“Hey, Babe” Liam’s wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a warm embrace as his fresh cologne scent wafted around us.
I felt a soft smile rise, my cheeks turning pink. Liam should’ve been my only focus right now, he’d just come back from tour and I had missed him so much, honestly, but, my eyes kept wandering over to him. His eyes burning into both Liam and I, as he watched us cuddle. Seas of jealousy washing over him.
Smiling cockily to myself, I kissed Liam’s cheek, practically thrilled at just the sight of me and him hugging made Harry jealous. He deserved to feel pain, something i’d felt the whole time we were sneaking behind Liam’s back, never again. Never again would that ever happen, it couldn’t, it just couldn’t.
“Hold on, babe, I have to go unpack, i’ll be back soon” he disappeared into his bedroom with his hand luggage. Niall, Louis and Zayn, would be staying with us, as would be Harry. Just thinking about him made my skin crawl, to think i’d actually fallen in love with that piece of filth replused me, but, it was his touch. The irresistable glide of his hand down my back, the way his lips felt against mine, it was so wrong, but, it felt so right. Stop. I couldn’t even be thinking about this, I hated him. I had to remember that.
Harry came closer and closer, the soft thud of his shoes sounded much louder to me than it actually was. I could feel his hot breath lingering against the back of my neck, his curls pushing furociously against my strawberry blonde waves his arms snaking around my waist, “Long time no see, or should I say feel, Aliona?”
Removing myself from his grasp I sighed, “Go away, Styles”
“Make me..” he growled, grabbing my hair and throwing it over my shoulder with strong force, his plump lips planting damp kisses on the sensitive skin on my neck, “Mmm”
I nodded losing myself in the moment before I heard the front door slam and Niall’s irish voice boomed in the front landing soon accompanied by Louis and Zayn’s voices.
Pushing Harry away from me, I adjusted my hair to the way it was before. Just in time, as Liam entered the room, smiling, unaware of what had just happened between me and Harry, Hugging me tightly from behind, he rested his head on my neck before noticing Niall, Louis and Zayn standing like lost sheep,”Oh, the rest of the boys are here! Your rooms are through there, i’ll show you”
Releasing his grip from my waist he left to help the boys unpack and settle into the rooms, leaving me with Harry. The jealous spark in his eyes, turning smoothly into sparks of lust, he suddenly rushed over so he was behind me again.
“Alone at last, eh? Aliona?” his achingly warm breath making me shudder as it hit my neck.
I shook my head, trying my best to fight the urge and resist, “Not here, Liam and the boys are only a few centimetres, Harry, it’s too risky”
“I thought you always liked the risk, I thought that was what made this all the more fun” he whispered, bring his lips to my ear, his hands lowering further and further down my stomach, making me tremble with want.
“No, Harry we can’t, not here, not anywhere, not ever!” I exclaimed, trying to sell my best possible lie, I wanted exactly what he did, maybe even more. Harry wouldn’t give up until he got what he wanted, me. I loved Liam I really did, he offered so much love in the relationship, yet I found thoughts always switching to Harry, I loved the high I got when I made him jealous. Needless to say the sex Harry had given was far better than Liam, on so many levels. Liam was good, but Harry, Harry was just…wow.
Suddenly he let go of me, distancing himself then rushing forward to face me, our foreheads touching as he leaned in. Harry’s lips achingly close to mine, “You’ll be screaming my name by the end of the night, Aliona, and best of all, poor, clueless, little Liam, won’t know a thing”
He was right, I would be. I could fight it to certain point, but the temptation would always be too much, so much so I would have to cave in. I was aware that if Liam found out, wether it be he saw us or wether he’d hear it from someone else, I knew my heart would be seriously broken. I’d lose both him and Harry, I’d lose the boy who gives me nothing but his love, who’d do anything for me, and i’d lose the boy who knew how to work me, who knew how to make me feel satisified, who knew my body better than I did.
“Aliona! Can you come here for a sec, babe?” Liam’s sudden shout made us both jump.
I called back to him, but my eyes were still locked on Harry, his locked on mine, “What is it you want?”
