Harry POV:

Nothing.

That's what I'm feeling right now. Numbness.

It's been three days since the fight with Zayn and since that , I have been staying in my room. I refuse to eat not even an apple. I only drink some sips of water and that's it. I have no appetite and hoping I could just lose the baby this way.

My parents have been nagging me to know what has happened or why I don't go to school and refusing to eat or go out. I just shut them out and lock myself in my room.

Lenny has been trying to call and visit but I don't want to talk to anybody nor see them.

I can feel my throat tightens and my eyes get blurry due to the tears that are coating them. Some tears fell from the corner of my eyes and I lose it. I sob louder than I intend to but I just can't help it.

I hate my life.

I hate how things turned to after I found a little happiness.

I hate this baby.

I hate how my parents just don't give a shit about me.

And I miss... Zayn.

I miss the way he always put me in my place and how he could put up with my tantrums or attitude.

I know we have been going out for a little while but he is just the only person that has showed interest into the real me. He doesn't care about having sex or not and he doesn't give a shit about me having a vagina... he even loves it. He is the only one that cared about me in that way and it's all gone now.

I sob and sob and sob until there are no tears left to cry.

I wipe my face and with all the strength the has left in my , I get out of my bed. I feel dizzy but I take slow steps towards my full length mirror.

I look at myself and really realize how shitty I look.

My face is as pale as a ghost and I have dark circles under my eyes due to the lack of sleep. I have lost a few pounds and my hair is sticking out in all directions. My nose is still a little purple from Hunter's punch.

I probably stink a little bit too.

I lift my hand to rise my shirt a little bit exposing my stomach. I actually can see a bump there. It's not the biggest but it's obviously there.

I dare to touch it and that's when I feel a shiver run down my whole body making the hairs stick up. It feels so weird.

"Why now? " I find myself asking in a low whisper because I feel really weak.

"Couldn't you wait a little until me and your dad get our shit together? " I rub my hand up and down carefully like I'm petting a wild animal.

"We are too young and too dumb to raise a baby. He is clumsy and nerdy and I'm not the best nor the kindest person out there. I know it's not your fault and not his either but... " I trial off not knowing what or how to explain.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath before re-opening them. I place my hand firmly on the bump and resume speaking.

"I don't know if I can keep you but I'm sorry if I couldn't because this is beyond me. I know your father wants you but he is too selfish to think that he can force me to keep you too. " I sigh.

"If I didn't get the chance to meet you , I just want you to know that I don't hate you. I wish I could kiss you right now but I'm not that flexible. " I smile a little.

'I'm not a monster.' I repeat in my head to remind myself that I'm not a bad person if I didn't give this baby a chance to live.

My phone goes off breaking the moment. I let out a loud sigh and walk to it slowly making sure I don't collapse right there.

I pick it up already deciding to not answer whoever is calling. I frown when I find an unknown number. I get in a battle between answering or not and at the last moment I press the accept button.

I press the phone to my ear. "Hello? " I ask with my hoarse weak voice.

"Hello! Is this Harry? " A woman's voice replies and I can tell that she is a little old.

"Yes? Who is this? " I answer confused.

"I'm Trisha , Zayn's mother. How are you? " My heart stops at the mention of his name.

My breath quickens up and I find it hard to form any words.

"Are you still there , hun? " She asks when the silence gets too much.

"Y-yes. " I speak as much as I can.

"I really need to talk to you about the whole situation with Zayn. Is it okay if we meet up today? Anywhere you want. " She explains with a really kind voice not rushing or forcing me at all.

My heart speeds up at the thought of talking about the pregnancy. I really wish that I can sleep and forget about it all like it didn't even happen.

I'm on the verge of declining the offer but the situation is really serious and we need to talk about it whether I like it or not.

"Is... is Zayn gonna be there? " I whisper.

She replies immediately. "No , you don't need to worry about that. It will be only me and you. He actually wanted to come but I refused. "

I let out a sigh in relief without even knowing it.

