IMPERFECT // H.S.

chapter28

Harry's POV

"Hello," called the voice from the other line.

"Hey, yeah, it's Harry need a favor," i responded.

"Harry? You little shit! You left owing me money, hell no, no more fucking favors," my stubborn uncle spit into the phone.

"Come on Richard, just one favor," I smirked to myself.

"What the hell do you want?" He gave in. I smirked again, knowing I had reeled him in.

"You know how I'm not allowed to be in the only liquor store in town or I could be, you know, arrested?" I questioned.

"Yeah sure, look kid, cut to the chase or I'm changing my mind," he clipped. I rolled my eyes and responded with "okay damn, can you just go in and get me a full bottle of patron?" I asked.

"Oh fuck off harry, you still owe me from the last time I did that for you, and...." I cut him off.

"For fuck sake Richard, I had a job back in America, I'll get you your damn money, just bring the shit to my apartment, I'll send you the address,"

"Fuck, fine, I'll be there in 20," and he hung up.

I sat in silence as I looked up at the parted clouds to the grey sky.

Bella's POV

My hands shook, my palms were sweaty, and my face was drenched. I sat in a deserted parking lot, clutching my pained chest. A low rumbling came from deep within me as I coughed up the regret. A single tear rolled down my nose and I caught it with a cold hand. Every second that passed the more I crippled with sadness.

My phone buzzed under the seat, making me jump. I dug deep in the darkness for the device, finally grasping it. I slowly looked at the name on the low lit screen. Mom. I sighed some in pain and some in relief.

"Hello," I sniffed, trying to cover up my depressed state.

"Isabella, hey!" She exclaimed.

"Isabella? You never call me that, unless I'm in trouble so what's with it now?" I snapped a bit. I couldn't help it, my mom couldn't give two fucks about me or how I felt anymore.

"David likes it better, he says it sounds more formal and I should try calling you that," she giggled at the mention of her boyfriend.

"Well...umm...okay... what did you need?" I sighed. How dare she, who cares what David thinks of me?

"I wanted to call and invite you to dinner, you, David, and I. It'll be fun," her definition of fun is a lot different than mine. I thought for a moment, I didn't want to go, I was too weak to even move. I also needed someone, anyone, even my uncaring mother.

"Sure mom I'll come," I sighed. " what time?"

"Six thirty, tonight, is that okay," she questions.

"Sure mom," I sigh again, we say our adieus and I hang up the device.

An hour more passed before I decided to drive back to my dad's house to get ready for dinner. I sighed turning on the ignition and switching the gear to drive. I turned up the radio slightly and a soft sound of 'The Scientist' by Coldplay began through my speakers. I sang slightly along with the song as I wiped another warm tear from my cheek.

As I neared my dad's house one of my favorite places came into my view, Starbucks. I flipped my blinker on and drove through the drive thru. I ordered the usual, a java chip frappe and sipped it as I drove to my dad's apartment building.

My dad was sitting on the couch and flipping through the television as I returned.

"Hey pumpkin!" He exclaimed jumping up from the couch to embrace me in a hug. "How are you doing today?" He asked taking my face in his hands. I smiled weakly and nodded "I'm alright dad,"

I sat the single box of clothes on my bed and rummaged through them with caution, looking at every piece precisely. I chose a black and white striped crop top, light blue jean shorts, and white converse.

I slipped into my clothes and walked back over to the box sliding out my small makeup bag. I had to make myself look somewhat presentable and alive.

After I finished and pulled up my nappy hair into a bun, I grabbed my keys, said goodbye to my dad and I was out the door.

On my drive to my mother's I thought of calling Harry, just to hear his voice but I just couldn't, I couldn't show weakness.

David's car was in the driveway, in my spot may I add, when I pulled in. I pulled up next to his car and exited mine.

Walking up to my mother's house, which I hadn't been to in months, I didn't know rather to knock or walk straight in. I've grown so apart from my parents it's ridiculous.

As I entered the kitchen my mom stood from her spot at the table and ran over to me, wrapping her arms around me. I held back the tears embracing her. All I wanted in this time was the comfort of my mother but I was afraid she just couldn't give me that. I never got a chance to let her meet him but I'm not sure she would have wanted to anyways.

"Isabella you look so..."

"Bella, it's Bella," I corrected, scrunching my eyebrows together. I looked to David who was frowning up at me from his spot. I rolled my eyes and directed them back to my mother.

"Bella, you look so beautiful," she complimented, I don't know she could, I looked like death and heartbreak. Instead of correcting her again I simply said thank you and took my seat at the table.

"So Bella," my mom began as I cut through my steak.

"Mhm?"

"So you know how David and I have been dating for quite some time now, well..." she held up her hand to me, handing me a box. confused, I took the box by it's ribbons and pulled. Inside was a neatly packed, used and positive, pregnancy test. I nearly choked on my steak as I grabbed her hand.

"Y-you're p-pregnant?" I asked in shock, hoping it was all a misunderstanding. The. She answered me.

"We are!" She squealed. "Aren't you exited?"

"Exited?....exited?.... oh you've got to be kidding, this is a joke right? April fools hahaha right? Right?" I was frantic. My mom had just split with my dad and she was already having another child.

I excused myself from the table when no one answered. They stared at me blankly as I hurried out the front door. I wanted nothing more but to hold Harry, to tell him what happened, for him to tell me everything would be okay. He wasn't here though, so I needed to suck it up and deal with my own problems, but God did he make them all easier to deal with. 

GUYS OMF IM A FUCKING IDIOT I MADE THEM GET ENGAGED TWICE, I'm so sorry!!!! I changed it to her mother being pregnant...