“You” whispered Harry smirking to me before flashing me a cheeky wink.
“Um..” hesitated Liam, “Zayn thinks he’s broken the showerhead on the bath, and I don’t know exactly how to turn it off probably, do I, babe?”
Harry chuckled shaking his head, “I love how he says ‘babe’ at the end of everything”
“Coming Lee!” I shouted paying no attention to Harry’s slight chuckle or his remark against Liam. They hadn’t exactly been getting along well, Liam said Harry had been very grouchy towards him lately, whatever input Liam had, he’d always disagree with it. ‘Poor, clueless, little Liam won’t know a thing’, Harry was right, he’d won’t know, and he’d never know.
Forcing a fake smile on my face I ran into the bathroom to join Liam, Harry following quite closely behind, sporting an irritated glare.
“Lee, it’s not broken you just twist the handle” I bent over leaning over the bath to reach the showerhead. I felt both Liam and Harry’s eyes burn into the now sudden exposure of my backside, “There, all fixed”
“Thanks, Aliona” pulling me into a hug, he tangled his fingers my strawberry blonde hair. Burying my head into his chest, I glanced over to Harry, who’s irritated glare had transformed into a scowl, “Al, we’re all going for drinks tonight, do you want to come?”
“Awh baby, of course” and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pecking his lips lightly, my eyes wandering over to Harry as I did so, I could hear him growling faintly. A smirk rised on my lips, I was loving how jealous this made him, “I love you, Liam James Payne”
He smiled, exposing his gloriously white teeth, “I love you too, Aliona Lily Faiers”
I sipped absentmindingly from the glass, containing my alcoholic beverage, the loud music blaring from the speakers. I sat between Harry and Liam, the boys cheering as Niall took another gulp of his shot, followed by Zayn. The only people who weren’t cheering with excitement were, me and Harry. I’d only agreed to go so I could show Harry, that I was happy with Liam and I didn’t need his jealous arse interfering all the time.
My thoughts were interrupted by Harry’s hand skating up thigh, “Oh my god, you look so attractive in that dress, Ally, but you’d look a hell of a lot better with it off”
Gasping as his fingers travelled further and further up, I pushed his hand back down, “Harry” I whispered angrily, “Ssh, someone will hear you!”
He took my hand, pressing my palm strongly onto the bulge in his trousers, “Then I guess you better tend to my needs then, bitch”
“No, I’m not your bitch, and I mostly certainly am not your slave” withdrawing my hand from his ever-growing bulge.
He just laughed, thinking dirty thoughts in his head, the typical behaviour you’d expect from a prick like Harry Styles. His hand wormed it’s way back up my inner thigh rapidly, stroking the hem of my dress.
“I-I’m going to the bathroom, i’ll be back in a bit”, quickly jumping out of my chair and I ran as fast I could to the nearest bathroom.
Looking in the mirror, I sighed, wishing i’d declined Liam’s invitation to go out, I wasn’t having the fun i’d thought I would be having. Instead my mind kept wandering to what Harry was thinking, more importantly what he was doing.
Suddenly a blurred figure in the mirror caught my eye. Startled I turned my head towards the door behind me, standing there, smug and slumped against the wall was Harry.
“You know when I said I was going to the bathroom? I wasn’t inviting you” I raised an eyebrow before returning my gaze to the mirror, fluffing my hair as I did so.
“I know, but we both wanted it to be” he laughed, his presence catching me off guard I edged backwards as he edged towards me, fully aware of my lack of willpower.
Laughing once more, he eyed me up and down, biting his lip as he did so, making me want him even more. I’d told myself, I wouldn’t be giving in to his advances, I would fall into ‘The Harry Trap’. Still, every inch of my body was willing me to kiss those soft, warm and inviting, pink lips.
“I see it you know” Harry’s smile exposed his set of shark-like killer white teeth.
