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Ariana's POV

I slept at Harry's. It felt good to have him back, safe and sound. I woke up to be alone in Harry's bed. I looked around and couldn't find Harry. I got up and began to search for him.

"Harry?" I whispered for his name.

I turned to the living room and saw that Harry was sitting on the couch. He looked ill. He looks like he hasn't slept, since last night. I mean, I thought he was sleeping. I walked up to him and sat next to him. I grabbed his hand. He gave me a quick squeeze, and let go.

"Ariana." He said, standing up.

"Yes."

"We need to talk." I scrunched my eyebrows.

"What's up?"

I heard footsteps and looked behind Harry. Selena. She was walking close to Harry. She grabbed his face and kissed him. Harry didn't let go. He kissed back. I saw his arms move to her waist. Selena's hands went straight to this hair. They pulled away.

"I don't love you. I never did." My ex-fiancé said.

I just stood there. I looked at him, as all the memories just flew by, and I let them. When Harry sang 'Little Things' to me when we first met. When he purposed to me. When he loved me. I didn't cry. I didn't do anything. I didn't beg for him, but I stood up. I took the ring that was on my finger, and placed it on the palm of his hand. He gave me a confused look.

"I don't deserve this." I held my tears back.

I stepped back and observed the scene. How Selena got what she wanted, which was Harry. And how my love life was a game. I didn't care. At least I know the truth. I walked to the front the door. I took one glance back at the happy couple. I kind of whispered and yelled to Harry.

"Don't come back." Those were the last words.

I walked out. I just stood there in my skinny jeans and a tank top, in the snow. I walked to my house. Why? Why me? Why does everything bad happen to me? I walked into my house.

"Ari, why aren't you wearing any jackets? You could've had a cold." My Mom said.

I didn't are at this point. I walked up to my room. I threw my phone onto my drawer and sat down on my bed. I didn't cry, by I let a tear slide down my cheek. I wasn't hurt. I wasn't broken. I felt bad.

Bad, that I couldn't be the one. Bad, that all of this had to happen at this point. Bad, that I let everything go. Bad, that this just wasn't healthy enough. Bad, that this was it.

I thought to what has all happened. How, I almost lost my life because of him. How I let go of him. How I just can't ever be the same. My life will always be like this. Unpredictable. I placed my petite hand on my stomach.

"I guess it's just you and me."

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QOTC: How do you feel now about Ari's surprise pregnancy?

AOTC: 😦😟😧