harry styles | my health teacher

23. d e a r h a r r y

(peytons pov)

when i wake up, i head straight to the bathroom feeling nauseous again. the first thing i see is the 4 pregnancy tests i made maddie go out and get me just to be sure.

after throwing up, which i'm pretty used to now because i getting morning sickness everyday, i brush my teeth and wash my face.

i have to put on actual clothes for my doctors appointment today, so i throw on a pair of leggings and a hoodie.

maddie said she would take me, but i don't feel like waking her up so i head out alone.

when i get there, i sign in and they bring me to a room. finally after 20 minutes, a nurse came in.

she asks me a bunch questions and then proceeds to tell me my choices.

i would never get an abortion though. i've always wanted kids, not right now, but eventually and i'd never kill an innocent child.

she tells me to think about it and that i should set up another appointment for 4 weeks out, if i'm definitely not going to have an abortion.

when i head back to the dorms, maddie is awake and staring at her laptop.

"hey, listen, so if you definitely not going to have an abortion you could have someone adopt it. there's probably some sort of agreeme-" she starts, but i cut her off.

"i really don't want to talk about it yet." i say laying down in my bed.

"ok, im sorry i know it's early. are you going to classes today though?" she asks

"yeah i need to get my mind of this baby. i don't head out for another hour though."

"ok well i'm heading out now text me if you need anything."

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2 weeks later

the past few weeks i've laid around, ate a lot, threw up a lot and started to get used to the idea of having a baby. even though i'm not going to keep it, it gave me a reason to try and contact harry.

i couldn't call him or text him because i didn't have his number and i didn't know where he lived, but i did know where his mom lived. when we were dating back in high school, his mom anne came down for a week and i got to meet her. she was so nice and she ended up sending me a postcard when she got back home.

i know i still had that letter. it's in the box. harry's box. i call my mom and have her go into my closet and find the box. then i tell her to look for the letter. when she pulls it out i tell her to send a picture then i hang up.

grab a piece of paper and start writing.

dear harry,

i know that you don't want to hear from me and i didn't want to have to send you this, but i need to tell you something. it's about the night at the club. i don't want to say this in a letter because it could get into the wrong hands, but please call me. (000-000-0000)

sincerely,
peyton miller

after writing it, i fill out anne's address on the envelope and harry's name then send it out...

2 weeks later...

it's finally time for my 2nd doctors appointment. i haven't heard anything from harry, but it could just be because the letter hasn't reached anne yet. i hoped that she would give the letter to harry instead of reading it herself, but even if she did, i didn't say too much in it so it should be fine.

i'm back in the room i was in last time only this time i had more of a bump and positive attitude.

when the nurse came in, she told me that i'm ready for an ultrasound and i got a little too excited since i'm not even keeping it.

when she put the jelly on my stomach and started to roll it around, i look up and she seems confused.

she then takes her stethoscope and ribs it around too, but doesn't seem to find anything.

"i'll be right back." she says, her face turning slightly red.

5 minutes later the doctor comes in.

"hello peyton," he says "so let me take a look at what we got here." he does exactly what the nurse was doing with the stethoscope.

"i can't find the babies heart beat." he says "i'm greatly sorry to tell you this, but you've had a miscarriage...."