Kidnapped: A Harry Styles Fanfic

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Abby's P.O.V.

Harry's hug lasted for a long time, when he let go I sniffled lightly. Honestly, it felt like a ton of bricks had been lifted off of my shoulders.  The baby loomed in the back of my mind, I didn't want the baby to be dead.

"Abby, this is a true blessing!" Harry gushes happily, he seems to have forgotten all the torments he and I both have done through.

"Not really," I murmur sitting up more as Faith pulls up a chair to my left while Harry still paces happily.

"Well why not?" He asked.

"Uh, I don't know my kid is dead."

"Oh" Harry whispered disappointingly. But somehow managed to stay so gorgeous. Wait-Did I just think that? Fresh tears clotted his sea green eyes as he attempted to take in deep breaths so they didn't fall.

Not knowing what to do, feeling the need to comfort him I patted the while mattress sheets and Harry sat down.

Faith somehow managed to stay quiet this whole time. (Which has utterly shocked me) But, I was to focused on making sure Harry was okay.

Only sitting for moments an uncontrollable sob escaped his lips as he buried his head into my bandaged shoulder. I winced and sucked in the pain, hoping he wouldn't notice. Luckily he didn't so I sat for 25 minutes running my frail fingers through his curls.

After that Faith finally spoke, "Abby, did you know the gender of the baby?"

Why did she have to bring it up?

"Uh, no I was locked downstairs the whole time, its not like I had an ultrasound kit lying around." Venom dripped from my mouth. I didn't want to sound mean but it just came out that way. Sighing I muttered a apology as Harry snuggled right back into my side. I swear he is like a little puppy right now, the scary thing is, is that I love it.

"Drop the attitude, I didn't do anything, doctors just wanted to know so they wouldn't have to take the baby to the morgue, but I guess they will have too," Faith angrily muttered as she walked out of the room.

"Oops." I said realizing I was snapping rudely at my best friend.

Exhaustion hit me as I laid down more firmly next to Harry.

"Hey Harry?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think she made it to heaven?" I whispered, my thoughts running to my dead child. I had failed as a mother and shouldn't be given any kind of love.

"Yes, Abby, I know she did." Harry cried lightly into my arms.

"Is-is god mad with me? Ya know.. for letting her die?" I cry, I scooted closer to him, hoping he would take away my guilt.

"No, he is so proud of you."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

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Wow wasn't that emotional?

Harry: Yes it was, you make me seem like a total love gloat!

Abby: You know what? I like it. You are a softy anyways.

Me: How about we just leave it alone?

Harry: Ahh. but I wanna see more.

Abby: Be patient.

Me:Thanks.

Wow I have really lost it... someone did the whole talking with their characters in the authors note and It made me laugh so hard, so I decided to try it....even tho it sucks!

Sorry it has taken so long to update.

=) you guys really are the best.

-ABS