TW: talks of miscarriage
y/n's pov
as we walked down hollywood boulevard, flashes from the cameras go off while they threw questions at us.
"how do you guys feel after your miscarriage?"
"y/n did you do anything on purpose to kill your baby?"
"are you guys trying again?"
"harry, how could you stay with someone who purposely killed your child?"
"did you know what y/n was doing?"
the questions never ended. all we wanted was to be left alone and to not get accused of the things we supposedly did. people, mainly paparazzi, accused me of purposely having a miscarriage. they accused harry of knowing what i was supposedly doing. everything their saying wasn't true and it wasn't just getting under our skins, but the fans' as well. they've stuck up for us so much and i'm so thankful for them.
"can you guys please stop accusing y/n of purposely having a miscarriage? there was nothing we could've done to prevent this from happening. neither of us knew this would have happened. at the end of the day, this has nothing to do with you guys, so please let us be alone during this time," harry says to the paparazzi while holding my hand tightly.
i smile at his words, standing up to the paparazzi. it was all true though. the doctor said we did nothing wrong and there was nothing we could do to stop it. and at the end of the day, it wasn't their business. at all.
i get they want the news but this is a personal thing. we need time to process everything and come to terms with it. we'll discuss everything when we feel the time is right. and right now isn't that time.
it's making me sad. i'm still grieving and it's been really hard for me. we've been trying for over a year to get pregnant and it finally happened. we got really excited to finally start our family and it got ripped away from us.
i always thought "why us?" but then realized it happened for a reason and that it wasn't the right time for us. it'll happen when the time is right.
so to say the least, i've started to come to terms with it. it's still a hard thing for me right now and paparazzi isn't helping.
i wonder how harry is feeling in this moment.
i got interrupted from my thoughts, "and now you're sticking up for her?"
wow. rude.
"i'm not sticking up for her, i'm saying the truth," harry replies, walking away from the small crowd, clearly over the conversation.
i follow, walking my short legs beside him, squeezing his hand, looking at him, "thanks for sticking up for me."
"anything for my lover," he says looking at me with his gorgeous smile, taking his hand out of mine and wrapping it around my shoulders, "i love you so much and i hope you know that."
"you tell me everyday, i love you too," i reply with a smile, giving his lips a quick kiss.
"we'll be alright," he whispers in my ear.
another short one, sorry!! i've been a little unmotivated but it'll be alright.
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