#post safe zone

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Summary: Takes place after the safe place, Y/n tells Harry life-changing news and it doesn't go very well. But ends in fluff.

*Not proofread*

Her lungs felt tight as Y/n tried to take deep breaths. As she stared at the white stick in her hands, Y/n knew that this wasn't the right time, the world was still trying to cure itself of the zombie outbreak and try to prevent another one from happening. However, Y/n always felt like everything happens for a reason, it may not be ideal at first, but everything would be okay in the end.

She was going to be a mother. And she was going to love this baby will very fiber of her being. No matter what the world had to offer, Y/n would do everything in her power to take care of her unborn child.

Deep in thought, she didn't hear her fiancee come into their shared room. Of whom tilted his head in confusion, when Harry saw Y/n crying and looking down at her hands, and with a smile.

"Y/n?" Harry asked, "what's the matter?"

"Oh, Harry!" Y/n leaped up and brightly smiled at him, she showed Harry the positive pregnancy test.

"Ummm." Harry rubbed the back of his neck, "you're pregnant?'

"Yeah?" Y/n asked confused at his reaction, she thought he'd seem happier, "aren't you happy"

"I-I don't want to be like my father." Harry looked at the ground, "I'm sorry"

With that Harry left to room. Leaving a puzzled and hurt Y/n. She stood there, staring at the bedroom door, telling herself that it was some lame joke and that Harry would walk back in, joyful that they were going to have a baby together. Maybe it was a nightmare?

Tears welled up in her e/c eyes as she put a hand on her yet-to-grow stomach. He's just scared, he needs some time. Y/n told herself. She went to lay on the bed. With a hand rubbing up and down her stomach, Y/n promised her baby to always be there and that she would try to have Harry in the baby's life.

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It was well past midnight when Harry stepped back into his and Y/n's room, at least he hoped it was still their shared room.  But after the way he walked out when Y/n said she was pregnant, Harry felt unsure. He refused to be like his father, he refused to make Y/n and the baby feel the pain he and his mom felt when his dad was in the picture. The constant yelling, slamming of doors, hitting, drunken, slurred words, and all the hate, fear, and resentment. And at the moment, the only way he felt like he could protect the love of his life and child was to leave before he could even begin to end up like his dad.

But after a long walk and sit in the park. Harry realized that walking out, was making his father win.  If he doesn't want to be like that monster, he needs to be a father. To be the father he never had. And to be a great husband to Y/n. She was the one who showed him there was still good in the world, the one who accepted him, the one he wanted to grow old with, to love and cherish. And he wanted the baby too, and all the other babies that they could have.

"Y/n." He some-what whispered, his voice still raspy from crying.

After a couple more tries, Y/n woke up. Her vision was a little bleary from being woken up and from crying before she fell asleep.

"Harry?" She asked.

"I'm sorry" Harry sobbed, "I'm sorry I walked away, I'm sorry that I left."

Y/n sat up.

"I'm just scared. What my father did to me and my mom still haunts me, and I don't want that for you and our baby. I want what's best for you. I am so sorry for letting my fear of being like my father made me walk out on the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you and I love our baby, though they are probably just a size of a pea right now. And I promise you, I will do everything in my power not to end up like my dad. I promise to always be here for you two, no matter what. To always take care of you." Harry explained, tears running down his cheeks. "Please, Y/n give me another chance, please."

Harry knelt down next to the bed and laid his head on the blanket. Begging the love of his life. please over and over again. Y/n sighed before running her fingers through Harry's messy, soft hair.

"Harry," Y/n spoke softly, he didn't respond, "Harry. Please look at me."

Harry looked up, his eyes red and teary.

"We're in this together. We will always be in this together. You are a great man. And you will be an even greater father. I know you will be. You got scared, that's okay because you're back now. I'm scared too, I'm afraid I won't be good enough, not to mention this world is still trying to heal. I love you, and I want to raise this baby with you."

"I love you so much Y/n." Harry smiled before he pressed his lips to hers.