Numb is what I felt. My heart was broken and I could barely stand to see the light of day. It was very hard to even get out of bed. I had no motivation to do anything. I haven't talked to Harry at all since we came home from the hospital and that was over a week ago. He didn't do anything wrong, I just didn't feel like talking. Harry understood that and wouldn't even talk to me. He just did stuff for me and would cuddle me if I started to cry. Without him, I would've probably went over to Steve to end me. There was no use to living anymore.
Today I decided to go downstairs and take a shower. I smelled awful and I was stinking up the sheets. I haven't left my bed for over a week.
I made it downstairs and into the bathroom, stripping off my nasty clothes and throwing them in the laundry bin, turning on the water and waiting for it to warm up. I was so glad Harry wasn't here right now. He was at work.
I slowly turned to the mirror and saw my scar. That was the thing I've been dreading the most. My eyes started to tear up as I brushed my fingers across it. I lost my baby, my family. All I wanted was to make this perfect family and be there for my kid as much as possible. That got taken away from me as soon as I was starting to really love the idea of being a mom. I don't think I could live if this happened again.
Harry's P.O.V******
"Niall, I can't do it anymore. I've tried to stick it out for her as much as I could but this hit me just as much as it did her. I was so ready to be a father," I pounded my fist on the table in front of me, tears welling up in my eyes.
"This is hard for her. She didn't have a family really and when she got the opportunity, it got taken away from her. You had it so much better than her. You actually had a mom who loves you and a father who cares about you. She only had that until she was 6."
"I know but I feel like she doesn't love me anymore. She doesn't want me touching her anymore when she cries or won't let me kiss her."
"She's fighting herself to get over it and that could mean pushing people away," Niall said, shoving his mouth full of a burger.
"I can't get her to open up or anything," I mumbled, playing with my food.
"Just give her time. She will be back to her normal self," he suggested, finishing his burger.
I sat there with my head low. This past week has been rough. Addie won't even look at me anymore and all I want is to help her. This has been so hard on me and I want to break down and cry so badly but I can't for her sake. I needed to be the strong one in the relationship. I just don't think I can hold out much longer.
Addie hasn't talked to anyone, not even Jess, since the whole thing happened. The only thing she's done is sleep and eat. I really missed her and I really needed her to at least speak one word to me.
"Harry!" I looked over to find my father standing a couple feet away from my table in the break room. "You can go for the day."
"Why," I asked, standing up and gathering my stuff to throw away.
"I think you just need to get some rest." He gave me a sad look and I knew it was because of what happened. He just only found out yesterday.
"Thanks." I gave him a small smile and threw my stuff away, grabbing everything I needed and leaving to go to the one place I didn't want to be, even though the love of my life was in it.
Addie's P.O.V.******
I heard the elevator door open right as I was getting out of my bathroom from my shower. I took about an hour shower, crying the whole time.
"Addie," I looked over to see Harry with wide eyes, surprised that I'm out of bed.
I nodded my head at him and continued for the stairs. I don't know why I couldn't talk to him. I felt like I let him down. He was so excited and then he didn't have anything to look forward to.
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