I'm Already Broken - A One Direction Fanfic

Chapter 22

Ch.22

Lindsey's P.O.V.

I got off the bus at the grocery store and wrapped Zayn's jacket tighter around me. The air was crisp and nipped at my ears and fingers. As I got into the store, I strolled down the hair section, glancing at myself in the mirrors and giggling at how Zayn had rubbed off on me. My phone started to ring and I slippedd it out of my pocket and up to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey babe." It was Liam.

"Have you seen Joanna?" Fucking bitch.

"No, why?" I asked in an innocent tone.

"Oh no reason." he said almost nonchalantly.

I turned the corner and standing by the shampoo was none other than Joanna. "I'm gonna have to call you back Liam." I said quietly.

"Alright babe. Call me if you hear anything."

"Will do." I slipped the phone back into my pocket and making sure to stay quiet, crept up behind Joanna. She was texting somebody and I made out the words 'meet tonight' just in time for her to close her phone and turn around, only to see me hovering over her.

"Lindsey!" She exclaimed, slightly surprised.

"Bitch." I muttered before colliding my fist with her nose. The last thing I remember was walking away while Joanna still stood bleeding prefusely in the middle of the aisle. Good.

Katie's P.O.V.

I walked over to Louis lounging on the couch and slowly grabbed his hand and placed it on my stomach. He looked up at me smiling, before standing, placing both his hands on my stomach, and his lips against mine. I pulled back and leaned my forehead against his. I was barely starting to show but the baby was well and happy. She moved at the sound of Louis' voice and I couldn't help but get chills just thinking about his baby inside me.  His baby girl. He carressed my belly as he kissed my neck repeatedly. He got down on one knee and began to kiss my stomach. He looked up at me, almost starry eyed. "What shoudl we name it?" he asked. I almost thought Louis wouldn't be very excited about this baby, after all, he had to cancel going on tour, or at least he told me he did.

"I want to wait to name it." I told him.

"Whatever you want love." And he stood up and kissed me again.

Elena's P.O.V.

I woke up around noon and Harry was of course, not in bed. I looked on the nightstand. No note. I was still wearing his hoodie and to be honest, I needed a shower. Mascara was caked onto my cheeks and my messy bun was becoming quite, well, messy. I got up and walked to the shower. I slipped off my clothes and inched my way in to the warm water, giving me goosebumps that suddenly dissapeared. I closed my eyes and began to soak my hair in water. I heard creaking and before I had time to react, Harry's naked body was pressed up against mine.

"Nice of you to join me." I opened my eyes and giggled, kissing him.

"Nice of you to invite me." He responded.

"It was hardly an invitation."

"You left the door open and the curtain's see-through. It was an invitation." He pulled me closer and kissed me again, on the lips, on the ear, on the neck. He pulled back, laughing. "It's hard to hold on to you." He looked down at me and I giggled again. God, why was I giggling?

"Then I'll hold on to you too." I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling his bare body closer to mine.

"That's better." He said, kissing me again.