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I look at her crying with widen eyes, thinking anout how this has happened. Was she lying? But, why would she lie, this was not a thing to joke about. Besides, she's crying, I don't think anyone can fake that kind of crying.
A baby.
Does this mean I'm going to be a father? I mean I've always wanted to be one, just not yet and especially not with Jess. It should be with a woman I love with all my heart.
My eyes flicker to the wall and back to her. She was still crying, I think that's the only thing stopping me from yelling at her, instead I just on this bed, were the mistake was made. I don't want to call it a mistake, but, I just. Fuck. My brains won't even function well, it's like everything has stopped from moving and I'm surrounded by my dark thoughts.
"Harry." She cries and gently tugs my shirt, wiping her tears away with her finger, and glancing at me.
I don't know what to say. I shouldn't say anything, I know that if I open my mouth I'll just end up hurting her with filthy words of mine.
"Please, talk to me."
I close my eyes, inhaling deeply, and lay on my back and fold my arms behind my neck.
"What are you going to do about it?" I ask her, still having my eyes closed. I know asking this won't make anything better, but I need to know.
"I think abortion would be the best option." She whispers, making me open my eyes and gaze at her. She knows how I feel about abortions and how I think it's almost the same as killing a person.
"You can't do that. It's not right" I spit, with no emotion and waving my hand in front of her face.
" I can't raise the baby alone. You said you wanted to break up with me. It's either you stay with me and we raise it or I'll go with the abortion." She says, offering me two options that won't ever please me or make me a bit happy.
I take a careful look at her and sigh;
"Whatever that makes you not do an abortion. You know how I feel about it." I reply, and for a friction, I think I saw a little smirk play on her lips. Maybe, it was just my imagination. I'm beginning to hallucinate.
My whole world feels like crashing down, and it's get even worse. First Lilly and Zayn and now this.
Wait.
Lilly.
She would probably hate me after hearing this, and knowing Jess, Lilly knows this, no doubt.
The sad part of all of this, is that now I can't be with her. But, maybe that's for the best. I have to forget about her, it's not going to be easy but I know this will come to an ease, one day.
Jess comes closer to me and lays beside me holding my hand tightly.
"Does that mean that you will stay with me Harry?"
Hesitating a little;
"Yes"
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LILLY'S POV
I still can't believe Zayn brought me the necklace that my grandmother had, she gave it to me when I was a child, I thought I lost it. Zayn refused to tell me how or why he had it, but, knowing him he won't tell me untill I give him something that I already did, and I know it's not going to happen anymore.
I have looked just at my phone for the past hour, waiting for Harry to contact me. Was he really that mad about Zayn and I that he doesn't even want to talk to me. I think, before Zayn came, Harry was about to confess to me. I mean, why would he chase me for so long, even when he has a girlfriend, just for fun? Okay, I know some people does that but I don't want to think that Harry would just do that for fun.
My heart is aching to see him, even if he's mad, I still want to see him, feel him. Yes, I really need to feel him, that suprises me because no matter how many hook-ups I've had, I've never really wanted to be with anyone in a intimate way.
Just thinking about Harry's tight jeans and his now, quite long, wavy hair makes me sigh. I really need him to be here, now.
He really has made a permanent mark in my heart, a heart that I didn't even know ever existed. Finally, giving up the thought that Harry would call me, I put the phone away. And, I lay on my bed, thinking about him and only him.
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"Liliya!" I hear a voice calling my name as I hug my pillow tighter, not wanting to wake up. My dreams are better than reality, so, I don't see why I should wake up.
"Liliya. It's your father. Wake up!" Like a reflect, I sit up and shoot a glare at my father, who is wearing a black suit, looking like he's on his way to a wedding.
"Your mother and I were worried about you." He says and shakes his head, making me raise my eyebrows in confusion. Worried about me? Bullshit, they didn't even call me, nor did Mary.
"We're never going to leave you alone again, darling." He says, flashing an apologetic smile at me and looks at his clock. Realizations hitting him, he rushes through the door, leaving without any word. Probably, somethung way important than me came up. It seemed like my mother wasn't around, maybe she didn't come back. It Wouldn't be a suprise.
I roll my eyes and drag myself out of my bed. Great, no call from Harry and it was monday. So, I had to face him and not being able to utter words to him. It was typical for us, but this time, it actually hurts deep down inside.
I've had since yesterday, this feeling, wanting him to be here with me, like really be here and so that I could stop imagining him beside me.
But, I do have a little hope, because he said that he would break up with Jess. Call me a bad friend and all but we rarely even talk with Jess and it would be for better, because Harry said himself that he doesn't love her. Jess was just too clingy.
I make sure to wear something really nice, something that will definetely catch Harry's attention. Something that will make him run back to me like a lost puppy.
I look at the mirror, pleased with what I see, I grab my back and head to school.
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