Alex

Today I was fourteen weeks and it was also Harry's birthday. He went to work so I spent the morning making him a cake. He was now eighteen and I was so happy that he made it to see adulthood.

Harry told his mom that this morning and she began crying after he did. "I just- I'm glad you're alive and happy and now you're going to be a dad," she sobbed into his chest.

He rubbed her back and smiled awkwardly as he held her tightly. "It's okay mum, I promise we can celebrate not having cancer, me being a teenage father, and you having the best son in the world, later." she smacked his chest and kissed his cheek.

He came over to me and hugged me tightly when I gave him his gift. I didn't have money so I had made him a bracelet with our initials on it. He said he loved it, but I was sure he was just trying to be nice and a good boyfriend.

Anne being a chef in the kitchen really helped me make a delicious chocolate batter from scratch. I tried the batter and was impressed at how good it was. I decorated Harry's cake and went out with her to get him some balloons.

There was a small silence in the car until she finally spoke up. "So I know schools going to be a bit difficult being pregnant and all. If you add a job it will be more, but I know you're a smart girl. A friend of mine works at a company and needs a personal assistant while her usual PA is on leave so if you're interested I gave her your number."

"Really a job? Thank you for thinking of me." I smiled.

Anne laughed as we made it home. "Darling it's hard not to think about you. How are you feeling?" I looked down at my shirt that was a bit tight now since I had a very small bump.

"I just feel tired and not so pretty. It's weird to talk to you about it but I feel like Harry doesn't think I'm as pretty." She let out a small giggle.

"Well that's simply not true, Harry always looks at you the way Robin looks at me." She got out of the car and I smiled. God that look Harry gives me, I just want to kiss his face.

Harry sat on the bed eating a slice of cake with me after dinner. We watched some movie on tv about vampires but the 'cool kind' as Harry put it. His hand reached over and rubbed my belly. "How're my babes?" I looked down.

"Growing to the size of a peach and I am now in the 'fun zone' of pregnancy. According to Google, I'm in my second trimester," he nodded tossing the paper plates of empty cake into the trash.

"Any good things to happen during the second trimester?" I began listening off all the benefits that a normal woman could be going through like thick beautiful hair, more energy, and a pretty glow.

"I don't feel very pretty, but I guess I do feel more energetic and less like a cry baby." he turned his head to me with a look I had never seen on Harry, he was mad.

"Okay, first of all, you're fucking gorgeous and hot," I blushed, "second of all, you're not a cry baby, you're hormonal and it's normal." I wanted to argue with him and tell him how many times I cried for no reason at all, but he stopped me. "No arguing, it's my special day."

I rolled my eyes laying next to him with my leg over his waist. "Oh, and what does my special manly man want for his birthday?" he winked at me. "Harry?" I giggled a bit.

"What does every man want on his birthday?" I obviously knew what he was suggesting, but then was proven wrong by his next statement. "Cuddles!"

"Cuddles, really?" he nodded.

"Naked cuddles," he wiggled his eyebrows, "that and a blow job."

Do I know my baby or what?

"No offense baby, but maybe we can just do the cuddling and see what happens." He shrugged taking off his clothes. I undressed and felt myself feeling shy as I undid my bra. Pregnancy was weird, I really didn't have a big belly just a bit of a tummy- that's how Harry says it- and my boobs were getting bigger.

Obviously, Harry didn't mind this as he pulled me under the blanket.

The house was quiet, his door was locked, the lights off and we just cuddled naked. "My dad is coming on Monday," he announced once we got comfortable, "do you think he'll have an opinion about everything?"

"Oh god I forgot you haven't told him, I just can't take any more negative thoughts about all of this. If he says something, I'll snap."

He agreed pressing a kiss to my forehead.

Monday at school was rough, I woke up with my stomach bigger than normal. I had grown over the- well the baby grew- over the weekend. I wore one of Harry's shirts and tucked it into my leggings, pulling the material out to look poofy and so I couldn't see the belly.

I wasn't ashamed of being pregnant, but I didn't know how people would react to me. This town could be so small minded and god only knows how soon people will find out. I just had to wait until graduation.