I take off the phone for a moment to check the clock to find it's 3:19 pm.

"Okay , we can meet at five. Do you know the cafe which is near Walmart? " I ask her.

"Yes. "

"We can meet there if you don't mind. "

"That's perfect with me. Thank you , hun. See you there. " She says before hanging up.

I didn't have time to overthink about the whole thing because as soon as I place my phone on the nightstand , someone knocks on the door.

"Harry! Let me in! " Jasmine's delicate voice yells from behind the door.

I smile and walk to the door to unlock it. She launches herself at me before I can even open the door fully. I barely hold myself back from falling.

"Hey baby! " I laugh a little when she clings to my legs.

"I miss you. " She cries a little. Guilt eats me when I realize that I have been neglecting her.

Sure she came to stay with me for a little while these couple days but I don't play or watch any TV with her like we used to.

"Aw , I'm so sorry. I was just a little sick. " I try to explain.

I walk with more effort because she refuses to let go of my legs. I sit on my bed and force her on it too.

"How are you doing , baby? " I ask after kissing her forehead.

She shrugs her shoulders. "Okay. " I feel so guilty again at the way she says it.

"I'm so sorry for leaving you alone but I promise I won't do it again , okay? " I pout.

Her eyes light up and she hugs my middle. "Okay! " She screams it a little.

"Can we play? " She asks after pulling back.

"Well , I have to get ready because I need to go out but how about playing whatever you want when I come back? " I pinch her right cheek.

She nods quickly. "Now go watch some TV while I get ready. " She kisses my cheek and runs out of my room.

I sigh watching her leave and then walk to my wardrobe to grab something to wear.

I force myself to grab a sweater of mine instead of one of Zayn's hoodies that I have. I really don't need anything to remind me of him at the moment. I debate grabbing anything I have of him and give it to his mother but I don't want her to think that I'm petty.

I decide to have a shower first before getting dressed.

I finish my shower and put on some jeans and the sweater. I pull my hair up in a bun after drying it.

I request an uber since I'm in no mood to drive and I don't think I can even focus while driving.

I walk into the cafe a little bit early not expecting to find Trisha already waiting for me.

I walk to her table and when she spots me , she stands up to give me a hug.

"Hey baby , how are you? " She asks after pulling back and cupping both of my cheeks.

I shrug not really knowing how to answer that without lying.

She helps me to sit and sits back in her seat.

"You look so pale. Haven't you been eating? " Concern is very obvious in her voice.

I shrug again. "Lost my appetite. "

"You're gonna pass out if you continue this. Don't forget that you're pregnant too. " I tense up as soon as the words leave her mouth.

She notices before sighing deeply. "I know how tired you are. I understand that you're angry , frustrated , sad and even depressed but we need to talk about this , honey. This is a serious matter. " She gives me a sympathetic look.

"I feel so h-helpless. " My voice cracks and I can already feel the tears coming.

"Oh! Poor baby. " She places her hand over mine over the table.

"When Zayn told me about this after me basically begging him , I was shocked! I mean , I would have never in my life thought that Zayn , my good little boy , would knock someone up at eighteen. " She explains.

"I was worried that he would never lose his virginity or even have a partner because of how innocent he is so you can guess that I really lost my cool. I have never raised my voice at him until then. Then he explained to me your situation , I mean how your body is. " She didn't show any type of disgust so I'm relieved but I'm still so mad at Zayn and embarrassed that he would tell her my secret.

But they are gonna know sooner or later. I still preferred later.

I blush and avoid eye contact with her for a moment but I look back at her when she resumes her talk.

"He told me about the fight he got in with Hunter then how he lashed out on you when you told him you are pregnant. I really am disappointed in him with how he handled the situation but in the end he is still a teenager even though that's not an excuse. " She speaks really slow to make sure I understand everything and I appreciate it.

She is a very well mannered woman and I feel myself falling in love with her as a mother. I wish I could have a mother like her who takes responsibility in everything concerns her son and how she cares about him. I am so jealous.

