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Grace’s POV

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Grace’s POV.

Harry smashes the door closed and I wince, fixing myself better. My lower body stings as fuck.

Now what am I going to say to Harry? This wasn’t supposed to go like this, I wasn’t supposed to be fucking pregnant. Life isn’t supposed to go this way, I’m not ready for this choice. It’s too big. I feel like it could pull me under any moment and right now, my head is barely out of the water, straggling to stay alive myself.

Harry stares at me, waiting for an answer as he fists the stuffed animal he has in his arms. It’s not a bear as I thought it was, it’s a cute koala. This reminds me of how Harry called me a while ago and my heart aches. For him, for my words that are now poisoning his mind and soul, making him think God knows what kind of bad things about me. I hate this.

Harry not picturing as the good person that he’s in love with. I hate the fact that he eventually has woken up and saw me for the useless selfish girl that I am. I guess it had to happen sooner or later, just... not this way.

‘’ You can’t do it’’ Harry finally says and his voice cuts deep inside of me. I play with the covers, brushing my fingers and twisting them around it. I don’t want to get mad, because somehow he’s right; I can’t, but I have to. it’s different.

‘’It’s not your choice to make Harry’’ I force myself to fire back and Harry narrows his eyes, more than just pissed. He will start yelling; it’s just question of time.

‘’ It is, and you know it is. That baby is as yours as mine, you can’t cut me off from all of this, I won’t let you.’’ He takes a step towards me but Damien steps in and warns him. They talk for a while using just their eyes. I can’t see Damien, because he’s giving me his back, but Harry’s gaze shifts from harsh to desperate, trying to explain my father how much this is important to him, trying to let him know that, if he was in the same position, he will be fighting with everything he has to protect what’s his.

‘’ Don’t call it baby, Harry. You’re talking as you already have feels for it. Do a favour to yourself and don’t think about it as some real person? It does not exist; our child will never exist.’’ Harry shoves Damien away and walks towards me only to be hold by him again.

‘’ Don’t you dare Grace. You won’t take this away from me. You won’t, you heard me Grace? I won’t let you take it. I want this baby and deep down, deep down I know you want it too, because you’re a good person, I know this for a fact.’’ I roll my eyes and squeeze the cover to my chest. I can’t look into his eyes as I talk, it’s too painful.

‘’ You have no say in it Harry. it’s my body, I’ll choose what’s best for me. I’m too young for this, too selfish and you’re forgetting the main point here my dear Harry,’’ my eyes flash at him, I have his full attention so I keep going. ‘’ what kind of future will you give to it? What the hell of shitty parents will we be, if we let this innocent thing, get out to face the cruel world while we’re siblings? You know how this will effect it? Are you sure you want to take care of a sick baby? Because we’re siblings Harry and this baby will be affected by terrible illnesses and we won’t be able to take it, to protect him or comforting it, because we will be too occupied taking care of ourselves. So no, I can’t keep it.’’ it’s like I’ve killed him with my words, he doesn’t want to give up though. Otherwise it won’t be my Harry, I wouldn’t be so in love with him if he was a coward.

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