Harry

Alex had seemed to calm down a bit more after the holidays. I've had to help her breathe in deeply and think happy thoughts for the sake of her health. Her sickness came and went which was getting harder to hide, so during the break she has been spending a lot of time at my house, far from her parents who probably think we've been getting freaky when in reality the most action I've gotten was Alex's leg accidentally rubbing up against my dick while she napped.

Today we had a doctor appointment for her ultrasound and she wasn't crying anymore. We had yet to tell anyone except her sister who wasn't even around because she was back in college. We decided today after the ultrasound we'd talk to my mum and then go from there. But in my mind, I felt like secretly she already knew.

A part of me was scared because I didn't want to disappoint my mum. She always blamed herself for any misfortunes in our lives with money and my illness and I didn't want her to be ashamed of me. But at the same time, she had my sister when she was sixteen and I knew she'd be more supportive than when her parents kicked her out of the house.

My grandparents became more involved when I became sick and so they did love me but according to my mum, they said terrible things to her and to my dad.

Alex reached out to me and held my hand with a gentle smile. "I love you." She whispered.

"I love you more baby." I stood up and leaned my head in to rub her nose against mine.

The technician came in a minute later and she talked with Alex about everything they were going to do. She asked questions and Alex answered back quietly, clearly still a bit timid since she was only sixteen. She set up the machine and Alex laid down holding my hand as she placed the gel on her stomach and used the machine to look. I stared at the monitor and noticed a small black circle and then a small little...snail?

"That's the baby right there." We both gasped and stared at the screen. There really was a baby inside of my girlfriend.

"Oh wow." Alex sniffled. "Look Harry it's tiny." I nodded kissing her hand.

"You guys are so young, are you nervous?" Alex nodded at the technician. "Well for eight weeks the baby looks normal sized actually you are exactly where you need to be." She smiled moving around. "Do you see that movement?"

On the screen, there was a little thumping under the head. "It's the heartbeat baby," I told Alex who had a look of disbelief.

"Very good and it looks like there's only one so that's good." We both laughed nervously. She turned to the machine and flipped a switch to hear inside of the belly. As she moved closer to the baby the more we could hear the heart.

"Our baby's heartbeat." I kissed her temple as we listened carefully.

After the appointment, we sat in my car outside of my house looking over the photos of our small baby. "Your birthday is coming up." She nodded.

"Seventeen and pregnant- god I was watching that show sixteen and pregnant and I just look at how those guys are to their girlfriends and- it's irritating." She shook her head.

"I hope I'm as supportive as I can be." She smiled turning to me.

"You are baby, you're so sweet to me." She sighed. "I'm so nervous."

"Me too but it's my mum and she'll understand." She agreed putting the photos inside of her folder and inside of her bag. I got out of the car and opened her door, walking with her inside. Her palms were slightly sweaty which was new.

My mum was in the kitchen rolling dough when we came in. She looked up at us and immediately her smile dropped. "Hi darling, how are you?" She came up to Alex who was shaking a bit. "Oh come on- come sit down with me."

She knew it already, I could tell.

"Mum-"

"Harry why don't you make some tea." I nodded walking over to do as she said. My mum told Alex to wash her hands and brought the dough to the table and set it in front of her asking if she knew how to make rolls from scratch. Alex shook her head as my mum taught her. I took a seat and watched them.

"Mum we have to talk." She nodded. "Mum I was right about what we talked about a few weeks ago." She stopped rolling the dough and looked up at me with sad eyes. Alex slowly stopped rolling the dough as she turned to look at my mum.

It was very quiet as she took deep breaths. Alex wiped her hands and pulled out the photo from the ultrasound to show her.

Immediately she began crying.

Alex began crying too and quickly stood to run to the bathroom.

It was quiet for almost an hour as my mum set the timer. She hadn't said anything and Alex was in my room too scared to face her. "She's eight weeks, and we're keeping the baby." She nodded slowly. She had her back to me as she looked out the window. "I know you're mad at me-"

"I'm disappointed Harry, but I'm not mad at you. I'm disappointed not because you're having a child but because you'll go through the struggles I went through with Gemma." She turned to me. "A child is easy to raise I did it twice- and I'll do it again if I want- but it's the financial burden you are setting yourself up for-"

"I know but it happened and I can't turn things around." We weren't yelling, which I was thankful for. "I made a choice to have sex with someone I love and we did it without protection and I'm taking responsibility for my actions." She wiped her eyes and looked away. "I'm scared, but I love her enough to support her even when I'm terrified because she's my everything." She sighed nodding slowly as if she was agreeing with her thoughts.

"Do her parents know?" I shook my head. "Go get her." I did as she asked and brought Alex to her. She sighed walking up to the woman carrying my child and put her hands on her shoulders. "Darling-"

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

"It's alright, I know how scared you are right now and I want you to know that I will support you no matter what." She hugged her. "That's okay you cry it out, I know you were nervous to tell me."

After a long conversation, we went into my room where Alex laid down and told me she was exhausted. I pulled her shoes off and massaged her feet until she fell asleep. My mum walked in and saw me as I sat there rubbing her feet. She smiled gently at me and sat down on the chair. "When do you plan on telling her parents?"

I looked at Alex who's breathing was even as she slept. "It's up to her but I think soon."

My mum sighed. "You need to understand something, like how I want the best for you, her parents want the best for her. You need to protect her but remember that they are her parents and they have a say in what happens." I agreed with her. "I can't believe my baby is having a baby." She took the ultrasound pictures from the desk and looked at them carefully with tears in her eyes.

"Mum?" She looked up. "I love you, thank you for not hating me."

She gently touched my face. "I carried you in my stomach for nine months, went through twenty-six hours of labor, and spent practically two years in and out of hospitals with you, twice. I could never hate you, my love." She kissed my forehead and took one of the photos. "I do on the other hand feel a bit peeved that you made me a grandma at thirty-seven." She walked out of the room as I laid down beside Alex who put her arm around my waist and snuggled closer to me.

She opened her eyes carefully touching my face. "We can do this right?" She asked.

"Of course we can, I promise." I gave her a kiss, pulling her to sleep on my chest until I had to take her home later that afternoon.

At least we still had today.

What do you think?

Do you think her parents will be like Anne?

I know what they're having....do you? Hahaha

Thanks for reading. Xx

-Karla