I sat there, the room closing in around me. My breathing abnormal and hard. Beads of sweat forming on my forehead, as my knees knocked together as I tapped my foot in anticipation.
"Harry, sorry to keep you waiting."
He looked so serious, so sure of himself. I got up from my chair trailing behind him like a lost puppy into a larger more expensive looking room. I sat in the small, in comfy looking chair, slouching slightly, hoping that if I make myself small enough I can just disappear.
"So, harry. What is the problem?"
"I, I can't do this."
His facial expressions were usually hard to read but right now he looked confused.
I attempted to try and make some sense and enlightened him on my situation some more.
"I can't hurt her like that. It's just not the right thing to do. Not right be darcy and not right by megan."
His face began to mould into the unknown again sliding back to normal. He looked down deep in thought, he nodded to himself before bringing me back into conversation.
"Harry, your right, it's not the right thing to do. And niether is you and Caroline. You need to tell the fans the truth how we made you stay with her and how her baby isn't yours and about darcy." I felt a weight lift of my shoulders and my heart begin to mend. Finally I can be with megan. Me, Megan and darcy can be a family.
These next few moments had a big impact. Shattering my heart again. An uncontrollable pain consuming my body as the sentence hung in the air.
"But you and Megan can't happen. If it does one direction are over."
Why?
When everything looks like its about to start going well it all comes crashing down again. What's the point. I might aswell just disapear, I would rather stay with Caroline than the situation I'm in right now.
Yeah, thank god I can still see darcy but megan. I love her, she is my world, I want a family with her. Be a proper family. Me. Her. Darcy. That's all I am asking for, but no. That's to much to ask for isnt it.