“That you’re trying to stifle the fact that you want me, the fact you need me. You trying to convince yourself that you love Liam, that he’s the only one for you, but you and I both know that he can’t make you scream like me. I can give you that extra mile that you want, Aliona, the extra mile that Liam can’t provide”
He sounded like a psychiatrist, analysing my deepest thoughts. He was correct, and he knew he was. I tried to back away further but hit my back on the toilet, that’s when I realised we’d gotten so into the moment, we’d ended up in a cubicle, completely alone, still, “Harry, I—”
“Ssh, Ally” he pressed his index finger roughly against my lips, before removing it and leaning in slowly, “Just…fuck me?”
He leant in kissing me gently as I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. His tongue begged for entry between my awaiting lips and as I let him in, feeling him smile halfway into it. I knew i’d regret this later, but right now and my body craved Harry Styles just like a vampire craved it’s victim’s blood.
My thighs wrapped around him as he started gently smothering my neck and collar bone with warm, sweet, Harry kisses, “Mmm..you have no idea how much i’ve wanted this Ally”
“Trust me, I think I do” I pulled him closer to me so our crotches rubbed together. I could feel him hardening beneath me. He ripped my dress off my body, bending down I rested on my knees, pulling down his shorts and boxers, exposing that Little Harry which i’d missed quite alot.
He removed my bra in one swift quick movement. Harry rubbed his finger along my opening feeling shocked, but, amused by how wet I had become so quickly.
“Fuck me Harry,” he picked me up, seating me on the closed lid of the toilet. Before placing me on his rock hard length, Harry began to lift my hips up and down onto him as I bit his collar bone trying to keep my insanely frequent screams under control, “Oh my god Harry”.
“Someone’s coming, Harry” I could’ve sworn I heard someone step inside the bathroom, but I was too focused on the amazing sensation Harry was giving me to even care.
“Yeah, you are” he began to lift me up and down more forceful. I could tell by his contast groans that both of us were nearing our highs, “Fuck, I’ve missed this, Aliona!”
We both reached our highs at the same time and a mixture of moans and screams filled the air. Our satisified grins were interrupted by the loud smash of glass, our heads snapping up in unison, everything went silent. Standing there behind the broken glass was none other than Liam. Shit.
“Lee!” I gasped, he immediately started walking off a mixture of sadness and pain flashing across his face, I swear I saw tears brewing, that’s when the guilt of what me and Harry had just down setted in, “Liam! Wait!”
“Liam…” I stepped inside the apartment. The apartment I shared with my boyfriend, if I could even call him my boyfriend, I wouldn’t be shocked if he declared our relationship over.
His face was pale white, like he’d seen a ghost. His cheeks moist, as small tears pricked in his eyes, “What? What more do you possibly have to say, Al?!”
“Nothing, i’m just sorry” I whispered, tears began flowing heavily from my eyes.
“How long?” his voice matched mine perfectly, quiet little whispers, “How long has this been going on, Aliona? Was it just tonight?”
I shook my head, my heart beating furociously with regret, “No, it’s been going on for awhile”
“That’s it” he gathered some boxes and began throwing my clothes in them, “I want you out”
He tried to show he wasn’t upset about it, but I could tell he clearly was. Liam wasn’t any ordinary bloke when it came to emotions, other guys would probably be more angry, and start shouting and screaming, sort of like what I imagine Harry would like in this situation. Liam was more intouch with emotions, he wasn’t afraid to cry, and that’s what I liked about him, actually, that’s what I loved about him. He was always loving, caring and showed nothing but adoration to me, and it must have been a real punch in the heart to see me and Harry in that situation, I couldn’t even stand thinking about how much i’d hurt him. Why, Why had I done that? This was Harry’s fault, just as much as it was mine. Though where was he? Probably getting off with some blonde slut in the club, he probably didn’t care how much of a mess I was in, how much hurt I was feeling, “Liam….please…”
Liam shook his head, handing me several boxes, “You can collect the rest in a few weeks, other than that I don’t want to see you, ever again”
“Lee, it doesn’t have to be like this, I promise I won’t ever do that to you again, honestly”
“You broke my heart, Aliona, I really did you love you and to think I was planning on proposing at the end of this month, i’m such a fool” he buried his face in the palm of his hand. I could see small tears trickling through the gaps inbetween his fingers.
