Letters to Andee

Chapter 15

CHAPTER 15

ANDEE'S POV

Harry spent the night at the hospital with me and today I'm allowed to leave. We haven't discussed anything because he's too worried about me being okay, he's constantly asking if I need a nurse or if I'm comfortable or if I need water.

I haven't even explained to him WHY I'm in here... I'll explain absolutely everything to him when we get home.

"I have my range rover here so I can take you home."

"Okay..." I sigh, "I don't think Ess would be too thrilled about coming to pick me up anyways..." I look down at my horrible bracelet and cringe.

"Why's that?" he frowns as he grabs my hand and squeezes it, I hadn't known how much I missed him until now.

"She's disappointed in me because I've kept so many things from you..." I make myself look up at him and I feel the tears gather in my eyes as I think of how much pain I've put him through. "I'm s-sorry..." I look down again and he grabs my chin and forces me to look at him.

"I know you're sorry..." he kisses my lips softly and I sigh. "You can explain everything when we get home." He kisses my forehead and I lean into him. "Do you want to go to my place?" I nod silently and he gives my hand another squeeze as we walk out the doors.

Thankfully no paps have noticed Harry's been at the hospital the past two days, so there's no one littering the doorway to leave. Harry helps me into his range rover and when he gets in he turns toward me.

"I still am upset and I want to know what is going on and why you kept things from me, but right now I'm just glad you're okay." He reaches over and runs his fingers along my cheek. I turn my head and kiss his wrist, his eyes soften somehow before he puts the key in the ignition and we start our drive to his place.

When we get there Harry opens my door for me and grabs my hand immediately. When we get inside he sits me down on the couch.

"You stay here, are you alright?" he rubs the back of his neck. "Anything I can get you? Tea? Coffee?" he walks into the kitchen and I roll my eyes before following him.

"Tea please." I say. He grabs the box out of the cupboard with a smile as I sit on a bar stool. "Wait, let me see it first." I hold my hand out and he gives it to me but not without a confused expression. I read the label quickly and when I see the little gluten free symbol I hand it back to him.

"You on a special diet for our little one?" he chuckles lightly and I feel my heart warm at the fact that he knows about Baby and he's not upset with me.

"No," I sigh. "But it's one of the things I have to tell you." I look down again and I hear him sigh.

"Let's get the tea first yeah?" he asks and I nod.

Five minutes later we're both sat in the living room with our tea and Harry is looking at me intently.

"Where do I start..." I mumble before taking a sip of the scalding beverage I've grown to love.

"Start at the beginning?" he suggests and I nod in response.

"Before I tell you anything, I want you to know that I never wanted to hurt you, I just let my own feelings get in the way of what I should've done. I knew I was supposed to tell you but I was so scared." I frown at my own stupidity.

"I know, please just explain." He grabs one of my hands. "When did you find out?" he gives me a starting point and I sigh before diving in.

"When I was sick during your rehearsals, right around your birthday, it was morning sickness. I thought I had the flu but then I realized my period was late," I draw in a shaky breath. "So Ess and I went to the pharmacy and got a test and that's when I found out." I sigh and finally look up at him.