Still Your Charity Case.?

Chapter 11

Cassia's P.O.V

We drive home in complete silence. I'm still trying to figure out how I'm going to tell Harry. We pull into the driveway and I decide right now is best. Now or Never.

"Are you really gonna do this.?" Taylor asks. I nod and look at her.

"I have to." I say as I get out of the car and walk to the front door. I open it and all the boys are sitting on the couch watching football (soccer).

I walk over to Harry, tears brimming my eyes. He looks at me worried and stands up.

"Cassia what's wrong." Harry asks, taking my hands. I let them go and sit him down.

"I didn't go run errands with Taylor." I say. They all look confused. Harry states straight at me.

"Okay. And..." he says.

"We went to the doctor instead." Harry's face gets a little worried. Like a 'are you sick.?' worried.

"And..."

"And..." I can't get it out. But I have to.

"Im pregnant." I say. Harry looks at me, and doesn't say anything. The other boys sit there with wide eyes.

"You are.?" a raspy voice says, with a hint of excitement. Excitement.? I look up at Harry. He has a little smile on his face.

"Yea. Yea I am." I say. He stands and walks over to me. He puts his hands on my stomach.

"You mean.." he starts.

"You mean, that baby in there, is mine.?" I nod as a tear falls. He smiles and I think i see tears brim his eyes.

"oh my god. I can't believe it. Your pregnant. I'm gonna be a father. A father. We're gonna be parents." I nod more as he pulls me up and spins me around. I cry into his shoulder, not of sadness anymore, but happiness.

"Wait." I say. Harry puts me down and takes my hands in his.

"What about the tour. and Paul." I say. Harry nods.

"We have an interview in 3 hours. We can go an hour early and talk to Paul about it, and see if you can announce it on the interview." he says. I nod and put on a nervous smile. This is gonna be fun.