My mouth hung in shock, he was thinking of…proposing? He was thinking of marrying me? The pit of regret i’d dug had suddenly gotten bigger, i’d lost the boy who actually loved me so much he was ready to a put a ring on my finger. I’d lost him to the manwhore who probably would never fall in love with me, who’d never dream of putting a ring on practically any girls finger because he loved the exhilirating feeling of having sex with someone he couldn’t have, or someone who he barely knew.
“C-Can you just g-go please” he stammered as he tried to control his breath through the tears. He was proper crying now, Niagara Falls and everything. I felt the guilt pit getting bigger, I couldn’t bare seeing him like this, it tore my heart, just like i’d tore his. I nodded, i’d probably would make it worse the longer i’d stay, so I walked slowly to the door, taking one last look at him.
“I’m sorry. I love you, Liam James Payne, I always will” I edged out the door, tightening my grip on the huge boxes and I could’ve sworn I heard him whisper something back at me, ‘I love you Aliona Lily Faiers’, it was too late to turn back. I heard Niall’s irish accent echo from the room, comforting him. Little sad sorry tears flowed from my eyes, it was excruciating, the pain I was going through.
Suddenly an arm stopped infront of me, barracading me from walking on further. Startled I looked up to see a familiar curly bush of hair, and emerald green eyes, it was none other than, Harry Styles, the last person on Earth I wanted to see right now, “Ally, i’m so sorry” he wiped a few tears from my cheeks, “Ally…talk to me, please?”
Shaking my head I pushed his arm from my way, “Leave me alone, yeah?”
“We need to talk, seriously, Aliona” his face hard and stern as he watched me, anticipating my next movement until he noticed the boxes in my hand, “What’s with all the boxes, did Liam kick you out?”
I nodded unable to even gather my words, the reality that me and Liam were over, and the apartment we’d once shared together, was now his, alone, the reality was finally sinking in. I don’t even think i’ll ever be able to recover from all this hurt, all this sadness and all this pain.
Harry pulled me into a hug, faded cologne wafting from his jacket. Suddenly all the willpower I had inside me, vanished into thin air, buckets of uncontrolable tears began to flow. He hugged me tighter, resting his head on top of mine, “Ssh, Ally, it’ll be ok, trust me”.
This was new to me, seeing a more gentle and softer side to Harry, i’d never seen it before. It was nice, but, strange, I was so used to the couldn’t careless, bad boy that swaggered around the neighbourhood, shagging girls. But right now infront of me, he was demonstrating good boyfriend material, something I never thought he’d had. All of a sudden I found our lips meeting, my hands round his neck pulling him closer to me, “Ally…do you really want this?”
“Oh hell no, I need this” he took my hand dragging me into the elevator before pressing the stop button. The next few hours, were nothing but a exhiliratingly amazing, but, exhausting, blur.
My eyes fluttered as the adjusted to the new exposure of sunlight, checking the clock I sighed, it was 10am. The events of last night still lingering in my mind, I hated myself for what i’d done, sitting up I noticed I was at Harry’s apartment, in his bed, him sprawled out like a dead frog next to me, completely sucked into dreamland.
Before I could even continue my thoughts I found myself starting to gag uncontrollably, I felt chunks of bile fill my mouth. I was being sick, all for no aparrent reason. Rushing to his bathroom, I threw up into the toilet, flushing it quickly to dispose of the evidence. My eyes were funny, everywhere I looked I could see spots, this wasn’t normal, something was going on. It couldn’t have been the alochol of last night, I hadn’t drunk much, just one or two vodkas which was less than my normal intake. There was only one thing I could think this could be and I prayed to god that I was wrong.
“HAARRY!” I shouted, trying not to panic.
I heard him shuffle around in his bed as he woke up, his footsteps drawing closer and closer before wrapping his arms around my waist, “Ally? What’s wrong, wait, were you…sick?”
“Yes” Nodding I tried to compose my self from bursting into tears, “Would you do me a massive favour, I need to prove myself wrong”
“Of course, Ally, what is it?”
I whispered what I wanted to say into his ear, but I was cut off by another dose of bile spewing unwillingly from my mouth, landing into the toilet, bullseye.
