"I really thought you were different.
In the back of my head, I knew to be careful from previous experiences, but something about you made me leave my guard down.
I thought you were the one to change my view on guys. I put total trust in you. All...
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song: lovely
artist: billie eilish and khalid
One Month and a Half Later:
I placed the freshly baked banana bread on the counter, pushing some stray hairs out of my face. I caught my breath and glanced down at my belly.
"You're making this hard for me, love." I panted. My belly was so big, I could barely bend down anymore without panting or wincing.
This baby is due any day now, and Harry and I are more than ready. Each night, we lay on the couch together, and he rubs my belly and sings to the baby. It's sweet to watch, but it would be even more sweet to actually see the baby in his arms.
I shut the oven door just as the front door opened, the cold winter air whipping in.
Harry hurried in with Louis, who shut the door tightly behind him, "Bloody hell, it's freezing out there!" Louis shivered, taking off his coat, boots, and wrapping his arms around himself.
Harry hung up their coats and I brought them freshly made tea.
"Thanks, love." Harry smiled, kissing the side of my forehead before sitting down with Louis.
"Do you guys want some bread?" I asked.
"Yes, please." They said at the same time.
I smiled and went to cut them each a piece, and one for myself and sat down with them.
"So, Lou, what did you want to talk about?" Harry asked, taking a sip of his tea.
Louis set his mug down and sighed, "Management. They have another idea for us."
"What is it?" I asked, nibbling on my banana bread, trying to ignore the small pang of discomfort in my stomach. That happens sometimes after I bend over because my stomach is so big.
"They um," He looked almost scared to tell us, "They want to send us to Italy and Greece for three weeks. They want us to leave in a week."
"You have got to be kidding me!" Harry yelled, throwing his hands up.
Louis shook his head.
Harry sighed deeply and clinched his fists together, "I have a baby coming soon. They can't just do this!" He yelled, getting more and more furious.
I placed my hands on his still chilly hands and squeezed them.
He sat back on the couch and looked off in the distance, trying to hide his anger.
"Louis, this is ridiculous!" I stated.
"I know, Skye." He said sadly, "They won't let us change anything."
I looked down at mine and Harry's intertwined hands and sighed. There really was no getting out of this, was there?
"Eleanor and I can't plan anything anymore because of Management, and Zayn and Perrie had a fight two nights ago because of it."
"Are they still together?" I asked, my head shooting up.
He nodded, "Yeah, but Perrie came over to our flat that night sobbing after the fight and stayed with us. They made up the next day and Zayn ran away with her today to another town so they could be together today."
"You tried to talk them already?" I asked sadly.
He nodded again.
I looked over at Harry, who's sad eyes met mine, "Harry, go to Italy and Greece. If I have the baby while you're gone-" My voice caught at the words.
He squeezed my hands and jumped up, grabbing the car keys.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Louis said, jumping up.
Harry grabbed his coat, "Putting a stop to all this bullshit." He grumbled, before slamming the door.
"Harry!" I yelled, trying to run after him, but he was already in the car and speeding down the street.
I looked over at Louis, who stood there, completely dumbfounded.