During English, I sat down listening to Miss Poe speak, but suddenly felt what I can only describe as patting inside of my stomach. My eyes widened and I looked around the room as if someone could hear me. Again I felt it and smiled, it was the baby. But it had to be too soon?

The bell rang and the class was empty before I could even grab my books. Harry would be upset if he saw me carrying too much, but I just ignored the thought.

I began walking out when again I felt the flutter and dropped a book, catching the attention of my teacher. "You alright there?" she asked me.

I nodded awkwardly. "Yeah just-" I stopped myself from saying anything, "just clumsy I guess."

She gasped catching my attention. "Oh Alex, I was wondering if you've heard back from any colleges, I know you don't do many extra school activities, but you still volunteer at the animal shelter right?" I sighed shaking my head.

"No not since the summer," I admitted. "I actually haven't been home to check the mail," I said awkwardly.

"Oh is everything alright?" Miss Poe was one of those teachers that didn't really pay attention to me, but recently she had been super interested in me going to college because I had the highest grade in the class and was a straight-A student.

"Uh yeah, it's fine." I shrugged. "I have to go." she nodded watching me as I left.

I made it to my locker and struggled with my combination until Mary came by and helped me. "You haven't been talking to me since I told you what happened," she stated after I took my binder out for study hall. "Listen he's not going to do anything, he's all talk and what he did to me isn't a big deal-"

"Mary," I stopped her, "it is a big deal, okay? He raped you and now you have to face him every day. I want to help you, but you have to want to help yourself. I have a lot on my plate right now and believe me I can't stress about everything if you won't take my advice and go to the police." she looked down, sad at my words. I felt guilty, she trusted me and I felt like I was letting her down. "Just please go to the police."

"And say what, I got raped at a party months ago when I was shitfaced drunk and the only proof I would have would be a baby I already aborted." her voice broke and I immediately felt my heart racing. She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes. "Are your parents home, I really just want to have a drink and watch a sad movie, but my stupid mom is there."

"Oh uh, I-I don't live at home right now?" I looked around and noticed the hallways were empty and I was already late to meet with Harry inside study hall. Within a few minutes, he would come looking for me.

"What do you mean you don't live at home?" I took a deep breath and shook my head to tell her it wasn't a big deal. "Well, where are you staying?"

"With Harry, my parents kicked me out." I tried to sound as if it wasn't a big deal. "Don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Yeah, I won't, but that's really messed up I mean why would they kick you out." I looked down and felt the flutter in my stomach. I wanted to smile and tell Harry, but instead, I was here talking to Mary about something I didn't want anyone but my boyfriend to know.

"If I told you, you can't tell anyone and I don't want you to resent me or anything because of what happened." she seemed confused until I took a deep breath and pulled the loose shirt tightly back to reveal my stomach.

"Woah wait- you?" she shook her head.

"Yeah, I'm pregnant." she gasped looking around as if someone was listening or something.

"Oh my god Alex, does anyone know- god I'm so stupid obviously Harry and your parents but- god how could they kick you out like that?" she sounded angry. "Are you okay?"

I hadn't exactly been asked that by anyone. Harry and I had our conversations about everything but I had no one outside of his family or my sister ask if I was okay. "I'm scared, nervous and I just want to keep this a secret as long as possible- you can't tell anyone-"

"Alex?" I turned down the hall to see Harry give me a worried look.

"Sorry I meant to text you I'm talking to Mary," I said back to him quickly, "I'll be in class soon." he nodded going back.

Mary stood there with me, thinking to herself. "When are you due?"

"July, so I'll be out of here and hopefully be able to start college in the fall. Although I doubt it." I could hear how pathetic I sounded, "how the hell am I supposed to afford college and a baby. How am I supposed to do anything at this point? God, I'll have a belly at graduation and-"

"Hey, I think you can do it, and I won't tell anyone. In fact, I have some dresses that could probably cover the belly." I didn't know why but I began crying and hugged her. She hugged me back and sniffled. "Senior year sucks," she tried to joke.

"A little, yeah." she grabbed my bag and walked with me to study hall as we talked some more.

Thanks for reading. Xx

-k