It's a never ending story

My new home

The drive back to the hotel was endless, I feel myself starting to get very sleepy. When I wake up I'm in a big ass room bigger than my hotel suit. I get up quickly and I start to feel pain so I lay back down. "WUELA, SHERLINN, HARRY?" I ask in a frantic tone "WHERE AM I!" I'm starting to freak out. "JENNI have you seen Harry's big pool? It's HUGE" my little sister says running to me. "Wait we're at Harry's?" I say confused. Well that was weird I never agreed to being here. "I see you woken up, would you like to eat something?" Harry says. "Yes please, but were are we?" I say starting to look around the room. "Well, in my house.. your new home." He says sitting next to me. "What about the hotel dude?" He better of not paid it. "Paid, gave all the money back to your grandmother." he chuckles. "Oh.. you shouldn't have, I don't wanna be a bother." I am really mad with Harry but I really appreciate what he did for me. "Here scoot over, let's watch a movie. Your gramma's cooking dinner, I told her not to but she wont let me go in the kitchen till dinner." I laugh thats my Wuela, she's probally cooking caldo (Chicken Soup)  because im sick. "Fine but you have to rub my feet, their killing me from earlier." Harry just rolls his eyes which makes me giggle. "Oh, tomorrow I'm gonna have you hide here all day because the guys are coming over, we don't want Niall to find you here." I just make a O with my mouth. Hearing that Niall would be here made my heart ache. "Don't worry I won't let him hurt you or the baby. I promise." Harry sticks out his pinky. I cross mine with his and he kisses them and I do the same after he kisses them. Harry is my best friend, since I started dating Niall he became my best friend, he was there when I went to their first concert and he brought me up on stage. I remember we got lost in Madrid together, trying to stack Cristiano Ronaldo. I miss the old times, but I don't miss Niall. He is my babies father but besides that I despise him. How could he hurt me so much, that really makes me wonder if he ever did love me or was it just a publicity stunt. "What you thinking?" Harry asks putting his arm around me as he gets closer. "The past...how eveyrthing was before I got pregnant?" "You're not having second thoughts are you?" Harry asks worried. "No not at all, I love this baby more than anything in this world, but my moms story is just replaying itself and I don't want to end up alone." I could feel the tears coming. "That won't happen love, I'm not Niall." He smiles at me and I smile back.  I hope but I don't want to give Harry an idea that he could possibly be with me. I end up closing my eyes and falling asleep on Harry. A couple hours later I wake up and hear the voice that brings chills down my spine. Niall.