Chapter Forty Eight.

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TIA POV.

To Harry,

Just waiting to get off the plane.. You here?

I text Harry a simple question before slipping my phone back into my pocket. I pull my hand luggage down from the over-head compartment and hold it until the queue goes down.

Stepping off the plane I feel my phone vibrate. I look down and read his text.

From: Harry,

In the carpark, hurry that little booty of yours so I can give you a
massive hug Xx

I smile and put my phone back into my pocket. If I was happy about anything of this mess it was how close I had become to Harry. But just the thought of seeing him again after 4 months was nauseating, and then it hit me, due to all the stress, I had forgotten all about my irregular periods and that recently I had just stopped bleeding completely, I made a mental note to take a pregnancy test as soon as I got home. My mind was whirling with the possibility that I could be carrying a child again, Harry's child.

I reach the car park and hands wrapping around my waist startle me. I turn around to face Harry and in the spur of the moment we kissed.

"Erm.. hey" Harry blushed, releasing me from his grip.

"Hey"

He grips a suitcase in each hand and I follow him to his car. We load them into his boot and I get into the passenger seat, whilst Harry gets into his side.

"How've you been?" Harry whispers, putting the car into gear and reversing.

"Not so good" I whisper. "I found out this weekend that the woman I've been calling Mother for nearly 20 years and the father I've been grieving over his death, aren't actually my parents and I was adopted"

"Are you fucking kidding?" Harry's jaw was open wide in shock.

"Would I joke about something like this?" I snapped.

"No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that, I just, well I don't know what to say. I'm in shock!"

"No I'm sorry! I'm just confused at the minute, I don't know what to say or do at all" I whispered. "And my periods late.. again"

"Have you done a pregnancy test?" Harry smiled.

"No, I have been to busy, I'll call at that pharmacy store around the corner from your house tomorrow morning and do it once I've settled in" I smile, Harry nods, pulls into his drive way before unlocking the boot and pulling out my suitcases.

"You just go inside and make yourself comfy, I'll bring your stuff in, have you still got your key?" I pull the house key out of my pocket and dangle it in the air, before laughing and unlocking the door.

His house is still the way it used to be, except it smells of him and no longer smells of my 'Roco chanelle' perfume. I look at the small table next to the door way and notice the framed picture of me and him, but another framed picture caught my eye the most. It was Madison's scan photograph, centre place on the table. Harry entered the door way and moved me from my trance.

"Oh erm" I wiped away a tear and placed the picture back down.

"It's okay Tee, I always feel like crying, I miss her a lot too" Harry whispers. "Even though we never met her alive in person, we still held her dead body, caressed her cold cheek and kissed her soft forehead. We still had a baby, Tee, we still held our daughter and just because she didn't live, doesn't mean we didn't love her any less than any other parent loves their child"

"I know" I smiled, wiping away tears that had escaped from my eyes.

We folded into a hug and wept into each other's arms.
























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