Love at First Sight (A Liam Payne Love Story)

Love at First Sight (A Liam Payne Love Story) Part 23

Part 23

Jessa's POV

I had to stay overnight as the hospital to make sure I was okay. I hated it, every single bit of it. All I wanted to do was go back to the guest house and cry my eyes out alone but no I had to stay for observation. Only Em stayed overnight with me: there was only enough room for one and I chose her. She knows me best; she'll know I won't want to talk. I cried myself to sleep last night as she held me in her arms. I dreamt about her last night. I have a feeling it was gonna be a girl. I saw what her beautiful face would've looked like; all Liam with a hint of me at every turn. How I will never get to meet her, see her, hear her. I woke up crying harder than I did last night. "Jessa you're discharged we can go now." said Em coming into the room helping me to the car as I felt that it was pointless to live or move.

*One Direction House*

I walked out of the car rushing through the house to get to the guest house to cry and not eat some more. Which I really don't know why I'm still staying here, I have money now, I can leave any time I want to, and I can bring Em with me. I was stopped in the kitchen finding it hard to unlock the back door with blurry vision. I gave up as someone's hand slipped right past me and unlocked it. I turned around alarmed as I found Harry looking like he hadn't slept all night. Tears fell down my face as I spun around leaving the house before he had the chance to say anything.

Harry's POV

The despair in Jessa's face made me want to fall apart. I hate seeing her in pain. I know I've only known her for about three months now but it doesn't look like she's ever going to get over this and by the look on Emily's face I can see that my guess was correct. I don't think Liam is any better either. He hasn't stopped crying since we got home from the hospital but he's in better condition than Jessa because he's actually eating. I don't think the loss has affected him as much as Jessa because he wasn't the one who had the actual pain of losing the baby, but it was his child.

*2 weeks later*

Jessa's POV

I am seriously debating whether or not to commit suicide at this point. Each day the pain in my heart gets worse by not being with my little girl. I've barely eaten anything that I've lost all the baby weight and then some, I haven't showered in a week because Em made me shower the first time. I don't have anything in life for me but Liam, Harry, Emily, the boys, the fans. If I die I can see Sam and my baby girl. If I live, I will have fame money and people who love me...I think. The fans... I don't even think they know. I logged onto twitter finding a bunch of 'Congrats on the baby' and wishing me the of best luck, I don't want to see any more of this. "Fuck it" I said speaking for the first time in weeks as I turned on twitcam not caring how I looked. 3-2-1 it read I took a deep breath as I saw the amount of gain by the second. "Hey guys" I croaked "I know I haven't really made contact with any of you for the last few weeks but umm..." it was so hard to continue I felt tears burning in my eyes as a few poured out I cleared my throat "I ahh I lost my baby..." I said not looking into the camera but reading the tweets in the sidebar 'Oh my God I'm so sorry' 'What can I do to help' 'Are you depressed?' I couldn't take it anymore because I saw Liam's tweet 'Please talk to me' I shut my laptop not wanting to read any more of it as I cried until my eyes burned...again.