After Dublin we went straight to London. We all had a month off for personal time and I wasn't going to fly home because my sister and nephew were coming up for Harry and Amy's wedding. As Amy was now six months pregnant, she need to get her dress resized, and I was the only girl around for her. So I tagged along, browsing wedding dresses for myself. I looked at all the white long gowns as Amy stood there to get her dress refitted. She looked beautiful, very happy and glowing. I sat on a chair next to the runway and looked at her in the mirror. "You like it?" She asked and I nodded. "You look amazing." I told her and she smiled, twirling in her beautiful dress. "Think Harry will like it?" She asked and I nodded, but I lied. Harry would like something more simpiler, something with less bling. She sighed and out her hands on her hips. "You think I made the right choice?" She asked and I furrowed my eyebrows at her. "What do you mean?" I asked and she shrugged. "By marrying him. You think it's a good decision?" She asked and it took me a minute to nod. "Yes, Harry wIll be a great father and husband. He will always love and take care of you." I told her and she nodded, getting out of her dress.
It was now the night before Harry and Amy's wedding. I couldn't get Harry out of my mind, no matter how many times Niall and I cuddled or had sex. I needed him. It was currently one in the morning and I laid in bed, wide awake. I slowly shot out of bed and walked into the kitchen, putting tea on the stove to try and calm down to fall asleep. "Can't sleep?" I heard a voice behind me, and I jumped, turning around to see Harry in the archway of the kitchen. "Mhm." I hummed, pouring myself some tea. "Want some?" I offered but he shook his head no. I added two sugars and sat at the island. "Will you come with me?" He asked and I shook my head no, sipping my tea and avoided his gaze. He pushed my drink to the counter and wrapped his hand in mine, pulling me to the roof. We walked to the edge of the building and sat down.
"What you want?" I asked and he shrugged. "You okay?" He asked and I furrowed my eyebrows at him. "Yeah why wouldn't I?" I asked and he sighed. "Can we just be honest with each other?" He asked and looked over me. I felt that feeling in the pit of my stomach and I sighed. "I'm fine Harry. I'm a bit upset but I think it's for the best." I told him and he nodded. "Niall asked me to be one of his groomsmen." I nodded. "I know, he told me." "Does he make you happy?" He looked over at him, his green eyes filled with hurt. He knew the answer, he asked just to hurt himself more. "He does Harry." I whispered and he nodded, not breaking the gaze between us. "More than I did?" He asked and I bit my lip. "No." I choked out. "We have history." I told him and he smiled. "All the good times we had together." He laughed, and his smiled made me feel reassured. "All those mornings I woke up to you pant less in one of my Tshirts making me breakfast." "All the nights you begged me to stay.." I began to cry, "the days you comforted me in the worst times." It was silent for a minute. "You were always there for me.." I whispered, and I felt his hand touch my back. "I love you rose, I will always be here for you. Married or not. Baby or not." I refused to believe him, but my body gave into his arms that wrapped around me. I wrapped my arms around him and he scooted us back on the roof as I wrapped my legs around his torso. "Don't get married." I cried and he rubbed my back, trying to calm me down. "Okay." He said and I hugged him harder. "Oh Harry." I cried. "Rosie. It's okay... calm down.." he cooed and I sighed, trying to breathe and calm myself down. "Now, look. I won't marry her, if you don't want me too." He said and those words broke my heart. I can't ask that from him. No matter how much I want to love and be with him, I won't do it. I shook my head no and Harry sighed. "I know." He whispered, crashing our lips together. I pulled away, about to reject the idea but Harry quieted me. "Listen.. let's have this last night together. Please?" Before I could say anything, I was on my back with Harry pulling my pants down. And we were together until five in the morning.
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The Other Woman
Fanfiction"What do you want baby?" He asked me, tearing the dress off of my body. "You" I moaned out, pulling at the hairs on the nape of his neck. "Why do you want me?" He asked, kisses traveling down to my navel as he slipped my underwear off. I was confuse...
