Lost for You

Chapter 25

Jamies POV:

Before I can react Zayn all of sudden walks slowly through the open door and into the bedroom and by the look on his face I know he heard.

He stands awkwardly in the doorframe looking between Lauren and I as he searches for words.

"Zayn what are you doing home!?" Lauren asks alarmed at his sudden presence.

"I decided not to go to my last lecture" he explains looking extremely sorry for intruding in on the scene.

"And were you standing there listening the entire time?" she asks and I can tell she feels guilty for bringing me here after she said no one was home.

"No I literally just got here" he defends at the idea of him purposely listening in.

"But you heard didn't you?" I try to smile to let him know its OK though I'm sure I barely move my mouth.

He nods his head and looks down a little embarrassed, "Only the end though".

"It's OK" I say sitting down next to Lauren on the bed, "I want to go to the doctors to confirm it though"

"We can do that" she says wrapping her arms around me and I rest my head on her shoulder.

"When do you want go?"

"Tomorrow"

-

"How you doing?" Lauren asks as she enters the room once the assistant nurse has gone.

"OK I think. I still can't believe I'm actually sitting in this room waiting for results. I never thought I would be doing this, not at least for another 6 to 7 years or so" I say rubbing my temples as my headache from last night still hasn't faded. The thought of this being real still hasn't hit me and I don't think it will until the doctor confirms it.

"Zayns not going to tell anyone by the way. I talked to him last night and he promised he wouldn't. I know he'll keep his word" she says taking a seat next to me and I believe her.

"Thanks" I smile, grateful that she spoke to Zayn.

I can't imagine him to be a blabber mouth but if he told just one person, the secret would surely get out and I don't want any talk about me going around. Especially cause it could get back to Harry before I have a chance to talk to him myself.

"Are you going to class today?" I ask, worried that she is taking time out of uni to be here with me.

"Nah. It's Friday and I only have that one lecture" she says, crossing her legs and pulling her skirt down slightly.

"Well I don't want you to miss it just for me" I say seriously and she gives me a small smile.

"Don't worry about it. It's a pointless lecture" she says right before the main doctor walks back in holding a black clip board.

He gives us a small smile before sitting at the small computer desk that is just next to me.

"So which one of you is Jamie?" he looks up momentarily from typing and I raise my hand with a nervous smile.

"Ahh yes well we have you're results and you are around about 6 weeks pregnant" he smiles at me and I feel by body hollow.

"Congratulations" he adds and it almost seems like that word makes it official.

"I think it would be wise for you to book in for another appointment in a couple of weeks' time" he advises though I don't respond. I keep my eyes glued to the shiny white floor and see Lauren nodding her head in reply for me. I have no idea how to feel at this point. This is really happening. I'm 6 weeks pregnant with Harry's child. My headache fades and I soon feel the sudden pain of loneliness.

"Do you have a husband or partner you have supporting you?" he asks and I immediately stand to my feet.

"I need to call Harry" I mutter as a small tear escapes my eye.

"Do you want me to-"

"No it's OK. I need to do this myself" I interrupt Lauren, leaving her and the doctor to sit and talk while I go outside to call the father of my baby.

-

Harrys POV:

I look down at my phone beneath the table and am glad I put it on silent. It's the 11th time Jamie has called me in the past two days and I'm starting to worry though I push the decline button once again, just like I did the others. I put the phone back into my pocket and take another bite of my egg on toast even though I really don't have an appetite.

Victoria smiles at me from across the table and I want to throw my toast at her for being so damn calm about everything. I can't believe I ever slept with this women. Trusted her with all my secrets and gave up my life for her like it was nothing. Now I see that she's nothing but a controlling bitch who deserves to be taken down from her role as a politician. Just the sight of her makes me sick but I know I can't lash out against her yet or she'll find a way to hurt Jamie. I have to keep pretending I'm playing along even though it pains me to even be in the same room as her.

"So, I believe you have been keeping your distance from Jamie?" she asks, raising one of her thin brown eyebrows.

"Yes" I answer as I chew my toast.

"Good. We both know what will happen if you dare upset my niece again" she warns and I glare up at her as she threatens Jamie once again.

"Don't look at me like that Harry" she says taking a sip of her tea, "You know I'll have that little bitches neck snapped in a second if I wanted" she says and I slam my fists on the table. I can only play her little game so far before I snap. Her mentioning of hurting Jamie only pushes me over the edge.

"I swear to fucking god if you-"

"You'll what Harry? I have this town wrapped around my little finger and there is nothing you can do about it so I suggest you keep your hot mouth shut and keep Olivia happy for as long as need be" she says and I stand from my chair.

"What the fuck do you want from me?" I yell, walking over to her side of the table though she doesn't even flinch at my approach.

"You are mine Harry and I intend on keeping it that way" she says looking up at me from beneath her long fake lashes. I can't believe I use to think she was the most beautiful women on earth. Now I couldn't be more repulsed.

"Then why have me going out with Olivia?" I question angrily.

"Because what Olivia wants, Olivia gets so you do damn sure to make sure she's happy. And it also means I get to keep a close eye on my young toy boy" she smiles and runs a long finger down my forearm which I flinch away from, making her laugh.

"You'll come back around to me one day Harry. They always do" she grins and I turn to walk out of the living room.

"Oh and Harry, stay away from Jamie. Need I once again retell the story of young Angie?" she glares at me from down the long table.

"No" I reply and walk out the door, the image of Angie's parents dead bodies being taken away with the ambulance from underneath the bridge replaying through my mind. It was said to be a 'suicide' though I know what really happened...