Flora.
"Goodbye Eddie" I say.
"I've got something you want to hear, if you value Harry that is" He says slowly. It's enough to make me hesitate. I stay silent.
"When you have that dating scan if it's mine you keep it and I'll leave you be. If it's Harry's you have an abortion" He says simply.
"No..." I disagree.
"Now now, don't disobey me, do you want a spanking" He laughs. His mocking of Harry makes my skin prickly.
"Have I got a deal?" He takes a deep breath.
"Yes.." I say, dabbing my eyes furiously. He obviously didn't beat Eddie hard enough to knock sense into him.
"I'll be in touch" With that he hangs up. Leaving me confused, and distraught, I can't abort this baby, not now I know Harry wants it, and knowing that he could give it such a good life.
I sit on the bed several minutes more, hoping that I would wake up and this is a dream that he wouldn't have dared call me again. I gather myself, splashing cool water on my face and deciding I need to tell Harry...
I go downstairs cautiously. He said he was coming up but he hasn't.. I can hear the dim blah blah of him still on the phone in the living room. I put my head round the door cautiously, he doesnt look up. I go over to him and he raises his hand as if to shoo me away. He places his hand on my arm, trying to move me from the room gently, still not looking up from the papers in his lap while he speaks business jargon to whoever is on the other end of the phone.
"I need to talk to you!" I hiss, pleadingly as he ushers me from the room a little too roughly. He doesn't seem to be listening.
"Sorry one second" He says politely to the caller before taking the phone away from his ear and looking at me a little angrily.
"I said wait upstairs because I had a call to make, what part of that don't you get?" He mumbles.
"I'm sorry.." I whisper, intimidated by the solid grip his large hand has on my upper arm.
"Grab a drink or something, I'll be done when I'm done, don't disturb me again, if that isn't too much to ask" He says shutting the living room door in my face.
I stomp upstairs angrily, making a noisy point of how annoyed I am, grabbing my clothes from last night and tossing his t shirt aside on the unmade bed before stomping back down the stairs and slamming the door with all my might. I'm almost slightly expecting him to come out and say sorry but then I remember that's not Harry.
I climb in my car, revving loudly and also managing to stall. Nice one Flora. I decide to head to Amber's. When I reach the door it's not Amber who opens it but a blonde guy wearing nothing but a towel, showing his hairy but toned chest and dripping water on the floor, he smiles broadly.
"Flora, how is it? Amber is just in the shower" Niall says.
"Can I come in?" I mumble ignoring his questions and staring at the floor.
"Sure, I guess I'll dry off and get dressed. Don't want you gettin all flustered over me" He chuckles loudly, standing aside for me. I head through, taking a seat on Amber's sofa as Niall wonders back towards Amber's bedroom. Jesus him and her are similar. They haven't even shut the shower off 5 minutes later so I help myself to cereal, sitting at the table miserably.
Amber wonders through in a silky dressing gown, raven hair hanging damply down her back.
"Hi Flo, Niall said you were here! What's up, how's the bubba" She asks coming over and enveloping me in a shampoo scented hug from behind while I continue to eat my cereal. The baby.. jesus I forget about that.
"I'm fine" I mumble mouthful of cereal, unwilling to explain what just happened with Harry.
"She clearly just wanted to raid your cupboards" Niall says, wondering in.
"Oh because you don't come here to do that" Amber giggles, walking over to him and placing a light kiss on his neck. I roll my eyes staring at the milk in my bowl.
"Why so down babes?" Amber asks, looking away from Niall.
"Nothing.." I say wearily, unwilling to bad mouth Harry in front of his best mate. Amber notices and looks at Niall.
"Nialler, don't you have somewhere to be?" Amber says nudging him.
"No? Uh.. nope?" He says with a confused frown.
"Niall, really time to go" She kisses him hurriedly, pointing at the door with a sweet smile.
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Yes, Boss
FanfictionThe number one rule to business is ruthlessness, it's always worked for Harry anyway.
