Choices Between Us

Prologue

Harry POV.

I couldn't believe that I was taking my new bride to New York City with me, I had to lie to her and tell her that it was a part of our honey moon tour, we were starting in New York and going to various locations to do various things which I had no sweet fucking clue as I was making this shit up as I went along.

The thing is as soon after we said our vows and left the church, my mate Niall came running up to me, frantic that I needed to call Raya.....he said that she was in a state and I needed to call her. My heart almost stopped. I hadn't heard her voice for four months now, yes we messaged each other back and forth but that was all the contact that we had. It was better for us that way. I mean for fuck sakes I just got married to Sarah, the mother of my child.

I had thought long and hard about the whole marriage thing, I needed to do the right thing. I didn't want any child of mine growing up in a broken home. I knew what if felt like and there was no way that I was going to do that to my son. The day I looked into his little face, I knew I made the right choice for him.

Yes I cared for his mom. She was a beautiful girl and I would love her and treat her right. That is, I guess what you do in life. You meet someone, get married and have children. But I always did things the fucked up way. I meant someone fell in love with her, fucked that up. Meant someone else and fucked her got her pregnant......care for her enough that I married her. Who the fuck was I kidding.

I was in love with a woman but it wasn't the woman sitting next to me on this plane. I was on my way to see the love of my life, who needed me yet again. My stomach was in knots as Niall had no idea what she wanted. He just said she sounded weird, happy, different maybe. I just knew it was going to kill me until I found out if she was okay.

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The plane landed at JFK. I sent Sarah off to the hotel, I had booked her a bunch of spa crap, pampering for the afternoon. I told her that I had a few business meetings that I had to to tend to before we went off on a two week honeymoon to various locations I have yet to fucking figure out. I

I had texted Raya as soon as I got in the car to head to her apartment. She was living with Kyle again in her old place. Which made me at ease as I know how much Kyle cared for her and would take care of her properly.

She texted me back and told me to meet her in Central Park on the bridge where I had kissed her when I had realized that I was in love with her and had to tell her. I thought this was a strange request as she knew I just got married less than twenty four hours ago. I looked down at the silver band on my left hand ring finger. I run my hand through my mess of curls as the car comes to a stop. I tell the driver not to wait for me as I don't know how long I am going to be.

I walk through the entrance of the park, I keep my eyes down and look at the ground not wanting to make contact with anyone. I just want to get to Raya and not get noticed. I walk quickly, shoving my hands into my pockets. I glance up and see the array of beautiful colors that dress the trees. Fall is such a beautiful thing. This park is one of Raya's favourite places.

I near the bridge where she said she would be waiting for me. I look up and see her standing there. Her back is to me, she is leaning against the railing and looking down over the small stream that runs beneath the bridge. She is beautiful, my heart speeds up, the swarm of butterflies that have been dead in my stomach come back to life instantly as soon as my eyes see her.

Her hair is swept up in a bun and she has casual clothes on, she can wear a brown paper sack and still look beautiful. She turns and faces me, as soon as her eyes see me, her mouth curls up into a big smile and a glow radiates off of her. She looks even more beautiful than the last time I saw her, how is that possible.