I'm pregnant.

Stella is starting in her new life in Homes Chapel and she meets a very special person on the plane that changes everything for her. But then she catches up with another person on the plane. Could this mean that she starts her new life with giving birth to another life? Would he accept her and the baby?


23. The End.

         It's been about 2-3 months since the fight. I've made little to no progress. Sam doesn't really mind that I live with her. I'm starting to show and I'm worried. I tried eating but nothing appetizes me. I tried sleeping but nothing makes me tired. My hair is dull and flat and lately it's been falling out. Sam has been trying to help me but again nothing. I'm scared because I'm only 18 years old but I'm suffering major depression. I'm scared that I'm not providing anything. I've been trying not to watch television or even read the paper. Sam says there are things that I shouldn't read. Obviously it's about Harry. I'm sure he's moved on and forgotten about me. I got tested and it is Harry's.  
        "Hey darling. How are you doing today?" Sam came in the room with a glass of water and an energy bar. She's trying her best but I am at the point were I want to leave this place. 
         "I'm okay" Lying of coarse. She saw that my eyes are sunk in with bags under them. She hands me the water and I take a couple of sips and I set it off to the side. I don't even take the bar because I feel nauseous even looking at it. 
         "Thanks Sam. I never meant this to happen." I cried. She hugged me. She was a true friend. In fact she is a sister. I love her. She let me go and tried to tuck me in to get rest. I couldn't sleep. All I thought was of Harry. His face and his dimples. His voice when he sings is completely marvellous. My stomach started to hurt. I got up and took another sip of water. Lately it has been hurting but nothing too drastic. That night I actually slept. 
      "Oh my God! Stella! Wake up!"Sam yelled. She looked down at the sheets. Red. It came from me. No. It was fresh blood too.  Sam took me to the hospital as quickly as she could. I felt as if I was going to faint. 
        "May I have a word with you?" The doctor told Sam. I was lost completely. I was tired and somewhat hungry. This was the first time in months. 
        "Hey Sam. What happened?" I asked Sam when she entered the room. 
        "Honey. You had a miscarriage and they are going to keep you here so that you get nutrients." She held my hand and kissed it. My baby. Gone. I turned on my side and cried again. This time I felt a hand on my shoulder.  The hand then wrapped around my body. I remained  crying but that touch was so familiar. 
        "In the letter you said that I'd stop loving you. You were wrong. I will always love you. We will try again and this time we will have a baby to fill that tree house." I cried but I cried tears of happiness. I turned to face him and he looked straight into my eyes. He was tearing up. He rubbed my stomach and started to cry.
         "I love you Harry and I'm so sorry." I whisper to him still sobbing. 
          "Shhh. That's behind us." He kept rubbing my stomach and kissing my forehead. That's when I was able to fall asleep. 
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