Fall For You (One Direction)

Chapter 18 2/2

False- 1. Not according with truth or fact; incorrect

2. Appearing to be the thing denoted; deliberately made or meant to deceive

Pain. How would you feel if a couple of hours ago you were carrying little present from above. Then poof, they were gone. It's hell, thinking you had a baby. But it was a false test, hell, real hell.

We walked into the hospital, Liam's jacket around my shoulders, somehow inside it I felt safe. Through the hall and up to the front desk. Liam motioned me to sit while he figured it out, I took a seat while Danielle stayed by my side. She held me while my tears struck her shirt, creating a darker color, but she didn't seem to mind. Zayn came rushing out of the the room next to us, he didn't seem to mind the nurses chasing behind him. I got up and ran to him, both of us embraced each other in the middle of the room. My sobbing was loud, as he hushed me caressing me hair.

"Blaire, baby, please don't cry." his voice was shaky, I could tell he was also crying. Nothing was fine.

"How? She was never inside me, everything was a lie. She was never real." I cried he only held me tighter, promising he would never let me go.

"Let's take a trip? Ok, me you. No one else." He whispered in my ear, then he lead me outside. I couldn't look up, she was never real.

"Look, fuck it. Lets go back to the US, your house wasn't sold." I nodded. He entwined our hands and lead me to the large parking lot. We walked down the road until his car came into veiw, he unlocked the door and let me inside. He put the key in and the car came to life, soon we were heading out of the parking lot.

"We'll head to the airport. I have enough pounds to pay for our tickets, and I can transfer money in the US. You can just sleep, next time your up we'll be at the airport." He turned up the music, and I gave a mumbled yes. I closed my eyes as the calm voice of Ed Sheeran played, I wish I haden't though.

His lyrics made everything sadder.

"No, we can't always runaway! Take me home, now!"

"B-but I need to leave, with you by my side.. We need this..." he trailed.

"I don't, you do.. can we please go home?" my voice cracked.

"Just stop! We're going. Ok, no choice." his voice was stern, and the car engine was still on.

"I don't want to, this isn't your choice! now let's go before I decided to make a short call to 'you know who'." I threatened, I knew he was frightened by Liam. You could just see it.

"Your going to call Liam? Wow, so fucking scared of him. What's he gonna do? Lecture me? Huh, is that it?" He grabbed harshly onto my wrists, I stared to squirm under his touch. his eyes turned a darker shade, and it seemed like the Zayn I knew was gone.

"Stop it, just take me home! NOW!" I yelled harshly as he stepped on the pedal (heavy metal show me you care)

"Fine, whatever."

~~~ Harry's P.O.V.~~~

"Baby, oh god. Are you alright, god, this is all my fucking fault! I'm so stupid, I should've gone with! If only I had waited-"

"Waited? Waited for what?" Louis' voice was hoarse and his blue eyes pierced at me.

"Ohh your wake! Thank god, we thought-"

"Ya ya, harry, waited for what?" Louis raised his eyes in a suspicious manner.

"N-nothing, I was just, I love you," I blurted out, and that seemed to please him.

"No Harry, what was it?" His voice was stern, and I could feel myself start shaking.

"Lou, please baby It's nothing. O-ok?" My frown became bigger as I let out the stutter, and I knew he was onto me.

"Harry Styles, tell me this fucking moment. Or else," that was the last thing I heard before I walked out the room.

I walked around the white halls of the hospital before I heard a ring-tone, not just any. I heard his. I picked it up without even reading the caller ID.

"Hello?"

"Well, well, well. If it isn't harry, how's your boyfriend? Did I hurt him to bad?" tears started to well in my eyes and my breathe was short.

"No, please. Leave us- me, alone!"

"Sorry love, no can do. Unless you know.." 

"Unless what!?" I yelled thought the hone, a nurse stopped to shake her head at me.

"Unless that fucking girl is mine." his voice was deep and eerie.

"What the fuck do you want with Blaire? I'll give you the money, anything," I tried to lead with him, but his chuckle through the phone was mocking.

"Sorry, you have four days." then he hung up.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Third person P.O.V.~~~~~~~~~~~~

Zayn and Blaire made it home safely. Except for the fact someone was watching from afar, he was watching from far. They made their way through the front yard and into the house, Blaire stormed into her room just to fall in her bed and start sobbing.

Zayn went into his room and into the closet, where the small box hid. What was in there, you ask? His small baby blanket his grandmother had made Zayn, He was planning to p[ass it down. But now he culdn't.

"Why?" He asked, but the answer was yet to come. As Zayn took and pulled his hair senseless, he realized Blaire was who he needed to look after. In a swift motion he was out the room and running to Blaire's room, where you could hear her cries.

He opened the door and say a pained Blaire her face buried in the baby blanket Zayn had gotten her, and in that moment he realized his mission. Yet he could only concentrate on the girl who was now crying in his chest, and wrapped his arms around tightly. He just knew.

'I gotta make her fall for me."

Back to Liam and Dani. Things were going much smoother.

"So where does this leave us?" the curly haired girl looked over and Liam and raised her eyebrows.

Sure they thought about this, I mean why not?

"Danielle, I don't know. There's Blaire and all this shit.. are you sure you wanna do this?" and Danielle was sure, as she took Liam's head in  her hands and kissed him deeply. Liam kissed back of course, but they just knew.

Payzer was back. 

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I'M FUCKING BACK! i COULDN'T JUST LEAVE YOU GUYS, SO i'M GONNA FINISH IT!!! Love YOU GUYS.

COOKIE