I sat in the room, so many things swirling in my mind. I looked at her. She looked worried. "You're pregnant, aren't you?" She nodded, tears in her eyes. "Is it... you know...mine?" I whispered. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut. "The thing is, I don't know"
Rebecca P.O.V
He was asking so many questions. Truth is, I knew it was Louis' I just didn't want Harry to know. He would go crazy, Louis was his best friend. I decided to tell him. "Louis could also be the father" He just snapped then. "How the hell could Louis be the father! When did you two... you know?" "The day you and Anna kissed, Louis comforted me and it just happened" His face filled with rage. "How could you?" he roared at me. I snapped. "Because you went off with Anna! You basically used me!" I yelled in his face. "Oh says you! The slut who got herself knocked up!" That was it, I burst into tears right there and then. His face filled with guilt. He hugged me and apologised. I looked up at him to shout at him, but he kissed me before I had a chance to. Whenever he pulled away I would try to talk but he would silence me with another kiss. I eventually gave up.
"I'm scared Harry" I finally said. "Why?" he asked. "I'm seventeen and pregnant, I don't know what to do" He frowned. "Well if you take me back I can help you and take care of you, I promise never to hurt you ever again. If I do you have the right to hurt me. Alot" I chuckled, he always made me laugh. "Fine" I sighed.