and Harry we are fun and flirty. We are young and free and doing things our way..."

"No, your relationships won't be like your parents'. You don't know that." Uma reasons holding my other hand.

"You love him." Evie says with emotional tears.

"Yeah and my father and mother loved each other and look where that ended." I mutter.

"You know Harry loves you too. He hasn't ever said it but it's as plain as day." Uma smiles happily.

"Y/n you are not your mother." Mal says sternly.

I whip up to the box underneath my bed and I empty it out on the floor between us. Three positive pregnancy tests stare at us as Mal, Evie and Uma slowly look at them to see.

"I'm just like my mother. A teenage train wreck who got pregnant. I beat my mother though, she was pregnant with me at nineteen." I let out a cry as the three girls embrace me, "I want to keep the baby, I really do but I can't have a relationship like my parents' with Harry. I'm not messing Harry up or our baby."

"Oh Y/n, please just listen to us for a second?" Evie asks with happy tears.

"Not being offensive to your parents but they obviously wasn't right for each other. You and Harry you are." Mal says.

"You're like night and day but you both love each other. We all see the way you two look at each other." Uma smiles.

"You two are meant for each other." Evie concludes, "Harry treats you like a queen even though you're not his." Evie points out.

"How many times has he beat up Chad for you? Or because Chad was making comments? Or because other guys were looking at you?" Uma asks me laughing.

"He is protective of you." Mal says, "How far along are you?"

"Eighteen weeks but I've only known a week. The last time I had a drink was at your hen do five months ago." I say, "I got pregnant roughly around my birthday. Harry made that the best birthday ever and he even met my dad and they got on great. I mean we had a celebration which is when this might of happened." I smile at the memories.

"Look at you know all giggly and blushing and shit. You prove your mum wrong. You make your own relationship the best." Uma says happily.

"You know what you're right."

I pick up all the pregnancy tests and puts them in the box back underneath my bed.

"So does this mean you will give yourself and Harry a chance?" Evie asks excitedly.

"Yes." I smile softly.

The squeals go off.

"Does er, Harry know?" Uma asks.

"Nope I got to tell him soon my baby bump is growing." I say stroking my belly.

"You need to tell him." Mal says seriously.

"Ow!" I say.

"Did the baby just kick?" Mal asks with a look of wonder.

"Yep first kicked five days ago." I smile.

"Can I plan your baby shower? Please?" Evie asks me.

"Yep but first I need to tell Harry." I say sadly, "I just don't want to ruin things. I'm due a scan actually where we can see the gender..."

"Go tell him now while baby is kicking." Uma says excitedly.

I'm all suited and booted made up ready. I tell Harry today. While I was getting ready Uma went and visited Harry to tell him the reason is about my mum and dad's failed marriage. Harry knows about it as me and Harry do talk constantly but he didn't know that was a contributor to why I initially rejected him. I've got to tell my dad though. He's really not judgemental and he will support me either way as he knows that me and Harry are more than friends. Harry and my dad got on swimmingly when they met dad even made a comment about calling Harry son. Mal has called Ben to come as he is not doing king stuff right now but is too busy for tourney. Evie has dragged Doug here too. God I have to do it in front of the whole tourney team including Gil, Jay and Carlos.

As me, Uma, Mal, Ben, Evie and Doug approach the team sat on the benches Carlos smacks Harry to look.

"Lass?" Harry asks.

I haven't had enough prep time so I just pull Harry into a kiss. The kiss is long and slow. We both savour the tastes of each other. Harry gently places his hands on his hips whilst mine snake around his neck.

"I'm so sorry." I whisper.

"It's okay lass." Harry whispers back hugging me.

"I want to be your girlfriend if you'll have me?" I ask hopeful.

"Guys this is painful just get together." Jay yells with a big grin.

"Of course I'll have you girlfriend." Harry says pecking my forehead.

"Harry th-" Baby kicked, "There's something else." I say softly.

Gently I take Harry's hand as I see a confused look from him. Slowly I place Harry's hand on my stomach. Soon enough baby kicks. Harry's face is unreadable as he processes it but then his face lights up as a picture.

"You're pregnant!" Harry yells.

I nod as Harry whoops and lifts me up swinging around.

"I love you so much Harry Hook!" I say loudly.

"I love you too Y/n Hawkins." Harry smiles joyfully.

Harry then pulls me in for a passionate kiss as everyone cheers. Harry then hugs me close but not too tightly. People start coming up to congratulate us and all feels well and good in the world.