"And now I'm here to discuss this with you. I'm not gonna force you to do anything against your will. I just want what's best for you and Zayn. " She spares me a kind smile.

I nod my head and look down at my lap for a second before looking back at her.

"I'm not ready. I don't think I can take care of a baby at this age. I don't have a perfect relationship with my parents and I'm not the best person someone could look up to. Plus , me and Zayn's relationship are not that serious. We have feelings for each other but we still don't know much about each other. He can be really mean and gets mad easily and I can be hard-headed and moody. I mean , the last time we saw each other , we fought really hard and I'm having second thoughts about if we are really good for each other or not. " I pour my heart out to her and it's really hard to do it for someone I have seen only a couple of times.

But she made it not as hard as I thought.

"Honey , I understand all of this but think with me. You and Zayn have been going out for like what? Only a month? that's really a short time to think about ending things with him if you really like him that much. I can see it in your eyes when you are talking about him. And god help me , that boy is so crazy about you that he is feeling miserable about the whole thing. School is giving him a hard time , can you believe it? The good boy? He really cares about you and you do too so give yourself a chance with this relationship. " She squeezes my hand.

"And about the baby... you really need to think of the matter in a different way. Like , what if this baby came at the right time to bring you and Zayn closer? What if it will give you a responsibility that you needed to mature and to be a better person? " She argues with me.

"Do your parents know? " She questions and I shake my head.

"Maybe it will open their eyes and they will start to give you the attention and the care you deserve. I'm sure that this baby will bring us all together. " She says with determination.

Her point of view unlocks something in my mind and I start to really think about the situation in this way. What if what she is saying is true? What if this baby is the key to solve all my problems?

On the other hand , another side of my mind is in denial.

I'm torn.

She must have seen the distress on my face because she squeezes my hand firmly which makes me look at her. "Don't overthink it right now , just relax and let my words sink in. "

I sigh and give her a nod.

"What do you want to eat? " She suggests trying to lighten up the mood a little.

I open my mouth to refuse but she cuts me off. "I'm not taking a no for an answer so you choose or let me choose for you. "

She ends up ordering me much more food than what I have chosen.

"Does Zayn's father know? " I ask while we are waiting for the food.

"Well , I think he figured out that you two have something going on since the fight with Hunter but he doesn't know about the pregnancy. " She answers honestly.

I nibble on my bottom lip. "What do you think his reaction will be? "

She winces a little. "I don't want to imagine how furious he will be at Zayn for knocking you up at this age. I guess you now know where Zayn gets his anger from. " She jokes making me let out a giggle.

Soon the food arrives and I try as much as I can not to moan in front of her since this is the first time something entered my stomach since the fight with Zayn. You can say that I'm starving with every bite I take from the heavenly food.

We finish our food and talk more for a little bit before we decide to leave since it's getting late.

"Think wisely about what I told you , okay? " She requests while hugging me.

I nod my head.

"And I will still support whatever you choose , honey. " My eyes stings for a second signaling that I want to cry at how kind and understanding she is being with me.

"Thank you! I really appreciate all of this. " I give her a real smile this time.

"Zayn really cares about you a lot. " She confirms before giving me a kiss and leaving.

I request an uber back home.

I thank god when I get home that no one is in sight so I quickly walk upstairs to my room. I throw myself on the bed as soon as I enter.

I rethink about the whole conversation I had with Trisha and realize that she really has a good point. Maybe I need this baby not the opposite.

But what if I am not ready?

'You have Trisha and you maybe still have Zayn. ' My mind replies.

This is so frustrating. The whole thinking thing is gonna make me lose my damn mind.

I grab my phone and go into my contacts.

Should I really do this? Am I gonna regret it?

I choose a certain contact and I press call.

On the second ring , he answers.

"Good fucking god , I missed you , Lolita. " His voice alone makes me burst into tears.

I realize that I really need Zayn in my life.