Obsessive || continuation ||

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Arabella's pov:

the room was spinning, as i laid in a puddle of my own blood, the pain flooding my body as i groaned in pain. i had been shot. it was as though i could feel every nerve in my body, everything around me was just faded background noise as all that took my focus was the piercing pain in my chest. "a gunshot wound to the chest, that's fatal." i thought to myself as i tried to process what just happened. i heard a loud voice booming through the room "What did you do?" its harry, he's here. my eyes fluttered open as i looked around to find him. he bent down beside me, pulling me closer to him as i sucked in a deep breath from the pain. "tell him" i thought, i wasn't ready. this wasn't the way i wanted to tell harry i was pregnant. i had it all planned out. i was gonna give him a shirt that said "worlds best dad" it was corny as hell, but he would of loved it eventually. God he was gonna be such a good dad. he'd do anything for me, i can't imagine what he would do for our baby. i coughed, feeling the burning sensation in my throat, i coughed again into my hand, blood. oh god im gonna die. "tell him!" the voice in my head screamed.

"Harry! I'm pregnant" the words spilled out of my mouth. as the words echoed in the room i heard sophia let out a sob, as she ran out of the house, harrys eyes softened, the entire tone of his face changing. it was like his whole world had shifted, every fear he had ever had flooded his face. i'm gonna die and he's never going to get to experience the love of a father. but i had to tell him, i had to let him know before i left this world forever.

it was a beautiful tragedy really, the person who changed his life was going to leave it, and he would have to fight to prove he could live without me. but, i know he wouldn't choose it. he would give his life for me, what kind of wife would i be if i didn't try for him. i felt his warmth beside me, gosh it was so cold. every moment of my life with him flashed in my head, and all i could think was "i wish i had never met him." how was i supposed to die knowing this all could of been prevented if i had not fallen in love with him. if i could of just kept my distance, chosen to see him as the monster i thought he was when we first met.

we danced in the rain, it poured over us as we laughed, a true, your stomach hurts so bad from laughing type of laugh. he kissed me, and in the moment i knew i loved him. a love so deep i could never understand it. it felt so euphoric, the butterflies in my stomach, the feeling of my heart almost like it was going to explode. i was so in love with him even if he wasn't capable of loving me back.

he was safety.
he was like the sun on a cold day.
he was like coming up for fresh air after i had been drowning for so long.
he was waffles at 2am.
he was flying down a road listening to our favorite songs.
he was hot chocolate on christmas.
he was fireworks on new year's eve.
he was heart shaped balloons and chocolate on valentine's day.
he was your favorite breakfast on your birthday.
he was getting your favorite gift.
he was kindness, in a world of darkness.
he was light at the end of a long tunnel.
he was everything right in the world.
he was dancing in the rain.
he was love. a love so strong, that it almost broke me.

he was everything.

and in those moments before everything faded to darkness, i heard him say

"Please baby, don't leave me. i don't know if i can do this without you. Please don't go."

God, please let me live, for him.

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A/N
hiiii guys! i know this is a very short chapter. please forgive my absence for so long! i have such big plans for this book. i have been going through so much and seeing all your nice comments have helped me so much! i love you all!! and i hope you enjoy this chapter.

xx❤️