Chapter 3

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Harry's P.O.V:

"We need to stop this Nick. I love my husband, and I hate the fact that I am cheating on him." I told Nick.

We're here seated at a restaurant for lunch, since it's my lunch break. I'm a nurse, and Nick is a doctor. We met in the hospital in where we work 2 months ago, but we just had this whole 'affair' thing started about a month. And honestly, I want to stop this. I love Louis and Darcy, and our soon-to-be baby boy/girl. We wanted the gender to be a surprise. I can't keep on cheating knowing we'll be having a new baby with my husband.

"No." He replied.

"No? What do you mean no? I don't like this cheating and lying, Louis deserves the best, and this is just so fu---" I feel his index silencing my mouth.

"We are not stopping what we have, just get a divorce with him. If you really love him you wouldn't have cheated. So, no. Get full custody on Darcy! I can be his new dad, a better one obviously." He stated.

He kept on rambling about getting a divorce, and having Darcy on my custody.

"Hazz?" A familiar Irish accent asked.

Shit. Neil.

"Oh hey there Ni, didn't see you there. Where's Liam?" I asked trying to avoid him asking about Nick.

"He's on a business trip, who's that?" He asked raising his eyebrows with a look of confusion in his face.

"Uhm, well... uh... this.. uh... this is, um, my fr-friend, Nick Grimshaw." I stuttered.

Nick raised his hand for a hand shake, but Niall just stared at it.

"Nick Grimshit. Cool name." Niall said sarcastically looking away from Nick's hand still floating, waiting for Niall to shake it. But nope. Didn't happen.

Nick chuckled awkwardly and looked at me, "Uh, Harry, I'm going back to the hospital, wanna come with me?"

"I have the rest off, so I think I'll stay and chill with Niall for a bit." I told him giving him a tight smile.

Once Nick left, Niall took a napkin and wiped it all over Nick's previous seat across me.

"What the hell are you doing?" I wondered.

"I'm cleaning the chair. I don't wanna catch a virus from that Grimshit guy." He replied, as-if stating the obvious.

He took a seat and looked at me in the eye.

Oh no.

He knows.

He MIGHT know.

"Since when?" He asks out of nowhere.

"W-what do y-you mean?" I asked, stuttering.

"Since when were you cheating on Louis?" He asked. Not breaking his gaze. Disappointment in his voice.

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