Chapter 6: Either you stop or the baby is going to die,

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Chapter 6: Either you stop or the baby is going to die.

(Danella's P.O.V)

I took a long drag of my cigarette as I sat on my balcony.

"Ella, that your 5th one since we've been out here," Harry said from beside me.

It had been 2 days since we told Anne, and now harry and I were extremely close. We never went anywhere without each other, Harry hadn't been out with the boys, and I had only talked to my friends breifly on the phone.

"So?"

"We've been out here for 7 minutes-" He took my hand in his, I looked at him and with his other hand he took the smoke out of my mouth. "It's to much,"

"Im under a lot of pressure, Harry,"

"Yeah I understand, But it's hurting you and the baby,"

I froze when he mentioned the baby.

"We never disscussed names," I changed the subject.

"Darcy for a girl," He smiled at me and I made a disscused look.

"Ew no, Dont you remember Darcy Maxwell?" I laughed at the name, The head plastic at our old highschool. Harry laughed too.

"Okay okay, No Darcy... Miley for a girl and Harold for a boy" Harry smiled cheekily as he said his own name.

"Miley? Miley Donitelli" I said, remembering the other plastic.

"So we can name him Harold if it's a boy?" He smiled like a kid on christmas.

"No" I replied flatly. He started to cry on my shoulder and I patted his curls.

"I hope he or she has your curls," I whispered to myself.

"I hope he or she has your Blue eyes," he stoped fake crying and looked at me.

"Why? Green eyes are way more beautiful,"

"Your Beautiful" Harry spoke as he came closer, He kissed me and it soon became heated.

"Harry," I moaned as my fingers burried themselves his Harry's curls and he placed his huge hands on my face.

"El," He moaned back.

His hands traveled down my neck to my hips.

"Stop," I siad as he fiddled with the zipper of my black pants.

"Im sorry," He said as he leaned back into his chair and let my hand go. I took another cigarette out of the carton and placed the brown part at my lips, Lighting it with my hot pink lighter.

"Danella, Either you stop smoking or the baby is going to die," Harry spoke, his tone raising.

I was silent, I threw the new cigarette over the balcony ledge.

"from this point on I will try and quit smoking, for the baby"

"Thank you" Harry murmured against my neck, His left many kisses as his lips moved from my neck to my lips.

"I love you Ella," He moaned against my lips.

"I love you too Haz,"

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 04, 2012 ⏰

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