Try (Sequel to Perfect; Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Five

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Harry's POV:

I stand in front of the X-ray machine. Gemma is standing beside me, biting her lip.

"How far along is she?" I ask softly.

"TURN!" Dr. Munez yells from the other room, and I turn to my left.

Gemma sighs. "She's four months."

"Why the hell didn't anyone tell me?" I growl.

"She didn't want you to know."

"Then why the fuck am I here?" I ask.

"The baby..." Gemma whispers.

I roll my eyes. "I don't even give a fuck about the baby. Why the hell should I? She didn't give a fuck about me, so why should I care about that thing?"

Gemma begins crying silently. "She didn't tell you, because you were going to X-Factor, and if you stayed, she thought your life would be ruined."

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I sit down in a chair, and Gemma slumps down next to me. "Is the baby going to die?" I ask her softly. I look over at her, and then back down at my lap. I unlock my phone and check the time. It's nearly six in the morning. "What time did you get here?"

"One thirty."

"Why did you guys come?"

"She was in pain. And I had to drive." She whispers.

I look over and smile slightly at my baby sister. "Oh yeah? How'd you do?"

She laughs. "Good."

I grin. "I taught you well."

She rolls her eyes.

"Gemma?" I look up and see Dr. Munez. "Carter wants you. Harry," she looks at me, "I need you to come with me, alright?"

I nod, and stand up. Gemma gets up too, and walks into Carter's room.

I follow Dr. Munez down a long hallway, before she opens the door to a room. "Come in." she says. I follow her inside, and she points to a chair. I slump down in it. "I got back the x-rays." She says. She comes over, and pulls out the chair that is beside mine, so that is positioned in front of me. "You have a spot on your heart. Did you know that?" she asks. She holds out one of the x-rays and points to the white spot.

"No." I say softly. "Does this mean the baby's gonna be okay?"

"Well, we're going to keep an eye on it, but we're gonna discharge Carter. I want her on a bed rest for now, and I'm gonna prescribe her some pills." she says. "I want someone to be able to take care of her all the time, though.. And I know you're not supposed to be in the picture...but I think you should be taking care of her."

My heart drops. "I-I can't."

"Why not?"

"I'm not living at home."

"Where are you living?"

"I'm on X-Factor. I'm in a house, with four other boys."

"This is much more important, Harry." She tells me.

I stand up, "Yeah, well it doesn't suit me."

"Is there any way that she could stay with you?"

"I don't know! But she's not! We aren't together, and we're not going to get back together!"