(Marissa)
I woke up next morning and smiled as I felt alright for once. I rolled over and and threw the covers off of me and got up. I walked over to the mirror and gasped.
"Babe! Come here!" I frowned and turned to the side and looked at my belly. It was big now, it's been 6 months since I found out I was pregnant, I can't see my feet, I sighed and just rubbed my belly while Harry knocked on the door.
"Knock knock" as he opened the door and came in smiling
"You look beautiful as usual babe, what's the matter?" As he came in front of me and put his hands on my belly
"I'm so big , I can't even see my feet"
Harry chuckled and kissed my stomach. "Babe, there just feet, I'll paint them if you want me to" I smiled at him and rubbed my stomach
"That would make it so much better" as I rolled my eyes
"Babe, I'm just trying to make you smile" as he stood up and kissed my forehead.
"You make me smile everyday" as I smiled and walk over to the dresser. I looked and looked for clothes but I saw nothing that looked like it would fit
"Babe" as I sighed "none of these shirts or anything in here fits me. I'm to fat now" as I lay back on the bed and sighed
"Babygirl, your not fat, your just pregnant" as he came over and laid next to me.
"Yeah, i just hope I can loose it once the baby is here" I sighed and started to run my belly where I ran to the bathroom and got sick. Ugh morning sickness is the worst. I walked back into the bedroom and just put on one of Harry's hoodie's and some of his sweats and sat on his legs.
"You okay" as he was concerned
"I'm fine, just morning sickness"
"Just making sure, babe can you please get up, your squishing my legs" as he didn't know if the words would hurt me. I was shocked but quickly realized that it didn't matter right now and got off quickly and was hurt by him thinking i would squish him.
"I'm gonna go for a walk, I'll be back in time for dinner, bye love you " as I kissed him and left before he said another word. I slipped on some shoes since I couldn't see my feet and shut the door behind me, once I was on the sidewalk, tears fell and my makeup was running down my face. I found a bench and sat down looking at the birds eating crumbs off the ground. I don't know why he says those things? Does he not think about how it makes me feel? I don't know what to do anymore, how am I supposed to the love the person who hurts me the most? Is this all an act for him? Did he sign a contact to love me but deep down he hates me? I sit there and wonder how life would be if I was a bird, I could fly away, free from drama. I let the cold air blow through my long hair and my eyes were still letting tears fall. I wiped my eyes, looked at my reflection in the water and sighed. I better get home. I walked home which took forever.
I finally got home, kicked my shoes off and walked upstairs to the bedroom to see my clothes all over the floor, I walked around and didn't see anything else that looked weird. I walked downstairs and see all of my plates and my chairs that I brought when I moved in, where in different places. What is going on? I was really confused, is there something going on that i don't know about?
I sit at the table rubbing my head trying to think when I heard the door knob turn and Harry walks in. "You alright babe? You look concerned? " as he came over putting the bags on the table and coming over to me putting his hands on my knees "what's going on? Why is my stuff everywhere?" As I look at him in the eyes "is there something that isn't right here? I don't understand ?" "Baby girl I know this doesn't seem right but I think we need some time apart, we're both stressed out and clearly both of us need time apart" as he sighed and put food away. "I bet you already saw your clothes everywhere." "So your kicking me out? I don't have a job, I have a baby that is yours! The baby could come any moment now and you don't want me around?" I was very confused of where he was coming from. I got up and nodded "well if that's what you want, if it makes you happier...*sighs*.... I'll pack the rest of my stuff and I'll be out tonight" I walked upstairs, few tears falling.
How could he? Just like that, kick me to the curb. I walked into what was our bedroom and closed and locked the door behind me sliding against it crying. What did I do to deserve this? Was I not good enough? I shook my head at all this thoughts going through my head. I sighed and got up, wiping my face as I got all my clothes in my bags and called the moving truck, heck I didn't know where I was going or where my stuff was going. Hours later I have all my stuff packed and the moving truck arrived and Harry was sitting there, few tears on his face, God I wanted to run up to him and hug him tightly and apologize, but I don't know what for. I walked past him talking to the moving truck dude. An hour later, everything was packed. Harry pulled me aside "hey, look this isn't end for us ok? I just know I've been hard on you and I don't like the way I treated you. I just want the best for you and the baby" "kicking me out is the best for us? Harry! The baby could come tomorrow and your kicking me out? I don't understand!" "Well I've had enough your moods lately and just talking to you is giving me a headache, i don't even know why I asked out a bitch like you." I gasped and was about to say another word when I got slapped hard, left and right. I didn't know how to react, I was scared to move. Harry stopped after a while so I didn't have a lot of scars and bruises. He sighed and helped me up and I was confused. "Look I'm sorry, I'm having anger issues right now and I shouldn't be beating you up for it. This is why we need time apart. If the baby comes, try and call me, even if I'm sleeping" he helped me walked outside, kissed me once more and shut the door behind me. That was the last time i know I would see forever. The truck man asked where to deliver the stuff and I told him to follow me. I drove to my aunts house and had the man put the stuff inside in a pile, I moved everything in my car into the house and my aunt came to me and I ran into her arms and balled my eyes out. I went to bed after that. What a long day!
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Struggles
Teen FictionMarissa, A 17 year old girl from Florida has been dating Harry for 6 years now and now she has a struggle in her life and Harry went to an interview and said some things he shouldn't have and now she doesn't think harry loves her anymore, but someth...