Strangers

cathy

Harry's POV:

   Cathy and I roamed along the city. I carried the groceries needed for her to make her pie. We were going to celebrate some big news I still had no part of. Her blonde waves hung in a ponytail, her smile contagious, her cheeks turning pink whenever I looked at her.

   We settled in the small but comfy apartment. The touch of a woman evident. We were very young, very joyful. In our room we had posters of Jimmy Hendrix and the Beatles. I settled the bags on the counter. I looked over to her, she shined like sunrise, if you could see auroras, I would guess hers were yellow and orange with a tinge of white.

   She put away the groceries as I helped her. We then settled in that comfy couch, the two of us cuddled up with one another, the feeling of her warmth used to be one of my favourite routines. I kissed her temple softly, as I inhaled her sweet scent of strawberries.

   "What's that big news you wanted me to know?" I asked, caressing her hair and pulling her closer.

   "I haven't even made the pie, Harry. I'll tell you once it's baked." She smiled warmly to me and got up again. She started to bake as I watched her through the couch. The way she had some flower in her nose, an apron, and her hair tied to a bun now; it all made me love her more than I already did. Each growing day my love for her increased, for her selflessness and sweetness.

   She finally finished her famous apple pie. She served our slices with whipped cream as we settled at the small oval dinner table. She lit a candle in the middle, an ocean scent coming immediately after lighting.

   She took a bite, and couldn't refrain from smiling at each one.

   "Harry?" I looked up to see her leaning a little forward, an etch of nervousness in her voice.
  
   "Yes?" I never would have expected the answer from her lips. She played with her fork and pulled a strand of hair to her ear.

   "I know we're really young, and I wouldn't have thought it was going to happen this soon, but we're going to be parents, Harry." She said carefully, looking at my eyes to see if there was a reaction. I tensed up, feeling uncomfortable. I didn't say anything, when I should have been happy, but I wasn't.

   I don't know if what she said even happened. I didn't want to be a father, I never had one. He was annoying, frigid, and stupid. How can I ever be something that kid needed?

   "What?" Did she even say that...? Am I imagining it? I mean... She can't right? We're at the brink of nineteen and I couldn't have a child, right?

    "Harry, I'm pregnant." She cleared up, her eyes drooping. She didn't think I'd react like this; she was disappointed. I couldn't just take the news so lightly...we were young, and I never meant to be a father.

   I stood silent, trying to process. She cleared up my plate and hers. She left them in the sink and walked to the bedroom, shutting the door.

   I stayed at the couch, the pie not setting so good in my stomach. I walked to the room about to knock, when I heard soft cries at the other end. I didn't know what to do, I should have comforted her, tell her some lie that I was happy. I signed, groaned, and opened the door. I couldn't just act immature because I didn't want the responsibility of taking care of a child. I loved Cathy, and I needed to be there for her. After all, she didn't impregnate herself.

  I sat on the edge of the bed, and crawled over to her, holding her in my arms. "Shh..." I silenced, she whimpered and choked in tears and I felt like a monster causing this. I rubbed her back, as the crying died down.

   "Harry... I know you're scared, and I am too." She whispered against my shoulder. "But I can't bring myself to get rid of this, it was an outcome of the both of us. A part of me, and a part of you." I liked the idea there was a part of Cathy growing in there, but me? I didn't really like the idea of that.

   "I wouldn't want you to get rid of it,either. I'm always going to be there for you." I said silently. Her blue eyes lit up, watery and hopeful.

   Our happiness didn't last long.

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  Harry is still in a coma but while comatose, he replays his past (btw he does hear Vienna!)

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