I'm Going To Count To Three; 1...2.....

I'm Going To Count To Three; 1...2.....

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"Harvey, honey please come away from that balcony..." I begged for the fifth time this week. "Bwut Mommy! I want to pway!" Harvey insisted, dangling his feet off the balcony of the building that was taller than the Big Ben. My blood turned cold. In the matter of seconds my 3 year old son's life could be over. Today has been the most worse scenarios that could happen. He's been sitting there for an hour now. "Harvey, if you come away now you can have one of mommy's special chocolate-chipped biscuits..." I replied, slowly getting closer to Harvey. He's face lit up at the idea which made my heart beat slower. "I'm gunna count to 3, and if you don't get down, you can't have one of mommy's special biscuits" I told him, but he didn't budge. "1..." I began slowly. He still didn't budge. "2..." I continued, grabbing one of the cookies. "Mmmm..I can just smell it.." I stated with a smile plastered on my face to hide my fear that i was so dizzy from right now. "3!" I shouted and -
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Your Not Welcomed Summary ~ 3 years before I layed on the cold marble floor. Lifeless. Well... I want to be. My right hand was holding my bare stomach and my lefted was holding the...Pregnancy stick. I sit up after laying in the floor for which seemed like hours. Probably was.I was too weak to fully stand up , so I stretched my body to reach for the pregnancy box on the counter. Got it. I needed to be definite that I was really pregnant. Well after using the whole box in 1 day? I would say so , but I just needed to know for sure 1 more time.I took the box and 1 hand and the test In the other. "Yup there it goes. That little plu-" "baby! I'm home!" Fuck . What is harry doing home so early? I scatter trying to hide the box. I throw it in the cabinet under the sink. Harry never does down there. I put the test in the back pocket Of my jeans. And pull my shirt down. I exit the bathroom to see Harry in the living room smiling ear to ear at me. "Hey baby. What are you doing home so early?" I gave him a peck on the lips. "I have good news!" "Me too!" It got silent after I spoke. "you first hazza." He took a deep breath and let it out. "Me and the boys got signed to a contract and we're moving to L.A!" He picked me up and hugged me tight."That's great baby! I'm so happy for you." I start walking towards our bedroom to hear Harry call out at me. "What did you want to tell me Taylor?" SHIT! Kill me now! I turn around slowly trying to advoid eye contact with harry. A voice in my mind kept telling me to lie and don't tell him but my heart was telling me to just say it. Say the truth..........................................................................

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