Alex

Two weeks later I hadn't told anyone about my pregnancy. I was sick and vomiting almost every day around fifth period. According to the doctor I was about six weeks along so she told me to come in another two weeks after the holidays for an ultrasound.

School was becoming too difficult to stay concentrated, but as I told Harry, we needed to get through High School no matter what.

To make the situation worse, Harry was getting blood work done so my stress was pretty high at the moment. I couldn't handle if he got sick right now, he doesn't deserve to be in this situation of dealing with the possibility of cancer.

I was so tired all the time and he was trying to be supportive but I knew he was feeling stressed as well.

Luckily Christmas vacation finally came around and I was able to sleep in. I was sitting in my room wrapping presents when my sister came home and surprised me. "Hey! I thought you'd be home next week?"

"Ugh my roommate is such a drag, I finished my classes and came over as soon as possible." She hugged me tightly and pulled away to look at me. "You okay?" I nodded sitting down on the floor again.

"Yeah just finishing up mom and dad's gifts." She sat down with a glass of water and began talking about school and everything she had going on. We texted all the time, but recently with so much going on, I couldn't text her.

On the outside, I looked fine, but on the inside I was scared. I was with child, sixteen years old, and hadn't told anyone but the father. I was terrified to even think about telling my parents. "Alex?" I looked up at my sister who waved a hand in front of me.

"What?"

"I was talking and you zoned out, are you okay?" I felt my bottom lip trembling and nodded quickly but she didn't buy it. "Hey what's going on did you and Harry like break up?" I shook my head.

"No, I just- have a lot on my mind." I wiped my eyes and stood carefully to place the final present on the bed to take downstairs.

"Well talk to me, you never act this way. Is everything okay?" I shook my head closing the door and sitting in front of her.

"You're gonna be upset but I have to tell someone because I'm scared." She quickly stood and sat beside me on my bed and held my hands.

"Dude you're scaring me, what's going on?" I sniffled.

"I was- please don't freak out." She nodded. "Harry and I have been having sex. I think- I know I'm- I've been sick..." She nodded and almost immediately had a look of realization.

"Oh my god. Are you joking?" She whispered. "Alex?"

"Amy, I'm pregnant," I said as low as I could.

"Do mom and dad know? Does Harry know?" I shook my head begging her not to talk any louder.

"Harry knows but I haven't told mom or dad- god they'll hate me and kick me out of the house." I began crying and was quickly held by my sister who told me everything was going to be fine. She sniffled and pulled back to put her hands on my face.

"Oh my god I can't believe this, is Harry being good to you?" I nodded smiling. "Good- Christ I don't know what to say." I knew that feeling well.

Christmas day came around and we all opened presents like we traditionally did every year. My dad sat and watched as I opened my gift he got me. It was a small box with a lot of tape around it which was very irritating to get off. I finally opened it and realized inside was the keys to a car. My eyes widened as I looked up at him. "Wait, what?"

"Come on." My parents took me outside and we stopped right in front of the house to find a dark blue car. I looked at my parents and the only thing that I felt was guilt. "Since you've kept straight A's in school and have been making more of an effort we thought you could use a car, especially since you'll be going to college in a few months. Consider this an early birthday and Christmas gift." I began to shake and felt tears falling down my cheek.

Amy gave me a look as if to tell me to calm down. "Wow! You guys shouldn't have!" I cried hugging my dad.

I didn't deserve this.

"Even though you have your moments, I'm proud of you for getting such good grades hon." I thanked him, hugged my mom and jumped in the car feeling nausea hit me.

The next day Harry came over and handed me my gifts before he noticed the car in the driveway. He was wearing his hoodie and looked like he hadn't slept in days. "Who's car is that?" His voice was a bit hoarse.

"Mine, my parents got me a car, Harry." I began crying again. "I don't deserve one but they gave me it." He put his arms around me and gently rubbed my back.

"You have to stop crying angel, it's not good for the baby." He said quietly. This made me cry harder, I was going to be a terrible mother.

He walked me inside and up to my room where he had me sit down and take deep breaths. He cleaned up my bed and had me lay down and try to breathe deeply until my crying stopped. I laid back and watched as he opened his gift.

It was a variety of small stuff Harry liked, colorful socks, a pair of converse shoes, some bracelets and a letter which he read right away. "Harry, you are the sweetest, cutest guy in the world and I'm so happy to have you in my life as my best friend and boyfriend." He wiped his eyes and I smiled as he began to sniffle but continued. "You make me smile so much that I'm sure my face would get stuck like this eventually. I never want anybody else but you, my cute baby love." He turned to me and quickly laid down beside me hugging me.

"I love you," I said against his head.

"I love you more."

"Not possible."

He pressed his lips to mine and then pulled back for a second before lifting my shirt over my stomach and leaning down to kiss me there as well. He came back up to look at me before grabbing one of the presents he brought me and having me open it.

I sat up and opened the first one to find a small box with a set of three rings. Each one had one of our terms of endearment engraved on it.

"Oh my god." I smiled big.

"See baby, angel, love." he smiled.

"I love them, baby." I kissed him and quickly put them on my finger. "A perfect fit." he nodded.

I reached for the other gift to see that he also got me a letter but it wasn't a letter it was test results. I looked at them and they were his blood work. "I don't know what this means?" he chuckled.

"It means I'm still good, I'm not sick." I smiled big and hugged him tightly so happy that he was still healthy. I kissed every inch of his face thankful that I could still keep him here with me.

The last gift was a small flat box that was beautifully wrapped in gold. I opened it gently, lifting the lid off the top to see that inside was a small little baby outfit with ducks on it. I felt tears fall again as I looked up to Harry. "For our little one?"

"Yeah I- I know it's soon but I want you to know that I'm going to be here for you through anything. I'm a man now and I want you to know that." I set it aside and hugged him tightly. "Alex we have to tell your parents." I squeezed my eyes tightly.

"I know," I said laying my head against his shoulder as he held me in his arms. "Can't we tell your mom first."

"Yeah let's do that." I nodded agreeing. I hid the baby outfit under my clothes in my dresser and stood up to walk out of the room with Harry.

This was not going to be pretty.

Thanks for reading. Xx

-k