Mr.Styles, It's Not Good

Chapter 7

"Please just tell me you're going to help me take care of this child? I don't think I can do it on my own." Chloe says crying, packing all her things.

"Stop packing! Of course I'm going to help you. Fuck management. Chloe, I'm not leaving! You know I'm never going to leave. I love you so much Chloe!"

I ran to her, pulling her into my chest, pressing my lips to hers. Her warm tears brushed my cheek.

"Stop crying." I told her, my eyes watering also.

"I thought you were going to leave me."

"I would never leave you." I then connected my lips to her once more, our lips moving in sync.

A small moan escaping her lips. I walked forward, our lips still connected. The back of her legs hit the bed causing her to stumble and fall against it.

"I love you so much." I muttered against her lips.

"I love you too Harry." She said without disconnecting our lips.

Her hands traced my bent back. My hands placed on her hips.

"Hazza!" Liam shouts.

"Liam not now!" I yelled back.

Chloe stood up, our arms around each others torso, staring into each other.

"Harry,"

"Yes love?"

"Is this a dream?"

"What do you mean?"

"I've dreamt about being with someone like you. I don't know if it's a dream or not."

"This is real life. You're mine. I love you."

"I love you too." We kissed once again, I felt a smile form onto her lips.

*night time*

"Has the hate calmed down?"

"Not at all. It got worse if you ask me. I can't do it anymore Harry."

"Yes you can!" I shouted pulling the sheets down and crawling into bed.

"10 cuts, 3 bruises. What's next?"

"Those cuts and bruises are going to turn into memories on how strong you are. When our grandchildren see your scar and ask what it is you can tell them it's a battle wound. Tell them you won that battle."

"Harry, I can't do-"

My lips connected with hers, my arms wrapped around her body.

I heard quiet sobs escape her mouth.

"Don't cry, you are so beautiful. You're perfect. I know you don't like your stomach or your thighs, and that you don't think your beautiful but you are! Who effing cares if you have to suck in to get your jeans on. I sure hell don't. You're perfect to me. Just like Niall sang, 'you'll never love yourself half as much as I love you. And you'll never treat yourself right darling but I want you to. If I let you know I'm here for you, maybe you'll love yourself like I, love you' Chloe you are drop dead gorgeous. I don't know what's wrong with someone if they think opposite. I love you so-"

"Harry the baby!" She shouted.

"What's wrong!" Panic filling my body.

"It's kicking! You sang, they like your singing! Every time you sing, the baby kicks!"

"In just 5 months, I can finally sing to my child, while he or she lay in my hands, I can kiss him or her good night and sing them a lullaby before I lay them in the crib. I can't believe I will be holding my child in just 5 months. Do you believe it's been about 4 months since we've conceived? We've been through so much in such little time. It's amazing."