You swore.

I guess it was meant to be?

I woke up the next morning to Isaac poking me, when I saw his face the events of last night came rushing into my head. I stood up and got dressed, then took Isaac to his room and changed his diaper. I dressed him in brown shorts, a plain white t-shirt and baby toms.

I sat him on my hip and walked downstairs. I was feeding him when I saw the baby book out of place, sitting on the kitchen bench. I walked over to it, Isaac still in my arms and opened to the first page. It was a picture Eleanor had taken the first day we came home with Isaac, Harry and I were both holding him, smiling happily.

That’s what the photo WAS of at least, now the part of Harry was ripped out, so it was just Isaac and me. Harry must’ve come back, because there was nothing of his left. I felt tears threatening to come out of my eyes, but I tried my best to hold them back.

Once I was finished feeding Isaac I placed him in the stroller and decided to go for a walk. I really wasn’t hungry, so I left without breakfast. I took Isaac around the park, he was pointing at the ducks that were sitting by the pond.

This was where Harry had taken me on our first date, I smiled at the memory.

“Jess?” I heard someone call from behind me; Niall.

“Hey Niall”

“I knew I’d find you here” He smiled and came and sat down next to me on the bench.

“May i?” He asked pointing to Isaac, I nodded and he took him out of the stroller holding him on his lap.

“Harry came home crying last night.” He blurted out, still bouncing Isaac on his leg, making him giggle.

“Funny.” I said bluntly.

“What happened?”

“We had a bit of a falling out, I guess”

“You know you still love him” He looked at me.

“I know, I most certainly do” I cried

“Then why leave?”

“Because he hates me, he doesn’t want anything to do with me. He even wished me luck finding somebody else.” I replied, shivering at the scene that was in my head.

“He loves you.”

“That’s what everyone says, it never turns out true. He’s left me so many times.”

“But this time you have a baby boy to worry about, imagine a life growing up without a father.”

“I can’t”

“Exactly”

“But, he doesn’t love me”

“He does though! He’s not himself, he keeps asking for you.”

“Then why did he leave?”

“Because he was under too much pressure, he was tired and he needed to get his mind of things.”

“He ran away Niall, he left me and Isaac.”

“I know, I understand that. But please don’t let this ruin everything you ever had.”

I sighed and took Isaac off his lap, “We’ll talk later.” I told him and placed Isaac back in the stroller walking home.

I stepped in the house and took Isaac out of the stroller, “DADA!” he was repeating, I knew it was bad to let him have no father. Because this was my entire fault, if I never said anything and just let Harry help we wouldn’t be in this trouble.

I placed Isaac on his play mat and sat down on the lounge, grabbing my phone out of my pocket.

J- “Hey Louis.”