Jeny’s POV
Harry had been gone almost 2 months now..... and my heart was still not working.. and I had gotten to the point I’d made myself physically ill... I was sitting in my doctor’s office waiting for tests results of my own.. I had been sick almost two weeks........ I mean i’d heard of people being literally sick from a broken heart.. I just had no idea...... I’d completely isolated myself.. no family.. no friends...... and from what I hear Nessie was in complete remission.. she’d beaten it...... at the loss of my harry’s life..... I heard the door handle rattle and I glanced up to see my doctor coming into the room.
"Well Jennifer.....we've discovered what's been making you sick." he said, taking a seat at his desk.
“Which is...” I urged.
“You’re pregnant....” he said, softly. The shock crashed over me like a massive tidal wave. I felt cold and numb, as if somebody had dumped a bucket of ice water over me.
"P-pregnant?" I repeated.
“Yes.. about 9 weeks...” he nodded. I did the math in my head...9 weeks was roughly three months....which would have been the last time that Harry and I.....oh my gosh I was having Harry's baby...and he would never get to see it.
“Miss... is everything okay?” he asked.
"Let's see." I seethed through gritted teeth. "I just found out that I am carrying the child of my late partner......so yes I am just peachy fucking KEEN!!!"
“I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to make things bad.... there are options..” he said, reaching for brochures on abortion and adoption...
"I won't be needing those." I defended getting to my feet and stuffing my arms into my coat. "You think I would give my baby away to some stranger just because Harry isn't here?!"
“I just wanted to make sure you had options...” he said.
"I don't need options." I growled, air quoting the word options. "What I need...is Harry." I stormed out of there without another word. OH god.. where do i go now... I headed over to my brothers and walked thru that condo complex and knocked nervously on his door. There was no answer...so I knocked again.....still no answer. FUCK! Now what do I do? Maybe I could go....no. There's always....no can't go there either. I was so close to giving up when it hit me. My feet moved faster then Niall's when someone says 'food' and soon I was pounding on her door. After a moment Nessie opened the door.
“Jeny.....” she said, in shock.
“Nessie... I need you...” I choked out.
"Oh my gosh what's the matter?" she worried, stepping aside. "Come in, come in."
“Nessie.. I am SO sorry i was such a bitch when Harry.... I just....” I couldn’t get it out.. I just collapsed onto her couch.
"Jeny it's okay." she insisted taking a seat beside me. "You don't have to apologise...I can understand why you reacted like that."
“It’s just got harder...” I whispered. Her eye brows knotted together.
"How?" I bit my lip to keep from crying and fiddled with the buttons on my jacket.
"Jen." Nessie soothed, laying a hand on my arm. "Talk to me....You know you can tell me anything."
“I’m pregnant..” I whispered. She clamped her hands over her mouth.
"Oh....Jeny." she whispered.
“He’s not here.. it’s not fair..” I cried. She scooted closer to me and hesitantly put her arms around me.
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Sister Protection Program
Fiksi PenggemarMy name is Jennifer Tomlinson.. older sister of Louis Tomlinson.. yes THAT ONE! My brother was... amazing and I was so proud of him and he was by far my best friend on the planet.... only one problem.. he VERY over protective... and he only got wors...
