future is ours<miniminter>

fifty two

these last two weeks have felt like what had to be the longest.

checking my emails repeatedly hoping the DNA results would come back sooner than expected. Of course they didn't, which meant simon and i's relationship was basically put on hold. We've spent a lot of time apart recently, it hurts but i understand that he needs his space.

'hello, earth to libby' jj waved his hands infront of my face.

i blinked and looked at him
'oh uh hi sorry'

the boys had also not been the most chatty people in the world either. I understood their frustration also, just never understood how they were getting on with harry perfectly fine.

i felt so alone, so worthless and so unloved. I didn't really have anybody.

worst two weeks of my life.

'libby man? hello what is wrong with you today?' jj broke me out of my thoughts once again.

i looked at him blankly.
'todays the day i get the DNA results' i looked down at my phone as it lit up.

jj also following my eyes.
'go on..' he ushered me to open the email.

i looked at him with what almost seemed like glassy eyes.

'oh give it here' he snatched my phone from my hand impatiently and opened the email.

i gave him a quick glance, trying to figure out his expression however all i could see was his eyes following the text.

'fucking hell what's this an essay!' he huffed.

'it'll be at the bottom' i said quickly.

within seconds his reaction had changed completely. His face was blank at this point. Making it almost impossible to read him.

'harry!' he yelled

at that moment my heart sunk to the bottom of my stomach. Fuck.

harry came running down the stairs, saw me and jj sat together. Jj holding my phone facing towards harry.

'i'm so sorry man' jj gave him a sympathetic look.

i looked between them both, utterly confused.
harry stood there confused also.

i snatched my phone from his hands and read over the email.

Simon Minter is the biological father.

my eyes widened and i triple checked that the piece of information infront of me was correct.