Taken(H.S.)

Chapter 14

Lol, I got that pic from someone off of Instagram. #thankgodforscreenshots
~HAZEL POV~

The moonlight shone brightly through the window, making a streak of light cast across the room. My eyes were wide open, and my mind was still at work, taking my thoughts and jumbling them all up. I looked at the clock. 3:54. I had been tossing and turning for what seemed like hours.

Harry's arm had slipped from my waist a long time ago, due to my constant moving. His mouth hung open and small snores escaped his lips.

I sighed aloud before quietly rolling out of bed and creeping down the hall to the balcony in the living room. I slid open the glass door and stepped out, letting the cool breeze cool my sweaty skin. I sighed as I leaned over the rail, looking at the ongoing traffic below me.

After we had got from the party, we all split ways and went straight to bed, seeing that it was about 12 at night. Everyone but me, Jessa, Harry, and Liam were piss drunk, so that's why we decided to call it a night. When we came home, Gemma was fast asleep on the couch with 3 beer bottles on the floor. I would have to ask her why she drunk that much while babysitting.

My mind shifted topics as I started thinking about my baby again. I haven't told anyone about it yet, and I honestly wasn't planning to. I just, really wasn't ready for it yet. I haven't even spoke to my dad or my mom in forever. I just really don't get along with my mom so much. She's so controlling and judgmental, and it's just too much to handle. So basically, she's like Harry's mother, but worst. Harry's mother wants the best for us, and sometimes she just forgets that. My mom on the other hand, is the complete opposite. First, she tells me Harry isn't good enough for me, then she doesn't even show up for my wedding, and on top of that, she describes Preston as a mistake. And that's when I cut all ties with her. I'd never want my son around a grandmother who thinks of him as something that wasn't wanted or expected.

After a while of getting some air, I went back inside. Before climbing into bed, I stood over Preston's crib. He usually wakes up around this time, but every since the trip, he's been sleeping through the whole night. He was still, very still. Maybe too still. His chest looked like it wasn't even rising or falling. I laid my hand over his chest. It wasn't.

The first thing I did was scream. "Harry! He's not breathing! Harry!" I sobbed, lightly, but constantly shaking Preston. "What?" Harry said, slowly sitting up and looking over at me. "Preston, He's not breathing! H-harry! DO SOMETHING!" I shouted as Harry jumped out of the bed, rushing to my side.

He pumped his chest over and over again, only getting a small whimper from me as I started to get dizzy. I slipped to the floor, my head spinning. My vision was blurry and Harry's voice slowly faded out. "Hazel! Stay with me! Just breathe!" I heard Harry yell, as he picked up Preston. I slowly gained my strength as I took breaths in and out. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I gained consciousness.

My body perked up when I heard small cries. He was awake.

"Haze! He's breathing! He's woke!" Harry called out, lifting him out the crib. When I saw his bright green eyes, I immediately broke down into tears again. I reached for him as Harry went to call the family doctor.

"Don't you ever scare me like that again," I muttered to him, pulling him into my chest. "I thought I lost you."

I tried to calm myself down by telling myself everything is fine and Preston is still alive.

I felt a hand on the small of my back before Harry started calmly speaking. "Dr. Freeman said that during the first year of a child's life, when they sleep, sometimes they forget to breathe. He also said it might occur frequently, and that it barely lasts over 20 seconds."

My eyes fluttered closed as I took a deep breath for the millionth time. I felt his soft lips against my cheek as my eyes fluttered open. "It's okay, babe. Do you want some water?" I nodded. "Please." He looked at Preston one more time, who had fallen asleep, and exited the room.

I slowly picked myself up from the floor and laid Preston in his crib, making sure to not wake him up. I was terrified of leaving his side now, knowing that this could keep happening. I mean, what if he doesn't remember to breath when he forgets? My eyes searched his small body for injuries. Just as Harry came into the room, my eyes caught a large scratch on his outer thigh.

"Hey, Harry?" I said, taking the water from him. "When did Preston get this scratch?" I asked, softly running my finger over the forming scab. He leaned forward as he examined it. "I don't know. Maybe Angel did it."

"I never let Angel around Preston."

"Maybe Gemma or Celeste accidently did it."

"No, I don't think so. They would have noticed."

"Maybe he did it himself?"

I looked up at him. "He barely has nails."

"Well, I don't know. I'll get a Band-Aid."

I slowly drunk my water, looking at Preston one more time before climbing into bed. I was actually exhausted this time.

Harry cleaned up Preston's thigh before turning off the light and climbing into bed. I immediately snuggled into his chest, my eyes fluttering closed.

"I barely got any sleep yet," I muttered, my eyes slightly cracking open to stay awake. "How come?" Harry said, his voice ringing through the room. "Just thinking about the baby and stuff," I yawned. "I've been thinking that when the baby does come, we could move Preston and it to a new room, for themselves," he suggested. "That'd be nice," I whispered, falling into a deep sleep.

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