Harry ran to hold my hand patting my back as more chunks of disgusting sick flowed out, I could see by his face that he was terrified. But, nobody could be more terrified that me.
“Is it ready, now?” he asked impatiently tapping his foot on the floor, once I again I answered with a slightly annoyed ‘no’. We were both nervous but did he really feel the need to keep hurrying the test up? What did he have to lose if I was pregnant, it could easily be Liam’s child, but it could easily be his. I just hoped for both our sakes that I wasn’t pregnant, otherwise there would have to DNA tests and worst of all i’d have to tell Liam.
I checked the screen and tears began to prick in my eyes, before I collapsed to my knees, “Oh my god…it-it’s a blue line! Harry, i’m pregnant…”
Those words should normally be happy words, but today they were doomed words. Words I wished so badly that weren’t true. These tests were 99.9% accurate, and there was no way that it wasn’t. I could already feel that it was correct, even before the blue line had embedded on the screen, I could feel that I was pregnant, I just didn’t want to believe it.
A few months later
I hadn’t had the courage to tell Liam, I swore to Harry that I would, today, after this. We were sitting in the waiting room for the doctor to call us, me and Harry hadn’t discussed options because he wanted a test to prove or disprove that the child was his or Liam’s. Some part of me, deep down, wished it was Harry’s, but most of me wished it was Liam’s, I really missed him. Harry had shown me he could be loving, but he could never fill the gap in my heart that longed for Liam James Payne’s expertise in showing love, care and support.
“Miss Aliona Faiers? Come on in, I’m Doctor Benassi” she smiled lightly opening the door her eyes examining my bump, I knew what she was thinking. I knew she judging me on being with child, at my age, I wasn’t that young! I was nineteen, “What can I do for you?”
I explained that i’d been pregnant for a few months now, and that I thought it was time to discuss the options on what to do. She seemed understanding, but I knew she was still judging me.
“So, are you the father?” Doctor Benassi looked at Harry, a questioning look gracing her face.
He shook his head, “We..uh..don’t know, she had a boyfriend and we were having an affair for awhile, but she was still sexually active with the boyfriend, he found out and he’s sort of chucked her out”
I could tell he was nervous even talking about the subject, maybe a little part of him regretted it slightly now. It did make us sound like bad people, but we really weren’t. We’d found some sort of connection, it wasn’t exactly love but I didn’t know what it was. It sounded vile hearing it put into words like that, it only made me realise how terrible I was to Liam, if that’s what Harry’s take of it was.
“So right now, the bestest option for us is an abortion, yeah?” Harry added, his voice restoring to the familiar confident husk, as he swiftly scooted off the ‘Liam’ topic.
“YOU WHAT?!” I shouted nearly jumping out of my chair, “You fucking what?!”
He stared at me, startled at my sudden outburst, “I think you should have an abortion, Ally, that way Liam wouldn’t need to know about it, and we wouldn’t need to bother with DNA tests and that whole shit to find out who it’s father is”
“I’m sorry, but stop calling the baby an ‘it’, incase you hadn’t learned that part of reproduction yet, it’s a human being! An actual devolping human, like me and you, this is longer a swimming white sperm, Harry, it’s a baby! A real baby!”
“Calm down, Ally”
I stood up, ready to smack this prick silly, he was actually insulting his possible child, “No, I take back everything I said about this new loving Harry, you’re still the same douchebag”, turning back to Doctor Benassi I tried to smile, “I’m going to tell Liam tonight, and i’ll take my next action from what he advises, but right now, there is no way i’m even thinking about an abortion”
Marching out of the clinic I stopped behind the library, I wasn’t going to turn up on Liam’s doorstep unannounced, I needed to call first. I dialled his number and pressed that all important green button.
“Hello?” Oh god, I hadn’t heard his voice in ages. I missed it, that adorable voice which used to call me ‘babe’ everyday of every week.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, “Liam? It’s Aliona, please don’t think of me as attention seeking when I say this, I’m only telling you so you’re aware, right?”
“Alright…What do you want to say?”
