Harry Styles Imagines

Forgiven Not Forgotten

(Let's just establish that I am NOT saying Harry would ever cheat on his girlfriend, but for the sake of this request I'm going to write it. I'm 99.9% sure he'd never dream of cheating in real life :) )

You knew it wasn't going to work out when Harry started sleeping on his own side of the bed. You weren't sure why, or when it started, but when you slipped an arm around him and he shifted in his sleep further away mumbling a 'too hot', you knew it wouldn't last. You knew there was something bothering him, and you didn't know if maybe he told you, you both might have a chance.

You sighed and removed your arm from around him, standing up and going to walk out of the room and head to the guest bedroom to cry, when you heard him sigh behind you. "Babe, where you going?" He mumbled, and you sniffled as you fought to keep your tears in.

"I'm going to sleep in your spare bedroom," you whispered and he sighed, cursing himself quietly. "You clearly don't want me in here, Harry. We haven't had a proper conversation in weeks, have- have I done something?" You whispered, a lone tear rolling down your cheeks.

"No, fuck, you didn't do anything. I fucked up. I just don't know how to tell you. I don't know what to do, I-" you started to get worried, what the hell had he done? Everything was running through your mind, you had no idea what he was about to say, but you sure as hell didn't imagine what words spilled out of his mouth. You didn't think those words would ever leave his mouth. "Y/N, I fucked up. I'm going to be a father," and you definitely weren't pregnant...

"Y-you cheated on me. You cheated on me, Harry," you whispered into the dark room, the only light was the small bedside lamp that he had turned on. "You're having a baby with someone. That isn't something I can just bounce back from and forgive, Harry," you whispered before walking out of the room, and running downstairs, grabbing your car keys and driving wherever the road took you. You didn't care about anything else, just getting away and thinking.

You loved Harry with everything you were. You never, ever thought that he would have kids, that weren't yours... You had both spoken about it before, the whole kids thing, agreeing that you could both see it happening with each other. So obviously, this had been a huge shock. He had cheated on you, and the fact that it must have been while he was on tour made you want to throw up. You had both gone through a rough patch while he was on tour because you didn't talk about how you were feeling, and he was convinced that he wasn't enough for you, that you weren't happy with him. So you had a bust up, and he proposed a break for the both of you to think about what you really wanted. But you had both agreed not to sleep or get together with anyone else, since you both hadn't officially broken up.

You didn't know what to think... Had he known about this before he called the break and that why he called it, or had he had sex with someone while you were both on the break and gotten her pregnant. Who was it? Was she a random girl, or was she a friend. God, if she was a friend...

You pulled up at Sophia's house, and you realized that you shouldn't have come here. Liam would probably be here and you didn't want to involve him since he was so close to Harry. You had nowhere else to go. You parked your car and knocked on the door, hearing shuffling inside, Sophia came to the door looking absolutely perfect, noticing your tear stained cheeks and pyjama clad body. "Babe, are you ok? Come on in," she said, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

"Is Liam here?" You asked and she shook her head.

"He's down in Wolverhampton for a couple nights. Babe, what happened?" She asked, and that's when you broke down. Screaming at the pain you felt. You couldn't believe he was going to be a father, he was having a baby. A baby that would call him dad, but they wouldn't call you mum, and that hurt.