closer // harry styles

Chapter 55

Chapter 55

"Alex?" A nurse asked, repeating the terrible name.

"H-he's lying to you!" Alex shouted; the man's voice now had a name, his name.

"I am not!" Harry yelled. "Do you not know who Harry Styles is?!" He yelled, getting angry. "From One Direction?!"

"I do not." The nurse said. "Give me a minute." I heard a phone dial, and then beep. I felt two large hands on my arm; Harry's hands.

"Ariana, please, please wake up." He cried. "I don't know if you can hear me right now, but..." He stopped talking, and the room was silent. I felt a drop of water on my arm, that fell just in between Harry's hands. Harry put his head down on my stomach, and my eyes fluttered open. The room was bright, and it hurt my eyes, and just about most things in my body ached.

I moved my arm, and started playing with his curls, when he got up from me, and wiped his nose. His eyes widened at the sight of me, and I tried to smile. He started lightly laughing, and more tears spilled over his eyes.

"Nurse Maggie said you're Harry Styles... The Harry Styles." The nurse informed us, and put the phone down.

"Ariana, you're awake." The nurse smiled down at me. "I'll go get someone to escort you out." The doctor said, looking at Alex and then leaving the room.

"Why is he being escorted out?"

"What?" Harry gasped, his smile slowly fading.

"Why does he have to leave?"

"Ariana, he's a terrible person." Harry reminded him.

"Harry, don't talk to the love of my life like that!" I yelled, raising my voice, and all of the color drained from Harry's face.

"Ariana, what are you talking about?" Harry asked. "We're getting married."

"I could never marry you." I said, and shook his hands off of me. He sat back, his face falling, and tears spilled over his eye lashes again.

"Why not?" Harry asked. "Ariana, what are you talking about?"

"Harry you're so mean to me!" I almost laughed. "You're rude to me, you never listen. When I first came here to introduce myself, you ignored me." I reminded him, of all the terrible times we had in the past. "Nothing can ever change that. Then you started working for some guy who was basically trying to ruin my life, but I forget his name..." I trailed off.

"It was Alex!" Harry lied. "You have this all mixed up, Ariana!"

"No I don't Harry." I said.

"His name was Daniel." Alex said, butting in.

"Explain the ring, then." Harry said, and lifted up my left hand.

"What ring?" I asked, looking down at my bare fingers.

"They must have taken it off during the birth." Harry muttered.

"Actually, she had a c-section, and lost a lot of blood." Alex stepped in again.

"So that explains why she barely remembers me."

"I do remeber you, Harry. You're mean, you lie, you're rude, and you go out of your way to show people that."

"No, that was the old me." Harry says. "Ariana, that was so long ago."

"No it wasn't it was like yesterday, Harry."

"Also, Harry, you weren't the one here for the C-section; Alex was... my boyfriend."

"Alex is not you're boyfriend!" Harry yelled, standing up. "Ariana, during your surgery, you lost a lot of blood, okay?" Harry started. "that's why you still think he's your boyfriend, and not me!"

"I know who I'm in love with, Harry!" I yelled.

"Well I know it's not him!" Harry yelled back at me.

"It is!"

"Then why am I the father of this baby?!"

"Because that one night; I was really drunk, and I slept with you. I didn't think it was enough to make you love me."

"That's not what happened!"

"It is!" I yelled. "Harry get out of here."

"Ariana, please."

"Get out." I repeated, again. "And take the baby with you. I never want to see it or you again."

"Ariana..." Harry started and the tears fell down his face again.

"Harry, that child reminds me too much of you; I don't want to see her."

"Her?" Harry asked.

"Get out!" I screamed. He looked me in the eyes one last time, and something flashed in my mind. His green eyes shone bright, and sparked something inside of me, but I wasn't sure what.

"Leave." I repeated, and with that, Harry walked out.