*HARRY'S POV*
"I don't understand," I said, running my hands through my hair.
"I just can't stay here with you," Demi said, "this isn't you, it's me. all me."
"You haven't done anything," I croaked, "is this about what happened earlier?"
Demi didn't answer. she sat on the couch, hugging her knees. she looked up at me, her blues eyes glossy from tears.
"Demi, please, I just got you back,"
"I'm sorry Harry,"
I sat on the couch and stared at the wall. the girl that I have been in love with since the beginning is done with me. I've fucked up so many times and the mistakes I made so many years ago bite me in the ass and I lose everything.
When will I get my chance for happiness? I just want something that will last. I want something that will make me happy.
"Demi, you can't leave," I begged, "why are you even doing this? I understand that your best friend died not too long ago and you've had it rough ever since, but I love you."
"I have to go," Demi stated.
Flash forward~
*DEMI'S POV*
"Sydney," I called, "it's time to eat. get your sister."
"Ok mummy.", my two year old daughter called back.
Her and Darcy came down the stairs of my apartment holding hands and smiled up at me. Their forest eyes twinkled as they stared up at me.
"Mummy, where's daddy?", Darcy spoke.
I choked a bit and cleared my throat. I don't know how to respond to this. I have to tell them eventually that I got pregnant and dumped their dad and moved to America.
Once I found out that I was having twins, I was so overwhelmed, but excited at the same time. I figured that I wouldn't be able to do this alone, so I found some help from an old friend.
My old college roommate moved to America after she graduated and she's helped me. What will I tell them? they would never understand.
"I dunno, Darcy," I stated.
"Does he live far away?", Sydney asked.
"Yeah, very."
I felt my eyes tear up. Darcy scored off her chair and ran to me with Sydney right on her heels.
They both have their dad's twinkling jade eyes and curly brown hair. Other than that, they look just like me. their eyes are constant reminders of my mistake.
Present~
"Please tell what's going on.", harry begged.
"Something is wrong with me, it could ruin your life and career," I said.
"I could give a fuck less about my career, you're everything to me," Harry raised his voice, "I don't care what's going on, I want you and only you."
"I have to clear my head," I stated and walked toward the door.
Harry didn't follow me. he sat there with his hands in his hair. I shut the door and got in my car. I drove until I came to a place I thought I'd never come to.
I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. I waited patiently. a woman with dark brown hair and pale grey eyes opened the door. she gasped and wrapped her arms around me.
"Demetria it's been so long.", my mother cried.
"I know," I sighed, "I need help."
*HARRY'S POV*
I began to pace back and forth across the living room as hours ticked by. where could Demi have gone? what did I do this time? why is she leaving me?
I pondered these questions and heard buzzing. I looked around to see where the noise was coming from and spotted demi's phone. I unlocked it and went through her messages. I came across one from Perrie.
*who's the father?*
The rest of the conversations had been deleted. I dropped the phone and ran out to my car, grabbing a key on the way out. I drove to Ed's house and banged on the door.
"Oh hey Harry!", Ash smiled.
"Did you know about it?", I asked.
Ashton furrowed his eyebrows.
"About what?"
"Demi, you and her are close friends, she tells you everything right?", I asked.
"Yes, but we haven't talked since the other day when she was acting all weird."
"She didn't tell you anything at all?", I asked.
"No," ash replied.
"She's pregnant."

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Dark and Dangerous
Fanfiction"You make me so angry Harry.", Demi says. I pin her against the wall and hold her arms above your head. "Same with you. But I can't help but notice that I like being enraged all the time.", I say. "I love you." She stares at me with a blank expressi...