Finding My Way Back To You

Chapter 21

ARIANNAS POV

We wait impatiently in the room for the doctor. I'm drumming my fingers on the cushion, Harry tapping his foot and running his hands through his hair.

"What the fuck is taking so long?" Harry says, getting up and pacing back and forth in front of the bed I'm sitting on.

"Harry, calm down." I tell him, grabbing his arm and pulling him by my side.

"I can't Ari. The doctor left worried, like something happened." Harry says.

"Its going to be fine, okay?" I half smile, hugging him.

"What if something happened?" he asks me.

"Lets not assume the worst." I sigh.

We sit in silence, but it is comfortable.

The door suddenly opens, and both our heads snap up to see the doctor walk in.

He looka at us with a pained expression as he sits down on the chair beside me.

"Whats wrong?" Harry asks him.

"I'm sorry Mr. and Mrs. Styles, you had a miscarriage." he says.

I shoot up, breathing heavily and my hair and the sheets are clinging onto my body.

"Whats wrong?" Harry asks, sitting up.

"N-Nothing, I just had a dream." I say, laying back down.

'Ok." Harry says, kissing my cheek and getting up. He wraps a sheet around him, walking into the bathroom. "Just try to sleep a little more." Harry tells  me, poking his head out of the door.

I nod, closing my eyes. I try to fall back asleep but it seems that I just cant. I groan out of frustration.

Harry soon comes back next to me, and I sigh.

"You didn't take a shower?" I ask him.

"No, I had to pee." he laughs.

"Well I'm going to take a shower." I tell him, taking the sheet and wrapping it around me.

"Can I come?" Harry asks, smirking. I roll my eyes, throwing a pillow at him, earning a laugh. 

After showering, I turn the water off and pull the curtain back, yelling and pulling it back.

"Harry what the hell?" I scream.

"What I can't wait for you?" he laughs and I roll my eyes, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around me. I pull the curtain back, stepping out of the shower.

I hit the back of his head as I walk into the bedroom. I put on my undergarments when Harry walks out of the bathroom, and I put the towel back around me.

"Really?" Harry chuckles and I nod. He pushes me against the wall and I struggle to hold my towel up. "Its not like I havent seen you like this before." he smirks, grabbing both my wrists making the towel fall to the floor. "Or naked."

He leans in to kiss me, but I turn my head. 

"You are not getting anything." I tell him, smirking.  He lets go of my wrists, and I walk away from the wall to the closet.

"Fine, I'll be in the shower." he tells me. As he passes by me, he quickly slaps my ass and runs into the bathroom.

I roll my eyes, changing into jeans and a tank top. I put a navy blue sweater over it and lay back down on the bed.