Saving You Tonight

Reasons

A/N: Okay, as you know I have three stories so I made a schedule.

Saving You Tonight- Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Sunday

Stole My Heart- Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday

How To Save A Life- Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, Sunday

Okay, this is a little on the short side, I’m sorry. I hope you enjoy!

WARNING! THIS CHAPTER HAS SOME EXPLICIT CONTENT IN THE BEGINING! I’M JUST LETTING YOU KNOW!

Jillian’s POV

I moaned as Harry plowed deeper and deeper into me. He tugged on my hair and buried his face in my shoulder as I wrapped my arms around his neck. His forehead rested on mine when his head rose as he mumbled, “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” I struggled to get out. It was harder to talk when you’re under someone who’s making you moan and breathe hard. I was almost ready. I closed my eyes as he got quicker. Then, I heard Finny.

“Jill…” I heard him softly say. I shot my eyes open, and I was back at my old flat. But, Harry wasn’t there. I was on me and Finny’s old bed. “JILL!” I heard him scream louder. I heard him, but I couldn’t see them. The, I felt him. I felt him hurt me like he always used to. Then, I woke up, crying.

I washed up and went in the living room. Apparently, Lou and Haz were still asleep. I quietly creped out of their flat and went back to mine.

Harry’s POV

I could barely sleep last night. I heard someone get out of our flat and knew that it was probably Jill. I got up, only to see that she was gone. I sighed. Everything was so good between us, until last night when I decided to kiss her. What the hell was I thinking?

I washed up and made some coffee. As I sat there, I thought about how I probably recked any chances I had with Jill, at least for now. It’s only been a week since Finny left her, and he wasn’t all that great of a boyfriend. I had to keep in mind that she needed time since she was hurt, and pregnant. She probably wouldn’t want to get into anything with someone who wasn’t the father, especially after he left. I looked down at my coffee as I stirred it and my thoughts stirred around.

“You okay?” I heard Louis’ voice come out of nowhere. I sighed and shrugged.

“I kissed Jillian last night.” I said, dead.

“Wow. How was it?” I shot him a “Really?” type of look. He shrugged. “Trying to lighten up the mood.” I chuckled.

“I liked kissing her, Lou, I really did. I like her. I just don’t know if she likes me. Maybe I should give her space, considering her current situation.”

“That sounds good. She needs a break to worry about herself.” I nodded, she definitely did. Then, there was a knock on the door. I went to go get it, and there was my neighbor, Lance, standing there.  

“Hey, lad. How are ya doing?”

“I’m doing fine,” He started. “It’s your mate that’s not okay.”

“Wait, what? One of the boys?”

“No, a girl three doors down from you.” He pointed in the direction Jill’s flat was from mine. Shit. I ran there, to see her unconscious on the floor. I ran toward her body and picked up her head. Fainting can be a pregnancy symptom, I know it can. But, something inside me told me that it was something else for Jill. I didn’t know what is was, but it brought me the call a doctor, and cradle her on the couch until help got here. Maybe it was my inability to let go. But, how could I let go when Jill, the woman I love, desperately needed somebody to hold on? That’s just it. Deep inside I knew I had to let go. It wasn’t only that I love Jill, it’s that more than ever she needed me. That’s why I kissed her, that’s why I told her about the flat in my complex, that’s why I hate Finny and that’s why I’m still here.

The doctor came in no time and examined Jill. He said it was a pregnancy symptom, and she was tired after lifting her boxes and what not when moving. Soon after, she awoke on the couch. I remember being the first thing she saw was me.

“Haz,” She said. “What happened?”

“You just fainted.” I replied, stroking her head.

“Ugh, my head hurts.”

“You probably fell on it. Just lay down here. The furniture will be here soon, until then, just relax here.” She nodded and quickly fell asleep.

I slowly took her head off my lap and began to unpack more of her stuff for her. She needed me, and it was nice. Maybe it was because since I was freer, I wanted to be needed or it just that that it was her out of all people who needed me. Whatever it was, I’ll just remember that I was more than glad to be here for her.