They Don't Know About Us

My Heart's A Stereo - Chapter 42

*CHLOES POV*
It took a few, gruelling hours for my leg to be plastered and put into a cast. I was finally able to walk.. Well hobble on crutches. No interior damage done to either me or Harry. Though I could tell by the look in his eyes.. He was worried. "Let's go see if the others are ok?" He muttered, leading the way into Shelby's private room. Shelby lay upon the bed, flickering in and out of a drowsy sleep as Louis held her hand, eyes puffy and blotched from the obvious crying. "Shelby!" I call, trying not to be too loud. "Hey, Clo!" Shelby whispers horsely, a weak smile curling on her pale features. Good news, her tissue was only scarred.. nothing to serious. "Why don't you sit down, love?" Harry asks, helping me to the seat beside Shelby's bed. The silence is soon disturbed by Paige wandering in. "Paige!" I shout, hobbling up to her and hugging her. " Woah, easy Clo!" Paige wheezes, chuckling. Her baby bump is growing at almost an alarming rate. It's only taken me up to now to notice it- We are all so excited about the new addition to the family.. well, that's what we were now- we've been through too much to be anything else. Even with all the bad things, we've managed to overcome them and in doing so, it's only made us closer. 

After an hour of checking up and nattering to each other, we are forced to our separate rooms by the pestering nurses. Harry stays by my side, even when the nurse insisted for him to go home, Instead he fashions a bed out of the chairs. "Well, that's me done for the night." He smiles softly, stroking the hair out of my face. "Budge up." I nod, scooting to the edge, Harry clambers in beside me, wrapping his arms around me, effectively cradling. "I know you never love the sound of your voice on tape.." Harry begins to hum Little Things into my ear, and soon I succumb to the slumber, I only feel safe wrapped in Harry's arms.. He takes away the nightmares, replaces them with sweet dreams.

The next day I awaken wrapped in Harry's strong arms. "'Morniiing, beautiful." Harry mutters, resting his head against mine. Smiling, I snuggle into his neck. "Morning." A sudden thought pops into my head. Becky. The baby didn't make it. The car crushed the umbilical chord, cutting off the oxygen and suffocating the poor thing. Fresh tears soon well up in my eyes. The thought of any one of us getting hurt is horrible, we're family. "Love, what's wrong?" Harry asks, voice thick with worry, cradling me back and forth. "Becky and the baby.." Harry sighs, kissing my forhead. "I know.." Shaking my head I reply. "It's just that.. That crash could've killed all of us. And the thought of loosing you... I couldn't bare it!" Harry chuckles. "Hey now, I  promise you, im not going anywhere. I'm staying by your side, for as long as you want me.." I smile. " I Love you, Harry." He smiles, dimples clearly showing at the corners of his perfect mouth. "Love you more!" Our "moment" is interupted by Paige, Becky, Shelby and the rest of the boys. "Cmon, let's get out of here!" Paige chirps, quickly, me and Harry slide out of bed, get ourselves ready and head out of the door. Back to the hotel and away from those rancid hospitals.

The black SUV pulls up at the next hotel, as ever fans and paparazzi swarm the doorways and the car. Though security is extra tight now. "Back off!" Paul hisses to the swarm, leading us into the foyer, cameras blinding our eyes. "Damn Paps." Harry mutters, wrapping his arm around my waist. "Phew! Dunno how we got out of that one!" Shelby calls to the rest of us, Louis chuckling and kissing her forehead. "I know right! Whats on the table for tonight lads?" Liam asks, glancing towards us all. "Actually.. me and Beck are gonna call it a night." Zayn mumbles. "Alright mate." Liam replies, giving him and Becky a hug. "Night Becky! Zayn!" We all call ofter them, both give us all a weak smile before closing the door behind them. "To be honest.. I think we should all call it a night." Harry replies to the rest of us, faint nods and hums of agreement confirm the idea. "Night guys!" I call, after hugging them all, this time minding Paiges belly. "Night!"They call after us.

As we enter the room, Harry shuts the door behind us as I settle down into bed, to tired to even think about changing. "Cloo.." Harry mutters, taking his usual position, wrapping his hands around me. "Yeahh?" I ask, turning to face him. He looks almost flustered; eyes flicking to his hands that wrap around me. "..What would you think about being a mum?" He asked, his eyes meeting mine. They were almost sparking. The thought took my breath away, yet an intense wave of displeasure and anxiety rushed through me. "I'd love to.." I begin, taking a deep breath. "But, with everything that has just happened... i'm an emotional wreck right now. I wouldn't be able to cope." Harry sighs, brows furrowing. "But.. i'd be here- a-and you wouldn't have to worry about money!" He begins, I quickly jump in. "Paige and Niall are having a baby too.. it's not just about money, it's just not the right time." My eyes somehow from nowhere fill up with tears. Cursing under my breath, I try to hold them in before Harry noticies, but i'm too late. "Hey! Hey, i'm sorry.." I shake my head. "Don't be." Harry nods, looking kind of disheartened. "I understand. You're right Clo." "Besides. We're not even married!" I gasp mockingly, trying to lighten the situation. This causes him to smile and chuckle breifly. The rest of the night we spend cuddled up, watching movies and eating pizza. Me, pregnant? Now that's something the world isn't ready to witness yet.