Claiming Season

Chapter 28

I can't decide which hurts more; the pain from a razor slitting my skin, or the pain from loving you. -J.M

Chelsea's P.O.V

I silently started at the wall. I've been in this room a week I've talked to no one. I'm free to leave this room but I choose not to just because I'm scared I'll bump into him. Harry's always bringing me food but I barley touch it. Vanessa, and Bryce have both come over attempting to get me to talk but I sit here as if I am alone in this room.

You would assume I'm stuck in a horrible room but I'm not. I'm supplied with a laptop. A phone. A huge bathroom. A walk in closet with hundreds of clothing items. But I choose to shower twice a day, wear my pajamas and read "Looking For Alaska." Over and over again.

I'm quite happy Niall hasn't tried to see me. Harry makes sure to take my razor when I finish taking a shower. He only allows me to use it once a week which isn't very useful at times.

"Chelsea." Harry walked in.

I stared at the sealing and made no sudden movements.

"Here's breakfast." He left a tray with Mac and Cheese.

Harry knows that's the only thing I'd eat. It of course being my favorite thing.

"Thanks." I whispered.

"Finally you say a word." He smiled but I didn't reply. He walked out and left me once again to my reading.

Harry's P.O.V

"Is she better." Niall asked.

"Well she finally spoke."

"Really." Niall ecstatically asked.

"She said thanks. I mean that's more than she's said this week." I sighed.

"It's all my fault." Niall whined.

"Yes. Yes it is." I spoke.

"You're an ass hole."

"I'm you're best mate Niall. You should know I'll tell you anything with bluntness." I laughed.

"Can you give her this?" Niall handed me a beautiful gold necklace.

"No. You're going to go apologize and leave that in there for her." I sighed.

"No Harry. But-" I cut him off and opened the door to Chelsea's room.

I walked to the side watching as he tensed up.

"She loves you Niall just go talk to her." I whispered.

He walked in and looked around. He walked back to me and said, "where is she?"

I walked in leaned my head on her bathroom door and heard gagging.

"Chelsea are you okay?" I knocked on the door.

The door slowly opened and I took a step in Niall following behind me.

We watched as Chelsea sat on her knees with her head in the toilet letting out chunks of the food she had just eatin. I walked up to her and rubbed on her back. She tried pushing me away telling me she looked disgusting but I obviously didn't care. She cleaned herself and fell back onto the floor I pulled her into a hug and she cried into my chest.

"What if I'm pregnant Harry?" She cried even more.

I watched as Niall became red but stood there in silence.

"He loves you." I said. Those words hurt me saying them.

"He doesn't want kids. He doesn't want a family Harry. I fucked up. I'm such a fuck up. I don't deserve to be surrounded by all this. I deserve to be dead."she whispered the word dead.

I looked back at Niall who was clearly about to cry. He ran out and left Chelsea and I.

"It's okay monkey. It'll be okay." I hugged her tighter.

"I wish." She stopped.

"You wish what?"

"I wish I'd fallen for you."

"But you didn't. And it's painful to say but he loves you Chelsea. He might not deserve you but he truly loves you."

The words I spoke were true. I know he loves her. Shit I know he wouldn't care if she was pregnant. He'd love her and the baby more than himself.

"Tell him I'm sorry if I fucked up. And tell him I love him." She cried. She stood up and walked out of the bathroom and into her room. She got into the covers and closed her eyes hoping to escape the world.

"It'll be okay I promise." I said before I kissed her forehead and left.

"Are you okay Niall?" I asked as I walked down the stairs.

"Yeah. I just need to think about all of this." He waved his hands around.

"what will you do if she is pregnant?" I asked.

"I don't know Harry!" He yelled.

"She said she's sorry she fucked up. She also said to tell you she loves you."

And with that Niall broke down.

"I need to leave for a few weeks. Take care of her please." Niall walked out of the house. I know he isn't going to just leave on some business trip but on a rampage trip getting drunk and maybe going to fuck a few girls. He's really going to regret this.

Chelsea's P.O.V

Two weeks later.

Vanessa came over again and now shes sitting there asking me questions but all I do is smile and nod. I've gotten to the point where I don't even feel my muscles when I smile. I really haven't felt much these past two weeks, you can say i'm nub. I've recently gotten better I mean I try to talk to Bryce, Vanessa and Harry but I sometimes only speak to Vanessa.

But at night everything is so much different. I can't sleep and sometimes have trouble breathing. SOmetimes late at night I wake up from a bad dream crying and just lay in bed for hours till the sleep wins me over.

Last night was the worst night of all. I don't understand my dreams I never have, but that dream I had last night it was the worst. My biggest fear has always been to be in a closed small space, another part that has recently been developed was losing Niall.

*DREAM*

Now the dream, I had woken up in a small dark room with no lights. My eyes were having a hard time trying to adjust to the dark. I stood up trying to find an exit but nothing. I was in a small box like room which had no doors. I started to lose my breath and became dizzy quit fast. I fell to the floor and cried and even then my breathing became stiffer.

A loud sound came from above leaving me with hope to finally be able to leave this enclosed space.

"Chelsea?" Niall stood above as the box opened the bright light blinding me leaving me without site for a bit.

"Help me please." I cried.

"Haha now you need me you bitch." Niall laughed before he closed the box back up leaving me in the dark.

*Dream explanation ended*

That same night I woke up crying and my body was covered in swet. I was so afraid of being alone I walked to Harry's room and woke him up. I asked him if I could sleep with him and he said yes. He wouldn't let me sleep till I drank tea he made me.

Later that day Harry and I decided it was time to see if I was pregnate and of course the test said I wasn't. I knew it all along. But Harry wanted me to check.

*Present*

"Chelsea. Chelsea." Vanessa snapped me out of my day dream.

"Yeah? What's up?" I asked.

"I've been trying to find out if you want to be my brides made but you keep going off into your own would you dick." Vanessa and I both laughed. Of course mine being fake and all.

"I'd love that." I smiled and she hugged me.

"So do you know when Niall's coming back." She asked.

My fake smile disappearing as soon as I heard his name.