Another Broken Dream

chapter 5

Over 5 months I have realized that when you're dieing and pregnant people tend to pitty you. "Well you're doing better" the doctors would put their hand on my shoulder and smiling sympathetically at me. I didn't want their stupid looks I wanted to this baby to be alright.

"Let'sgo home" Harry helped me up supporting my fragile frame. I had gotten worse over 3 months, I didn't know if I could take any more of this. I needed someone with matching bone marrow as me, and if I could find someone that would make me better. All the boys had been tested none of them were a match. One Direction wasn't doing well either Zayn had left permantley he came one day while we were at the doctors and moved all of his stuff out and left a note.

Dear, Boys and Kaitlyn. I'm leaving the band, sorry I need to get my head cleared I have been thinking and I can't live with the guilt of looking into your eyes Kaitlyn knowing that I hurt you so bad. I'm sorry when I threw those things and looked at the pain in your eyes I hated myself. I don't want to hurt any of you so I decided to leave for good. You guys will do fine without me I know you will, please do. Kaitlyn I hope everything goes well with you and Harry I really do. Okay I'm going to leave before I regret this bye Zayn Malik former boybander of One Direction.

That was the letter Zayn had left if he only knew what I looked like now. I had bags under my eyes from the nightmares keeping me up, my hair had become dull and lifeless and my bright blue eyes were now an ugly grey. "You're so strong" Harry kissed my temple walking to the car with me, if he only knew I was dead on the inside.

When we got home no one was there, that was for the better. I needed to rest. Harry sat me down on the couch in his arms as he usually did. He covered me with the wool blanket that always comforted me. He rocked me back and forth singing lullaby's softly to me while playing with my hair. Go to sleep go to sleep go to sleep my little angel. I know it may be cheesy but he really loved me, and I loved him. I woke in his arms where he had fallen asleep, his head was hanging where drool was falling from the corner of his mouth. I put my arm around his neck and kissed his cheek. I tried to get up, I fell back down I had gotten extremely weak. "It's okay I'm up" Harry gently pushed me back down matching our lips perfectly. " I love you" I smiled weakly into his eyes, emerald green. "You're so beautful" he always told me that, in his eyes I was. In his eyes I could never do wrong.