Bad Idea (Hariana)

029. OH, TROYE.

BLAIR

"Hey angel, feeling better?" I heard his voice ask sweetly. His face looked completely drained. His eye bags were extremely prominent, yet his eyes still had that luminescent sparkle.

I nodded and tried to sit up but I was immediately stopped by a sharp pain on my stomach. "Fuck!" I yelped in pain. Harry was quick to stand and help me sit up. "You shouldn't move too much, your body isn't ready yet, darling. Give it time." He told me and rubbed my shoulder. He grabbed a pillow from an arm chair beside my bed and placed it behind my neck for support.

I murmured a quiet 'thanks' and studied the room around me. "Why are you here?" I asked. I didn't remember anything about apparently going to Mikeys like he told me, but I did remember our fight beforehand. Besides, we're already over.

I'm being stupid again. Of course, he'll be here, he still cares. "Because you're here." He said with squinted eyes. His voice had a 'duh' tone to it.  "Do you remember what happened?" He asked. "A little," I replied, thinking about what happened before I blacked out. 

Harry was in every bit of my last memories, breaking my heart. I remember screaming at him. I regretted it, so much. As much as he made me so terribly angry, I truly loved that man. With my whole, entire being.

Whether Harry felt the same was still a question that ran laps around my mind, but I felt at peace with the fact that he took the time to visit me.

Even if I was laying half dead in a hospital bed, I wasn't going to give up on finding what the fuck happened to Harry and I. We were so good.

Then, I felt a strong sharp pain hit my head. Making me feel dizzy, but then, I saw the blood running down my legs. "Hey, don't cry." He cooed and wiped the tears on my cheeks. I didn't even notice that I was already crying until I felt his hands wrap around my face gently. I leaned into his shoulder and just cried.

I stayed there, crying for a few moments. It felt good. I missed the smell of him, the feeling of him wrapping his arms around me. It had only been a little while, yet I craved it. He'd grown so distant over the last few days. Where had he gone?

"You're pregnant." He said as I pulled away, dropping the bomb on me. My breathing stopped for a second as I looked at him with a dumbfounded look.  I looked over my stomach and put my hand over it. It still felt flat. I was confused.

"How?" I asked simply. "I think we all know how." Harry laughed slightly, rubbing my shoulder. I pushed his hand off, wanting to be serious. "No,
you fucker. You know what I meant. Why am I pregnant? I thought we did everything right." I felt my eyes tear up again.

"Angel, don't cry. It's something that can't always be controlled. The universe placed this into our lap, so we deal with it and move on. Don't worry about it, everything's gonna be fine." He held my hand and smiled.

"You and the baby nearly died. Nearly." He told me sadly. "Mikey called me from his apartment, saying you were extremely sick. You threw up before handC then you fell and hit your head so bad," Harry began to explain.

"The doctors said it was a combination of things, but I really can't fucking help but think part of it was me. If I didn't stress you out and break up with you then we wouldn't be here and the baby wouldnt be in danger and—" He rambled as his eyes started to glisten. Fuck it.

Using all of the might in my body, I leaned into him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I could tell the embrace surprised him, because he only hugged me back after a few seconds of being still. "You know I still love you, Harry," I whispered, tears of joy immediately escaping my eyes. 

Suddenly, I felt the feeling I missed so much. Harry placed kisses across my whole face, making me instantly feel warm. "I hate you so much, you make me cry so much, I love you so much. I missed you so much." He said in between the kisses he peppered across my face, making me laugh while I wipe my tears away.

"I'm so sorry," I said in between giggles. "It's quite messy, but of course I'll put up with it. For you. If it was anyone else, I would've been gone a while ago. He chuckled and held my hand loosely.

A soft knock on the door altered us, and stopped us both from laughing. It slowly opened and a pair of familiar heads started to creep into the room.

"I'm sure this is Blair's, room.. Blair!" Troye excitedly entered the room, Mikey and Victoria following him. "Oh, B!" Victoria gushed and immediately went over to my bed and hugged me.
I felt the residue she left of tears on my shirt, making me feel emotional all over again.

"Hi..." I greeted with a small wave. "What happened to you?" Troye asked.  "Let's not talk about that, let's talk about something else..." I said and sent a suggestive wink at Harry but failed miserably, which made him laugh and grab my hand. 

"Harry and I..." I began to smile and gripped his hand tightly. 

"Wait, didn't he just call off your whole relationship cause of some bullshit Brautwurst and Mr. Asshat fed him-" 

"Troye!" Harry said, alarmed.

"What?" I asked quietly, squinting my eyes. "What's he saying?" I turned and asked Harry as Victoria began to silently scold Troye, who put his hands up in the air as a defense.

"Well, listen here baby. I heard it all at the party, so don't even try to tell me I'm lying. His asshole of a manager told Harry to stay away from you, break up with you. He fed him some bullshit about him holding back your career. The dipshit pulled out a contract and everything. And if you haven't put two and two together by now, here's your help." Troye finished, completely ignoring Harrys plead as he facepalmed.  "And for the record, if you're gonna talk shitty business, maybe don't do it at a release party with every single one of her colleagues." Troye added with a dramatic eye roll.

"What the actual fuck?! Harry, why didn't you just tell me?" I asked and wiped a tear away from my face. 

Troye nodded, "And you know all of your puking and passing out? Like at the Supernova Sessions? I think Jeff and Scooter knew you were pregnant way back then. Maybe they paid the doctors to shut up, I don't know. Cause if y'all knew she was pregnant, no way Jeff and Scooter would have tried breaking you up."

"Well, I-" Harry began to say but I cut him off by insisting I'd call Scooter and release all hell. 

"Blair, calm down," He reassured me and tried to pry my phone out my hands but couldn't. Instead I dropped my phone onto the floor beside me as my head was flooded with a sudden headache, making me release a load groan.

"I'll explain later, alright?" He told me. "Anyways, I wanted to tell all of your friends the good news." He smiled and Victoria rose a brow, Mikey rubbed the corners of his mouth with crossed arms.

"We're having a baby soon!' Harry said with a smile, taking my hand and waving it around with his.

My friends burst out into tears. Troye gasped and fell into the splits, making all of us laugh significantly harder. Victoria took a tissue from my bedside table, using it to wipe away the tears that collected in her inner corner.

Once again, my life returned to his peaceful happiness. Surrounded by people I loved, holding hands with the man I loved. Carrying his baby, and learning the truth about what went on the night of the release party.

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