21. Chapter 21

I went back to the hospital and got stitches on my face, I walked out of the hospital holding Harry's hand, I was embarrassed and scared that Harry would leave me because im not beautiful anymore because of all my scars. “You okay?” asked Harry. “Yeah I’m fine, just going to go home and rest,” I replied. “So can I ask you something?” asked Harry. “Sure what's up,” I replied. “You didn’t have sex with Jake? Why not?” asked Harry. “Well because I’ve always loved you and I wanted you to be my first,” I replied. Harry took me over to the car and pushed me against it, he was kissing my neck, “Harry no not here,” I said. Harry took me home and pushed me onto the bed. We had a great night, I felt closer to Harry than I ever did. But then I realised.

We didn’t use protection, I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and thought to myself, ‘it’s okay there's no need to freak out, I shouldn’t tell Harry until I find out if im late or not, I’ll leave it for a bit.’ I splashed some water on my face and walked out of the bathroom and saw Harry, he ran up to me and grabbed me by the waist and passionately kissed me. “Good morning beautiful,” said Harry. “Hey cutie,” I replied back to Harry. It was about a month or two later, I was making dinner for Harry and I. I officially moved out of home about a month ago, so I’m now living with Harry. I cooked Harry dinner and sat down next to him eating dinner. I suddenly felt really bad, I dropped the glass bowl which smashed on the floor and bolted to the bathroom, Harry looked worried and ran down to me. “Honey are you feeling alright?” asked Harry. I was vomiting. “Uh, no I’m not I’m sorry,” I cried. “Sorry for what?” asked Harry. “I didn’t want to tell you,” I muttered. “Tell me what!” said Harry suddenly worried more than before.
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