Get Rid of That Thing

"Harry?" I called out.

We were now back at the Hotel and our rooms were on the same floor.

I knocked on his door.

"Come in!" He called.

"Can we talk?" I asked.

"Sure." He said patting the bed next to him.

I kindly shook my head no because i was scared of his reaction.

"Harry, I'm pregnant." I blurted out.

"What?" He demanded.

"I'm. Pregnant." I repeat slowly.

"Well get rid of it." He said.

"What? No!" I said.

"Yeah. I don't to be a Dad." He shurgged.

"So? Maybe i want to be a mom!" I said.

"Really? you were just screaming that you didn't want to in the janitors closet." He said.

Damn. He's right.

"Shut up." I muttered.

"Either you get an abortion or i murder it myself." He whispered coldly.

I gulped. I was scared shitless.

HARRY'S POV

I just wanted to sleep with her. Not to raise a fucking kid for the rest of my life with her, yeah yeah. I'm a manwhore. I know, I know.

Selena's POV

Taylor just called me up crying saying to come over fast. I'm currently sitting at the longest red light ever. Seriously I have been here for about 5 minutes now.

Yay it finally changed.

I raced over to her house and walked right in.

"Taylor?!" I called out.

"In the kitchen!" She called.

I walked into the kitchen and saw her on the floor in the front of her cabinets in a ball crying.

'What happened?" I asked as i ran over to her.

"I'm pregnant with Harry's baby and he doesn't want it. He wants to kill it while its little or otherwise he said he will wait until it comes out then murder it." She said crying even harder if that is even possible.

"I'll help you through it. I promise." I told her.

Taylor's POV

"I'll help you through it. I promise." She said.

I promise.

That made me think of Harry when he said "I swear on my life."

Those words really mean nothing.

A/N

HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY LOUIS!

SORRY THIS CHAPTER IS S&S. SHORT AND SUCKY.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE EVERYONE!

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