You Kidnapped Me... But Gave Me Love (Harry Styles Fan Fic)

A Lonesome Night Recording

Louis' P.O.V.:

Management sometimes. I just want to fucking punch them all in the face. But right now, I wanted to kill them all.

Why would they make me come to the recording studio? I told them what has been happenning, and I told them what happened tonight. But I had to come record some tracks for our next album.

I sat on the couch in the studio lobby. It was raining now. I was the only one there. The rest of the boys recorded their stuff already and went to see Harry. I stared at the rain falling on the windows. Everything flashed through my head.

*Flachback*

Jessica had been gone for a while. I decided I would go outside and check up on her. I left the waiting room of the hospital and walked outside. I didn't see her in front of the hospital. I looked around and even said her names a few times.

I walked around to the back of the hospital. I saw a knife in the middle of the pathwaty there somewhat was. It wasn't a normal everyday knife. It was a bloody pocket knife. And I knew that pocket knife anywhere.

Jessica.

I walked a little farther and saw some steps. On those stepped laid a young girl, blood seeping from her wrist. I knew the girl anywhere.

"Jessica?! Jessica, answer me?! Are you ok? Can you here me Jessica?" I yelled frantically. I knelt down next to her, tears falling from my eyes.

I shouldn't have let her go out here.

Before I knew it, doctors and nurses came outside. They took her in and hooked her up to special machines. I held her hand tightly, hoping she would come back to me.

And then management called.

*End Flashback*

"Louis!" I heard Simon's voice yell. "Stop day dreaming! You missed your part!" I was now in the studio recording. I was recording my solo in Moments. When I sang, tears filled my eyes. I knew she was probably gone, and I couldn't do anything. And not only was she gone, but so was the baby she carried.

My baby.

I sat back down on the couch while management listened to what I recorded. I texted Liam to ask if everything was ok. He said she was awake, which made my heart leap for joy. But then he said something else.

She lost enough blood to kill the baby.

She had a miscarriage. I lost the baby I actualy wanted. Before she was even born. Or he. We didn't even know if it was a boy or girl.

I wonder if the fact that the baby died makes Harry more mad at me. But it isn't my fault that it died. Well, it partially is. I shouldn't have let her go outside alone.

I felt as if the whole thing was my fault. I felt like our situation was worse. I felt like Harry hated me even more now.

I just wanted it all to end.

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Sorry if this story sucks. I'm running out of good ideas.

When this story finishes, shoukd I make a sequel?

Lainey