-3monthslater-
I sat alone in the small clinic. Eyes darting from side to side in anxiety. I felt alone here in the US, I barely had any friends, I didn't speak to anyone at the dance studio.
My thoughts were always based on Harry... I honestly missed him so much. There isn't a day that went by without me thinking about him... What we could've been..
I felt my eyes sting at the thought, my palms growing sweaty. Why did I leave? Why have all this regret? I slowly felt a few tears roll down the side of my face, heart racing.
-flashback-
"I think I'm whipped." Harry muttered as he played with my fingers.
"What do you mean?" I laughed lightly, nuzzling myself deeper into his chest.
"You honestly make my heart skip a beat..." He whispered into my ear, his warm breath dancing against my skin.
"You're just saying that.."
"I'm not. I swear.." He said with confidence.
I turned myself around , peering into his eyes deeply.
"You really mean it..?" I asked him, brushing away the stray curls from his face.
"I do."
-end of flashback-
I heard one of the doctors call my name. The young woman motioning for me to come forth. The smile on her face confused me.
What is this good or bad news?
She held on to her clipboard scanning over the collected data.
"What are the results..?" I asked cautiously. Her beaming smile gave it all away.
"Miss. Congratulations, you're pregnant."
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A Little Bit of Love Hate
Fanfic"Wait!" Harry called, following after me, his hand grabbing mine. "Why?!" I questioned, my voice rising with frustration. A puzzled look etched into his features, his green eyes narrowing with question. "What do you mean..?" He asked, his voice ras...
