Always & Forever

Chapter 8, "Are you sure?"

Harry's POV

I woke up an empty space where Jayda once was. I got out the bed to find her in the kitchen making breakfast.

"Good morning. I thought you would want something to eat. I'm making omelettes."

"Thanks babe, but you don't have to do this. We can talk about this." I said, concerned.

"Harry. It's too early. I simply just wanted to make us breakfast."

"Okay," I said, giving in.

She looked at me tapping at her cheek. I came over there with a warm smile giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Not that is how you greet your wife. Orange juice?"

"Yes please," I said, taking a seat at the breakfast nook.

Jayda poured me a glass and kissed me on the cheek. She was acting strange. I know she was just finding ways to distract herself.

"Um...so when you leave for the studio today, I was going to go meet up with Eleanor if that's okay."

"Of course that's okay. You don't have to ask me Jayda."

"Okay. I'm sorry. I just wanted to let you know."

I got up to wrap my arms around her waist.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Yeah of course. Your omelette is done."

"Thank you," I said, kissing her one last time one the cheek.

"Wait."

She took my face in her hand looking into me before kissing me passionately on the lips. I saw her eyes begin to feel with water.

"Jayda...don't cry."

"I'm not. I'm going to go take a shower."

"But your food-"

"I'm not really hungry and I already told Eleanor that I would be coming over."

"Okay," I sighed.

And with that, she left me in the kitchen. Surely she isn't taking this that harshly. I sat at the table eating what she had fixed me, alone.

I decided to get dress and head to the studio. It hurt passing by the bathroom door to hear her muffled cries.

What is going on?

Jayda's POV

I tried to convince myself that I didn't feel some type of way, but it's not just about us having another baby. I don't know how to tell Harry that I'm scared that he's getting back into music. He'll be gone a lot of the times and I'm scared of spending my nights alone. It's been 6 years I've been with Harry, and 4 years I haven't had to sleep alone. He always was there, and I don't know how to handle that.

I genuinely did want another kid, but not all for the right reasons. What is going on with me? I texted Eleanor to let her know I was on the way. It was 2 now and I've been just sitting here since I heard Harry leave.

To: Eleanor💕

Me: Hey, I'm on the way now. Thanks for doing this.

Eleanor: Of course babe. Anytime.

Not even 15 minutes later and I was there knocking on their door. She told me Louis was gone with Frankie, so it would just be us two.