Is That My Baby, Baby? Harry Styles/Niall Horan

Chapter 14

It’s all over the news, it’s all anyone can talk about and just like the first time Harry and I broke up I’ve gone in to hiding. I don’t leave my flat for any reason at all. I get my groceries delivered, I shop for baby things and maternity clothes online and if I need to or want to see Louis, Zayn or Liam they come and see me because I am sure as hell not leaving the flat, the paparazzi are waiting for me.

Harry collected his things the next morning and would not let me utter one word of an excuse or let me explain to him that Niall was drunk and a complete and utter twat. Louis has been sleeping on my couch for the last two weeks. No one has seen him, they don’t know where he is and I’m not even sure if he’s still in the country to be honest. He hasn’t tried to contact me, he hasn’t contacted Louis or management, he has just disappeared.

Niall has called me every day for the last two weeks, trying to apologise, trying to see if I’m ok. I don’t answer the phone when he rings but I listen to every single voice mail he leaves, I can’t believe he did that, for reasons I cannot fathom he thinks it’s ok to try and ruin my life because he likes me and I don’t like him back. Even if he was jealous and drunk, it was a horrible thing to do and he’s basically ruined my life. Without Harry my life is pointless.

Today was meant to be the day that Harry and I started moving in to the new house we owned together. But I hadn’t heard from him and it didn’t seem right to go without him. I missed him so much, his touch, his voice, his smell. I’m still finding it hard to accept that Harry took Niall’s words seriously. He’s put up with everything else that Niall has done and said but when he said ‘I am’ that was it. It was clear to everyone else that it was a joke or that he was lying, why didn’t he see it that way?

I sighed as I sipped on my cup of tea; I was looking out the window of the kitchen in to the small court yard that was my back yard. I couldn’t raise a child here. It was too small, it was too small for me alone, there was no way it would be big enough for me and a small baby. “Jess come out with and get some sun, you’re looking a little pale.” Louis murmured as he walked in to the kitchen with Zayn following close behind him.

“I’m fine, thanks though.” I replied shaking my head.

I couldn’t face the people, the fans or the paparazzi. They hated me; there was hate all over the internet, Tumblr and twitter. I had deactivated my twitter account because thousands and thousands of girls were telling me that I had broken Harry. They honestly thought he had gone somewhere and killed himself. I hoped they weren’t right. He wouldn’t do something like that, I know he wouldn’t.

“Jess you need to go out, you’re going to get sick if you stayed cooped up in here.” Louis sighed as he wrapped his arms around me from behind. “He’s fine you need to stop worrying about him.” Louis was incredibly worried about me. I hadn’t been eating very much for the last two weeks and now that I had started eating properly he wanted me to go out and face the photographers.

He had told me that Niall was doing whatever he could to reverse some of the damage that he had caused, Louis had asked multiple times in the last few days if I would let Niall come over and see me but I refused, I wouldn’t talk to him until I talked to Harry and sorted things out. It was unfair that Niall was trying his hardest to ruin things for Harry and I when he knew that I didn’t feel the same way he did and I was stupid enough to believe that he was actually sorry.