“I’m pregnant, I have been for eight months now, I would’ve told you sooner, but…” my voice trailed off as I heard him clear his throat down the other line.
“It’s only fair we discuss it face to face, i’d rather prefer that, it’s better than doing it over the phone, plus I want to see the bump, see it’s real”
I was taken aback by his welcome to the topic. It certainly wasn’t how i’d managed he’d react. I expected him to hang up on me, I would if I was in his situation. That’s another good quality Liam had, he was sensitive and understanding, even if you did hurt him, which I had, you couldn’t help but know he’d always care about you. Even if he put up a front to say he was angry and didn’t want to see me again, I knew full well the care was probably still there, it hadn’t vanished yet, our spark hadn’t disappeared, not yet.
Walking down these familiar corridors, surrounding by all my ex-apartment neighbours was tough. Remembering the events, the crying as I walked prideless with boxes down the hall, as I kissed Harry when he held me in that warm embrace. How my heart had both mentally and physically given up, what with all the emotions swimming about, I was certain it had died, it couldn’t possibly feel again. I knocked the door, the door I once had a key too.
To my surprise it wasn’t Liam who opened the door, it was some curly haired girl with fair olive skin, her nose wrinkled up as she saw me.
“Oh, sorry! I was looking for Liam Payne, wrong flat..I guess” shrugging I turned to walk back to the exit.
“No, You’ve come to the right place!” she shouted her hair bobbing as she turned her head to face someone in the corner of the room, “Liam, Honeypie, tere’s a girl here to see you”
I heard the familiar sweet ‘ok’ of Liam’s voice, making my heart melt instantly, the girl turned back to me, “I’m Danielle, Liam’s girlfriend, you are…?”
“Aliona!” Liam joined her side, and I was amazed by how much he’d changed. His style had switched from those leather jackets he wore to plaid shirts and chinos, he looked a lot more stylish. His hair was curly, and I didn’t like it that much, I guess I missed his sleek straight look, but he still looked adorable either way. Then the words that Danielle had just said, replayed in my mind, she was his…girlfriend? Liam had moved on, it had been months since i’d broke his heart, and it was good that he’d found someone else, it was good that he’d changed. Things had changed for the both us, him for better, me for worse. He’d improved his inner fashionista and looked effing incredible, I had an insanely large bump on my belly, containing a human.
I gave a sort of half smile, the way he wrapped his arm around Danielle’s isty bitsy waist made me feel sick. It made me feel jealous, she was so pretty, and thin compared to me, right now. His eyes were locked on my bump, “Wow…the little kid’s huge, come on in”
The Airwick freshener lingered in the air, the same smell it had always been, Lavender. Actually, the flat looked pretty much the same, aswell, nothing had changed. Maybe the different colour paint, and the sofa was re-arranged, but the furniture was all much intact. Danielle stared us, confused by the whole situation, I guess Liam hadn’t told her I was coming. She waltzed over to Liam, grabbing him in a hug before whispering something in his ear. I saw him nod, and then he turned back to me.
“Danielle, this is..Aliona Lily Faiers, my ex-girlfriend”
“Oh!” she nodded before meeting my eyes with an unimpressed look, judging by that I think he’d told her all about me, “Oh, the one who cheated on you with Harry? Yeah, why is she here?”
I felt a sudden tension in the air, as her words sounded in everyway bitchy and aimed to hurt me, “I’m here because i’m pregnant, it’s my eighth month, and I don’t know if the baby is Harry’s or Liam’s. I’ve been putting off everything until I plucked up the courage to come and tell you”
“You’re preggers? I thought you were just fat…sorry” she smiled wickedly as she spoke, and I saw Liam suddenly step away from her in fear. It was clear who wore the pants this relationship, which shocked me. Right there and then, I knew he wasn’t happy, just the way he reacted to her words, almost ashamed, embarassed, that Danielle had such a horrible attitude, “I’ll leave you two to converse, i’m sure you have to lot to talk about, i’ll go out shopping for a bit, Liam, give me your credit card”
I jumped back in shock, her behaviour was actually appaling. I felt like shouting at the bitch, and telling her to stop being so rude. Clearly she saw Liam as a walking, talking, obeying, little ATM, which he wasn’t. What a diva, and worst of all, Liam was taking it! He gave her the credit card and she walked out without even a goodbye, or a thank you.
