Finding My Way Back To You

Chapter 20

Songs for the chapter are:

-Gotta Find You= Joe Jonas

-Ride= SoMo

-Through the dark=One Direction

-Everytime we touch (Radio Mix) = Cascada

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ARIANNAS POV

I finally have him back. As the days went by that I would just sit there in the hospital, it felt as I felt that he wouldn't wake up. But, I guess that I was wrong.

The nurses and doctors told me he wouldnt wake up anytime soon, but they were sure he would. I didnt think it would be that soon. And I didnt think Harry would have the amount of energy he had when he first woke up.

Ever since we got home from dinner, Harry has been making jokes, making me laugh. Even though Harry is back, theres still something missing from our family. Our baby.

I try not to think about it, but I just can't stop thinking about what happened.

Harry can see it in my eyes that something is bothering me, so I turn my head.

"Arianna." he says, turning my head back around to look at him straight in his eyes. "Whats wrong?" he asks.

"Nothing." I lie, forcing a smile.

"How many times are you going to tell me that its nothing when it is clearly something? I know something is bothering you, tell me."

"I'm just thinking about the baby." I shrug.

"Ari, I know its hard but I'm here now, I'm back. We'll get through it together." he says, bringing me to his chest.

I nod, picking my head up to look up at him.

"I love you." I tell you.

"I love you more." he says, kissing my forehead.

After a while of just sitting there, I sigh and get up.

"Where are you going?" Harry asks me as I start walking to our bedroom.

"I'm tired, and I have a headache." I tell him. 

I go into the bathroom, washing my face and going back into the bedroom, about to change when Harry walks in.

"Here." he says, taking his shirt off and tossing it to me. I smile, putting it on and changing into my pajama shorts.

I hop onto the bed, covering myself and soon I feel the bed dip on the other side.

Harrys arms wrap around my waist, and he pulls me to him.

I turn around, facing him. I look up at his face, seeing he is staring at me.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask him.

"How I'm so happy now to have you back, and how beautiful you are." he smiles, and I feel my cheeks flush.

I lean  my head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. I  look at his chest, seeing the scar he has from when he got shot. I run my finger along it, remembering the past few months.

"Stop thinking about it." Harry tells me.

"Ok." I sigh, closing my eyes.

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"What are you cooking?" Harry asks me, walking in the kitchen.

"Chocolate chip pancakes." I reply, flipping a pancake over.

He smiles, coming behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. He rest his chin on my shoulder, looking at how I am cooking.

When all the pancakes are finished, I put them on a plate, walking over to the table and putting them on it.