Opposites attract. (Harry Styles )

Chapter 38.

Songs:

Lips of an angel: Hinder.

Last to know: Three days grace.

Broken: Seether ft Amy Lee.

It's been a week since I almost forgave Harry, but then he slept with that slut. Did he really sleep with her? He swore on our daughter's life. He sounded sincere, but I just don't know what to believe. Then why would he say that he slept with her, but then change his mind and lie and say that he didn't sleep with her? Why does everything have to be so complicated?

I went to the doctor's yesterday to get an ultrasound to check up on my little baby girl. I got good news at the same time as I got bad news. One of her lungs are not growing. Only one lung is growing, which means that when she comes out it will be hard for her to breath. However, he told me that if she is barely breathing when she comes out, they are going to take her straight to an operation, and give her an extra lung and take out the lung that hasn't grown. He kept telling me that it was risky, but I want what's best for my little girl. Other than that, he said that she was healthy and everything was growing except for her one lung.

It terrifies me that she might not be able to breathe when she comes out in the real world. Why does the world have to be so cruel? I just want one thing to work out and that is that my little girl can get a life and live it to the fullest. Nevertheless, of course, the world hates me; it took away my parents, my boyfriend and now maybe even my little girl. I still have five more months in this pregnancy.

I am not complaining about it, it is just that I am tired of puking in the morning and not wanting to eat anything and then there is the times where I want to eat everything. The fantastic thing is that I am able to feel her when she kicks in my stomach and to know that she is alive.

I haven't told Dean or Gemma about her lungs, I haven't told anyone about it. I have just been sitting in my room since yesterday, being too afraid to do anything in case I make it even worse. Anything could happen, suddenly none of her lungs could work, and I would be walking around with a dead baby in my stomach...... NO! I am not going to think like that. It is just going to drive me crazy and then I will drive the baby crazy.

I thought about baby names last night, and I concluded that her name is going to be Rosie Styles. I know it's not my last name, but I have want her to have some kind of connection to Harry. I think it's a cute name.

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(1 month later.)

I am five months pregnant, and her lung still hasn't grown, this is really starting to worry me. I have been to the doctor's a couple of times and he gave me some medicine that I should try, it could help her with growing. However, there has been no changes. Everything else in her body has grown, and I have grown, but not her lung and I need her lung to start growing so that she could be a healthy little baby. I just don't want her to be one of those kids that has to have 30 operations. I just want her to be able to run around with other kids and play.

"Hi, what's up?" Dean walks in interrupting my thoughts.

"Hey, just thinking." I say. He carries something behind him, but he's trying to hide it, but I can see the side of the package because he has small hips and the package is bigger than his hips.

"Somebody left this for you; it was outside the front door when I walked out to get the mail." He says, as he lays the package down on my bed in front of me.

"Who is it from?" I ask.

"I think you know who it is." He says with a frown on his face. I know it's Harry but I don't want it to be from him. He has been sending flowers, cards, and everything to tell me that he is sorry about what happened that morning. I haven't answered him on any of the things, mostly because I don't know what to say to him. I am afraid that if I go and see him, I will forgive him and let him in again, and I just can't do that right now.