49{I'm NOT Okay}

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A/N: in advance ooo girl I'm sorry here have some tissues you're about to need them *hands you box of tissues* This ch is not okay on so many levels

sorry be ready

Harry's pov

By the time I got home it was still early on ,9 o'clock, I figured Alexis and I could cuddle maybe watch a movie I walked back to my room "Baby girl do you-"

I stopped short she was asleep Alexis was curled up and curled into her was Darcy

Darcy had curved herself against Alexis over the bump and all she was sucking her thumb she so rarely did that she must be sleeping really well as much as they looked utterly peaceful and comfy I had to go lay Darcy down in her own bed

Tonight was the second night since meeting her father and last night she woken up screaming I didn't want her to wake up and scare Darcy

I practically peeled Darcy off of her and laid her in her own bed I walked back and sighed I can't remember the last time I'd went to bed at 9 but I guess I will now

I stripped and climbed in with her I faced her stroking her pale cheek softly she flinched away but I didn't stop

"I love you so much Princess" I looked down at her bump and moved my hand to rub the side of it "I love you too babies"

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I frowned and reached out there was just flat surface I furrowed my eyebrows and fisted the sheets I blinked adjusting to the darkness

I heard movement I sat up and Alexis was walking around she was holding something I watched her walk to the end of the bed on the little bench we keep there I squinted as she put whatever she had in something

A box? A bag? No no that's a suitcase I rubbed my face she closed the cover zipping it up as she turned and walked to the dresser

What is she doing?

I heard something hit the wood then something else but this was a metal on metal sound like... like when rings touch

Wait were those her rings? I got out of bed as quietly as I could sure enough there was a suitcase at the end of the bed my mouth went dry my throat got sore

She's leaving, she's leaving me

I walked to her and heard her necklace join the jewelry pile "Alexis?"

She gasped and turned pressing herself against the dresser

She was even dressed in normal clothes

"W-what are you doing?" I was aware I sounded near tears I wasn't prepared I'd never thought this could happen

I love her

"I-I'm just..." she didn't finish

"Are-are you leaving me?" I stepped closer I was close enough I could reach her bump from where I stood

"N-No I'm-"

"You're packed up, fully dressed, and you're taking off your jewelry it's 2am" I pointed to the cable box that showed the time "you're trying to leave me" I croaked

Deny it please Alexis please

"Harry I'm sorry I-I can't stay" she shook her head finally stepping away so she wasn't against the dresser I shook my head

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