“Liam!” I shouted once she left, “Wha-Why, did you let her treat you like that, the Liam I know wouldn’t stand for it, he’d send her packing within a mile, where is he?”
He sighed taking a seat next to me, “I don’t know, Dani was a lovely person when I met her but since she moved in with me, she’s been well…”
“Like a bitch? Lee, I know the loving guy you can be, you were always so sweet and I took advantage of that, which I never forgiven myself for, I never will. This girl, she doesn’t even see that, she’s not even worth an ounce of your time if she doesn’t see the caring boy she’s treating like filth”
Liam half-smiled, I could tell he was slightly awkward around me, maybe careful. Of what, I had no idea, “Liam, why are you being so secure, it’s like you’re scared of what you’ll say or do, it’s fine, let go”
“I’m not” his bottom lip poked out and he folded his arms like a sulking school boy
I smiled at my bump, stroking it lightly. “You are, anyway let’s discuss this little tinker”
He watched me, moving his hand to hover it over the bump, I grabbed it and pressed it lightly on the bump, to my surprise the baby began…kicking! Something it had NEVER EVER done. Both shocked we jumped back his hand falling from my stomach and onto the sofa, I picked his hand up again, pressing it once more on the bump, the baby started kicking again, repeatedly, over and over.
“Oh my god, this is..weird, it ever happened when Harry stroked it” I laughed, then I saw the happiness and thrill disappear from Liam’s eyes, it became clear to me he still hadn’t gotten over it.
Sighing he locked his gaze with mine, “So you and Harry are an item, now?”
“No, we never were, there’s been no-one else”
“Really?” Liam’s eyes lit up, “So, back to the child, what were you planning on doing? Do you want me to go with you to them Doctor meetings? Are you having DNA?”
I punched him lightly in the arm while laughing, “Slow down with the questions, Lee! Right, I don’t know what to do which is why I am here to see you, what do you think is best?”
“I think we need a DNA test, that way we can know fully, but I am with Danielle, so i’m sorry I won’t be having much involvement if the child is mine, Dani doesn’t like kids”
Sitting here with Liam was hard, I found myself regretting everything. Regretting I ever laid eyes on the notorious Harry Styles because Liam was the better man, he always will be, and i’d lost that, forever. It hurt more than ever to see someone like Danielle who had what I wanted, the boy I wanted, the love I wanted, but she didn’t even notice that, she didn’t care. She didn’t love Liam, she only needed a little ‘Yes Man’ who’d agree to everything because they thought they were insanely in love with her. Once she’d bleeded Liam dry, she’d be out quicker than you can say user.
I stood there on the bridge, staring at the water crashing below me. I’d just gotten the DNA results, and needless to say, I should’ve saw it coming. It was so obvious. I’d decided I should text the father, Liam really didn’t want to know, like he’d said, he was with Danielle and she didn’t like children, Harry had buggered off leaving me to live all alone in his flat. He’d text the odd ‘you ok?’ or ‘is it out yet’ he’d refused to call the baby a she. Yes, it was a girl.
I shivered as the cold wind blew against my fingers making it impossible to type. A lump formed in my throat as I pressed send, possibly one of the most nerveracking things i’d ever had to do in my life. Sighing I threw my phone into water, washing it swim away, I didn’t need a reply, I didn’t want to know what either one of them had to say.
Then my stomach began to sear with excruciating pain, clutching it I fell to the floor of the bridge. I couldn’t have my baby here! Certainly, not, but I was and that was the worst thing. Knowing I didn’t have his hands, his soft smell brushing against me, cooing sweet nothings into my ear trying to console me, was the worst feeling ever.
Her little eyes twinkled in the sunlight, Paisley Faiers. She was beautiful, just like her father. I right looker, hopefully she had a charasmatic personality, like him too! I was so thrilled, the pain was worth it. Here she was my little daughter, my bundle of little joy. The one thing missing from this perfectness was him.