📱MEGAN📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱📱
I didn't mean for Harry to get hurt. How many of you hate me now? But he was pissing me off. And how many of you would be dancing to best song ever if you were fucking pregnant with Harry styles's damn kid? Yeah, well last I checked, I'm not fucking dancing!
"What's wrong with you?" Harry asked.
"Me?!" I said sitting up. "I'm not fucking mental!"
"Shut it! I don't need to hear this!" Harry got up and opened the door. He signaled me to leave.
"Ok, I hope you don't miss your own fucking kid." I left. When I went downstairs louis was on the couch. But I didn't care. I walked past him and out the door. He never even noticed.
🐱🐱HARRY🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱
My own kid? Wtf?! She's a lier. Megan ain't nothing but a pice of shit anyway, right? Or was she telling me something? I couldn't read the signs I saw huh? Shit!
I ran out after Megan. By the time I had gotten to the front door, i couldn't see her. Calling for her but she never answered. Maybe I could run and find her? But it was cold. How could she walk around out here?
I guess I may have been a bit to harsh. If what she was saying was what I think and it wasn't a lie, something bad was about to happen. I could feel it.
As I walked through the streets I thought I saw her a few times but never found her. Then I got to the hospital. I walked in and managed to find Perrie's room. Don't ask how. I really don't know.
I had noticed Perrie was sleeping, I think.
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I'm sorry but if ur reading this u r witnessing a friendly battle. Just Incase this gets out of hand and it's no longer friendly, we may need witnesses.
