He's my son (One Direction)

Choices

After that talk with Zayn I needed to clear my head. I loved Zayn, as you would your first love. He will always be apart of my life but he will never be more than my friend. I was glad when Harry called and asked if I wanted to hang out with him. I missed his presence.

Harry and I were driving to his house and I wanted to talk to him about the millions of thoughts that were w running wild in my head

"I think I'm bisexual.." He pressed on the brakes, causing me to jolt up. His eyes fell and he sat his head on the steering wheel. A few moments later he started driving again. It took everything I had in me to not burst out with laughter.

"That's nice." He said not showing much of any emotions. I've probably drowned out all of them by now. Poor guy.

"I've loved Belle for a while now. Please don't hate me." I put my left hand on his right one that was set on the shifting gear. He stiffened his hand and he seemed nervous. He was totally buying this.

"I could never hate you Ally. I just thought your pick me because I never left you for my career. I never would do those things and yet you still go back to the one who hurt you. Explain that to me, why her and not me?"

"It's not like that. I love her and I always will. You deserve better Harry, I'm not good for you. I hurt you and your happiness is everything to me. I don't make you happy."

I took my hand off his and looked out the window. The sky was so calm and blue that I felt some peace by just looking at it.

"Your so full of shit. You do make me happy and you want me to move on? Your having our daughter and I'm not letting Zayn around her. I don't want to talk about this anymore. I don't want to fight with you."

He pulled into his driveway and I dashed out of the car. I waited for him to unlock his front door and I went directly to the bathroom while I tried not to stumble from the lack of awareness that I had. I locked the door and slid down onto the floor. Without a doubt I knew he'd chase after me and continue out the fight. He knocked lightly in the door and it made a slight noise as I assume he was leaning on the door.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, but you don't understand. Please open the door. We'll talk this out and I promise I won't yell. Ally please, I-I love you so much.." His voice gave out and I heard the hurt in his voice. I slowly rose up and unlocked the door. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch, awaiting for Harry to join me. He plopped down next to me and sunk into the couch.

"I don't mean to be so vulgar, but surely you know I'm dying without you being here." He didn't turn to look at me but he gave me a slight glance every so often. I wanted to say I'm sorry but to be honest this made me so upset.

"You know I love with with everything I've got, don't you?" He scooted closer to me and reached out for my hands. He held onto them and waited for my answer that I was having trouble saying.

"Ally, please answer me.." Every second that went by that I said nothing, he was becoming more and more heart broken.

"I guess that's a no." He let go of my hands and moved away. I looked up at him and our eyes met. I grabbed his hands and he looked at me with pain in his eyes.

"I love you Harry."