Opposites attract. (Harry Styles )

Chapter 31.

Songs:

All of me, John Legend.

Jessica Mauboy, never be the same.

How long will I love you, Ellie Goulding.

My kind of love, Emeli sande.

Author's note.

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After I slapped him I just ran, tears were falling from my eyes, all I could see was fog and clouds I could literally see nothing. I ran outside to get some air, before I had to go back there and pretend like nothing happened, but of course that is not what happened. Harry came running after me.

"How could you do that?" he yells.

"How could I do what?!" I yell back. Man my head is pounding.

"How could you get pregnant and pretend like it was nothing, don't you think I noticed you had put on some weight, but I wasn't going to say anything. You really thought you could pull that dress of, with a baby stomach. It makes you look even fatter." He yells, his nostrils are flaring and his eyes are blood red from the alcohol in his body, his hands are in fists at his sides and it is not long until something is smashed on the floor. Luckily, there are only tables and chairs out here.

"I didn't want to tell you, because I don't want to lose you, and I know that if I ever got pregnant you would leave me. Oh so what you said earlier about me looking good, was just a lie?" I yell at him.

"You are damn right; I am not suited to be a father to any kind of child." He says.

"This is not just any kind of child, this is your child." I tell him, I am calming a little bit down and I hope that he is to.

"Are you sure? Am I the father?" he asks. How could he say something like this? Of course, he is the father; he is the only person I have been in bed with. How could he think that I would ever cheat on him?   

"What?" I ask, is he really being serious?  

"You heard me, am I the father?" he asks one more time.

"Yes, of course. Who else would it be?" I scream at him, I guess I am not calming down just yet.

"What about that Jack kid?" he asks. I don't respond I just take the ash tray on the table and throw it at him, he ducks right when it is about to hit him.

"Are you out of your mind?" he yells. I still don't answer this time I take a bear bottle and throw it at him, it hits him right on the chest.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he screams.

"What's wrong with me? You just called me a whore!" I yell at him.

"No I did not!" he defends himself.

"I HATE YOU!" I yell at him. The minute those words fly out of my mouth, we both freeze. I can see it in Harry's eyes that he regrets everything he has said. His eyes gets soft, and he starts walking towards me.

"No!" I tell him and back away from him.

"I am sorry." He says, his eyes starts to tear up, I can see it is hard for him to try and not let the tears fall, but now we both have tears running down our cheeks.