Sara had just recently moved to London from America, A dream she had always wished to achieve. After getting her apartment she had quickly found a place looking for new hires for a job and putting a application for it, leaves to go to the interview...
It had been a few weeks since Darren had been on T.v and as I sat outside on the grounds of Kensington Palace with Kate at my side my mind reeled with the thought of him doing something drastic to ruin my imagine or to get me back. I didn't know, but I put that to the back of my mind as I focused my attention back to Kate. "Don't let what Darren said on T.v get to you Sara. Your safe with us and spite of it all you're happy " she said and I only smiled.
"I only wonder if Harry is upset with me, you know not telling him that Darren had...." I started, but couldn't finish and Kate knew where I was going with the conversation.
"He probably is, but I don't think he'd hold it against you." she said as Charlotte came and sat in my lap. I didn't say anything after that and we sat in silence as Charlotte and George got up from their sitting positions and went to play while still in sight of our eyes. After awhile my consciousness was getting the better of me and I looked up to Kate.
"There is something I've been needing to tell Harry, but I never thought it important and now that I think about it, maybe it is. " I started she encouraged me with a nod of her head. " Darren was ever physical once, like I told you guys after that news segment. What I didn't add was, it took a toll on me, but at the time I had been pregnant, not too far along, but enough to feel excited, as soon as I had found out about it was the same day I had lost her or him because of Darren. " tears had fallen down my cheeks as I went to bury my face in my hands, but I felt Kate's hands touch mine and I went to embrace her against my better judgement.
Kate comforted me and afterwards handed me a tissue which I gladly took while thanking her. I heard someone come up and noticed that it was William. "You two look like you're having a good time. " he says coming to sit down on the blanket we had laid out. After an hour I got up from the blanket with the help from William and wished them a good time and headed back to Harry's and I apartment. I knew he was upset with what was said on the T.v, but I needed to confess. I should have a long time ago, but it never felt relevant.
I walked into the apartment to see Harry on the couch in the living room and I walked in there. "Harry?" I asked and he turned his head.
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Tears trailed down my cheeks as I stood at the spot in the living room, Harry got to his feet and to me placing cupping a cheek with a hand. "Darling what is it? Is there more to the story of what happened between you and this Darren?" he asked softly wiping away a tear with a thumb.
"I've always wanted children....." I started, but couldn't with the life of continue, it was too hard. The look in Harry's eyes, the concern written there made me though. "The night he hurt me I did leave him and moved in with my mom that was the truth, but not after he had made me lose the baby that I had found out about that same day." I finished taking in a shaky breath.
I was half expecting him to pull away and storm off, but he pulled me further into his embrace a hand coming up to the back of my head as I buried my face into his chest, the sobs finally breaking through. I had never really talked about the loss of my unborn child, it was too hard for me to do so. After a few minutes he gently guided me to the couch and I sat down as I grabbed a tissue from the box on the coffee table.
"Would you like a child? With me?" he asked after a few more minutes of silence.
I turned to him "I'd love a child and more then one, I want a boy who has his father aptitude for sports, but knows how to treat a women the way she should be treated. A boy who has a mixture of both of his parents personalities, but calls it his own. A boy with his father's blue eyes and great smile. I'd also love to have a girl with her father famous red hair and smiling dimples."
"A girl who is modest, but not afraid to be independent and stand up for herself and others. A girl who's not afraid to chase her dreams. Most two children that are respectful to their peers. " I finished I later told him how hard it was losing the baby that I had only told one person and that was Marissa. I was fiddling with the tissue in my hands not having anything else to say and when Harry's hands rested over mine I looked up to lock eyes with him.
"I'm glad you told me Sar, I love you and nothing with change that." he said giving me a smile. He leaned in and I met him half way, I planted my lips to his for a kiss, there was passion and sympathy and as I moved closer to deepen the kiss, I heard him chuckle. He soon got to his feet taking me with him and I squealed in delight as he carried me upstairs to our shared room. He placed me on the bed and his hands moved to my feet taking off shoes and teasingly so and all I could do was smile.
He leaned forward after taking off my shoes and kissed me, I returned it pulling him towards me. Only for him to guide me further onto the bed all the while I was trying to pull the hem of his shirt. He pulled away and started to unbutton his shirt keeping eye contact with me. I licked my lips as he shrugged it off his shoulders, he came back to me and I immediately pulled him against me so I could run my fingers through his hair.
"Know that I'll never hurt you. " he says holding me close. His lips captured mine once more I ran my hands down along his bare back as he moved to kiss my neck. We the rest of the evening in each other's arms. We laid there in bed looking at each other with warm smiles on our faces. At that moment we had vowed we would tell each other things even if it meant opening the door that had long been closed.
" I promise I won't keep anything like that hidden from you." I say kissing his bearded jaw lightly. His tightened hold on me told me all I needed to know.
