Heartbreak Girl (H.S) (New Girl Sequel)

Final Chapter (47):

Ivy's POV

Ana knocked on my bedroom door for what felt like the millionth time today, asking the same questions, "How are you feeling? Are you hungry yet?"

"I'm not hungry Ana," I sniffled.

I expected her to leave like every other time she's come up here, but this time she didn't. Instead, she plopped down next to me on the bed.

"It's been several days Ivy, you're barely eating and drinking. It's not good for you and the baby."

"I'm not hungry Ana," I repeated myself and buried myself in my comforter.

"You have to take care of yourself Ivy. I get you're upset about all that happened between you and Ben, but you made the decision to sleep with Harry so now you need to deal with the consequences."

I ignored Ana and remained curled up in my blankets.

"Alright, that's it. Your father and I are putting you on the next flight to California. So I suggest you get outta bed and clean yourself up while I pack a bag for you."

Ana ripped the comforter off my bed and carried it with her as she left my room.
•••

"Is this it?" Olivia asked me as we pulled up to the familiar building, the one that I made one of my biggest regrets in.

"Yeah," I nervously gulped.

"Mack and I will wait right out here. You need to at least let him know he put a child in you. It's all up to him if he wants to help you, or let the poor thing grow up without a father."

I nodded at Olivia and sighed.

"Thank you guys for doing this," I sent both Olivia and Mack a small and weak, yet grateful smile.

"Your welcome, now move it woman. Go get this over with," Olivia gestured toward my door.

I took a deep breath and popped the car door open, being extra cautious to make sure my dress didn't fly up as I went to stand up.

After closing the door behind me, I walked in the entrance door and tried my best not to trip in my high heels that Lacey had forced me to put on with my dress.

The man behind the desk gave me a small greeting and sent me a smile.

I walked past his desk and towards the elevators that I had just used a few weeks ago.

Thankfully one was already open, empty, and waiting for somebody to use it. I really didn't want to have to ride with a bunch of strangers.

I stepped in and pulled my key out that I had gotten from the lobby when I lied and told the employee that I was Harry's sister visiting from England for awhile.

I put it in the lock next to the button with Harry's floor and twisted it so the button started blinking.

I clicked on the button and waited for the doors to slide shut before popping the key back into my little black clutch.

Funny how not too long ago, I was standing in this same elevator, preparing myself to look Harry in the eye and tell him I'm done. Now, here I stand preparing myself to tell him that I broke up with my boyfriend because I'm pregnant with Harry's baby.

How do you tell someone you're not with?

Oh hey, remember when we slept together behind my boyfriends back? Well you kinda knocked me up and now I'm single.

Nope. Definitely not how you tell them.

Before I knew it, the bell dinged and the doors slid open.