november 2

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aubreys POV:
soon harry came up to take a shower. theres something i need to tell harry thats been on my mind lately. he walked upstairs and began to get his clothes.
"everything okay?"
"yeah, but can we talk after your shower?"
"sure"
he rushed into the shower and quickly got out. it was late and everyone had gone to bed so i took harry downstairs.
"whats going on?"
i sighed.
"when hannah showed me what she did to herself it reminded me of something that happened to me"
"okay..."
"when you cheated on me and we were fighting i got really depressed and i didnt know how to control it so i-"
he immediately grabbed me close and kissed me hard. he hugged me tight.
"you dont have to do that to yourself"
"it wasnt bad, i just scratched with my nails. i never made a severe mark, i had thought about it a few times."
"but still baby. i dont want you to even consider doing that"
he was still hugging me. he pulled me onto his lap.
"its okay to be sad but you should never want to physically injure yourself you should go to your mom or me or your dad. i love you beyond words aubrey, and your my whole entire world."
he kissed me he lifted my shirt up just to reveal my stomach. he kissed the soon to be baby bump.
"and i love this baby too"
that night i fell asleep with harry holding me tight.
it was saturday and i couldnt be more happier. i woke up late, harry was already up and im assuming downstairs because he wasnt in bed. but today was me and harrys anniversery, when we officially started dating. 3 years. i rolled over to harrys spot and saw a note.
'goodmorning beautiful, i made breakfast downstairs for you. happy 3 year anniversary my love
-harry'
i went on my instagram and made a huge collage of me and harry.
'you have made the last 3 years of my life, the best thing ever. i know a hell of a lot has happened between us and the world, but were still here and that proves how much i love you and how much you love me. i couldnt picture my life without anyone else. im happy that we can raise our kids together even if were only seniors. i love you so much harold. ❤️'
i posted it on instagram and smiled. i hopped out of bed and rushed downstairs. harry was there reading the post i made on instagram.
"happy 3 years babe"
i walked up to him and kissed him. that day was full of cuddles, gifts, laughs, and kisses.
monday
me and harry sat at our usual table at lunch but something was different. zayn and hannah sat at the table. zayn was tall but skinny, he had jet black slicked back hair. he always wore skinny jeans and a jacket. he wasnt what i expected, he seemed so careless. a little too careless. it triggered some worries but i shrugged them off. invited him to come over after school to talk about things.

the conversation after school started out normal, but then took a turn.

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