Compassion (MAJOR EDITING) #Wattys2015

Compassion: The Prologue.

[edited] I watched in silence as Harry gathered his belongings and packed them quickly. "So did you pick a place yet, dear?" He asked and I shrugged to avoid eye contact, fearful that he would see me cry. "Come on love, there has to be some place that you've always wanted to go." He continued to try and push me to pick a place closer to live so that he could come home easier. Although it would be a smart career move for him, I just couldn't see myself living anywhere but my home. Our home. The one we started together.

He sat down on the bed next to me and I shrugged yet again. "Well," I said with my voice crackling and nearly gone. "I want to stay here in the house that we brought. I know it'll be harder for you to come home while you're on your tour but...I just can't let go of what we already started, Harry. I just want to be in your arms. That's a place that I'll always want to be."

With that, he crashed his lips into mine sending chills down my spine and an electrical shock in my heart, causing it to beat  rapidly with every lip movement he made.

"I'm so sorry that I have to leave you..." He trailed off and gently laid his head in my lap as his tears fell on to my hand. This was much harder than we both anticipated. Harry looked up at me with a half smile, trying to lighten the situation like he always did.

"How long are you leaving for?"

He sighed and gripped his hair in frustration. "6 months." I felt my heart nearly drop to my feet and I stared at him, unsure what to say. "And then another 6 months after we take a break for a few weeks. I'll be home then with you and we can start on our little project..." He kissed my tummy and hugged me.

"I'll be ok...promise."

He turned his head to face me and shook his head no. "You're just saying that because you don't want me to be upset before I leave. I know that it'll be hard for you but Bri, I'm trying here. Just don't give up on me, okay? Don't forget what we have here. Someday in the future, it'll all be worth it. I promise you."

I smiled slowly. "Promise?"

He nodded slowly and linked his pinky with mine. "You have my word." He reached his hand up to my face and slowly kissed me again when we heard a knock at the door. The once vanilla scented man that laid in my arms abandoned me there and headed towards the door to open it for, I suppose, the other members of his band.

"All set mate?" I heard a scruffy english accent ask Harry. That has got to be Liam. I thought to myself and stood up to greet everybody. "Yep." Harry said, popping the 'P'. Niall grinned and ran to the kitchen. "This is going to be the best tour yet, lads! I can't believe that we get to play a full four days in Ireland. I'm so stoked." They all cheered as Harry and I sat back and watched.

A few minutes of them chatting, Niall eating, and myself yelling at the boys not to scuff up my hardwood floor, Paul came in to gather them and the luggage. "I wonder if we can make everyone wear an assigned color again for one night like last tour..maybe this time it can be blue." Louis stated.

Harry rolled his eyes and grabbed the last bag before turning to me. "Take care of yourself." He said and I nodded as I watched him leave behind the rest of the boys. Their excited voices could still be heard outside of the door and then, nothing at all.

When I turned back around, the house was quiet and empty. I let out a sigh of loneliness and ran my hand over my growing baby bump. You'll be out when your daddy comes back home. I thought to myself. If only he knew.

--12.27.15
Hello there! I'm so happy that Compassion has gotten as many reads as this. As I look back on where I started from, I can't help but be grateful and thankful to you guys that have read this story and continue to read it each day. As of today, I am officially redoing this book and editing it to fix errors in the story and just make it better in general. Thank you again.