Unplanned {Harry Styles Fanfic}

Chapter 20

Every Breath You Take - The Police

All These Lives - Daughtry

Face Down - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Remember That - Jessica Simpson

Somehow - Drake Bell

This Can't Be My Life - Ruth Gerson

Breathe (2 AM) - Anna Nalick

My Happy Ending - Avril Lavigne

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*Laney POV*

"YOU DIRTY ROTTEN UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BITCH!!"

Chad had me pushed up in the corner of the sitting room. His whole body smelled of alcohol. And I'm sure he thought the alcohol would mask the slight smell of perfume that clung to his body, but he was wrong. Well maybe he didn't even think about it. He's probably too drunk.

I closed my eyes, holding back the tears threatening to break through.

"YOUULOOOKKATMEEE!"

His words were quite slurred but I clearly understood what he was saying. A small whimper left my mouth as he pushed my head up with the barrel of the handgun he held. Although it looked like I was looking at him, I was actually staring right through him, trying to keep myself calm.

This was it. This was how I was going to die. Murder. My own husband was going to murder me. I really thought we would be able to work things out. I thought that talking to him tonight would maybe make things a little better. But I guess I was wrong. Maybe I shouldn't have asked about the perfume I could smell?

He pushed the gun into my skin a little harder.

Yeah that was definitely a bad idea. I shouldn't have asked.

I heard the safety click and I knew that all it would take now was a little pressure from his finger on the trigger. I began silently making a list of people in my mind and telling them how sorry I was.

Dad: I'm so sorry I haven't visited you recently. Thanks for always sticking by my side. I love you.

Mom: I'm sorry I wasn't a better wife to Chad. I'm sorry I failed you. I'm sorry I ruined all your hopes and plans.

More tears started forming and it took everything I had to hold them back. Chad was muttering something. Whether it was to me or himself, I don't know.

Jill and Stephanie: You guys were my best friends all through school. I'm so sorry I haven't contacted you since we graduated. I'm so sorry.

I continued with my list, figuring I would try and get as far as I could before he pulled the trigger. I was nearing the end and I knew the last person on my list, but he was also the hardest to admit. I tried to swallow slowly, fearing that any sudden movement would be the end.

Harry.

A single tear slipped down my face. I carefully looked at Chad, wondering if he noticed. He must have because his drunken face grew angrier and the gun was pushed against my skin harder. It was then that I really looked at him.

He doesn't know what he's doing. First off he is way to drunk to comprehend the situtation. And second, I knew that he had a good heart in him somewhere. I know some of these problems in our marriage are my fault. If only I had done more. If only I was a better wife. I'm just not good enough.