Still the One {Sequel to Summer Love} *Finished*

Harry and Ali's relationship is going strong. Will it last when new obstacles threaten their strong relationship? (Might be a smart idea to read Summer Love to get the feel of what's happening in this story)


12. Small Bump

     "Harry!" I called to my husband. I had been lying in my all day because I had a stomach ache. As the day went on, they got worse. At this point, I couldn't take it any longer. I thought I could sleep off the pain since I was so tired. "You alright love?" he kindly asked. "S-Something's w-wrong w-with t-the b-baby," I muttered because I could find the courage to say it louder. Harry's face went pale. I could see in his eyes that he was trying to figure out what was wrong with our unborn child. He threw off the blanket that I had been laying under all day then picked me up. He jaw dropping in shock causing me to follow where his eyes held their stare. I let out a scream when I saw a puddle of blood where I had been lying. Harry didn't say anything as he placed me back on the bed. "Where are you going?" I cried to him. "To take Darcy to Mrs. Mauti's," he muttered. The pain was overwhelming. I heard Harry run up the steps then he burst through the door. He carried me bridal style to the  elevator. "You're going to be alright babe," Harry said reassuringly but I didn't know if he was talking to me or the baby. The pain was getting worse. The tears that I was holding back started to spill out. He gently placed me in the passenger seat like I was made out of glass. He ran for the driver's seat. As he drove to the hospital, he called the boys and our families. "Dear God let it be ok," I prayed in my head.

*Harry's P.O.V.*

    I ran into the hospital. "I need a doctor!" I yelled when I got into the waiting room. "What's the problem sir?" a nurse asked, running over to us. "I think my wife is having a miscarriage," I yelled. "Harry stop yelling!" Ali said sternly. "Dr. Young," the nurse called to a man in his mid thirties. He came over. "Bay five now," he said, seeing how much pain Ali was in. The nurse brought a wheelchair then carefully placed her on it. She burst out into a sprint to the closest little room. I followed right on her heels until a strong hand on my shoulder stopped me. "Sorry sir you can't go in there. It's the rules," he said with a grim face. "Why don't you go to the bathroom to freshen up," he suggested. I looked down and saw I had blood all over me. I nodded as I walked out to my car to get the extra pair of clothes I had in there in case of an emergency. I slowly walked to the bathroom to change. When I came out, I saw the guys with El, Dani, and Perrie. Soon, Ali's friend Stacey came running through the door. "Where is she?" she yelled.

*Stacey's P.O.V.*

    Matt and I were on my way to visit Alison and Harry when I got a call from Harry telling me that he thought that my best friend was having a miscarriage. I sped to the hospital where she was. I couldn't imagine what Ali was feeling right now. I crookedly parked my car in the parking lot then ran into the building where not only life is given, but is taken. "Where is she?" I yelled then I got into the waiting room. Matt came in after I asked the question. "With the doctors," Harry said grimly. "We haven't gotten an update." I nodded. "You guys should take a seat," a receptionist instructed. We nodded as we took a seat. I sat next to Harry. He had his head in his hands. I wrapped an arm around him. "She's going to be alright Harry," I whispered to him, fighting back tears. "They're going to get through this." "I hope you're right," I heard him mutter. Zayn and Perrie had shocked looks on their faces. Eleanor was crying on Lou's shoulder. Dani was whispering to Liam who had a distant look on his face. The door opened then Mr. and. Mrs. Edwards came in with Zack and Scott behind them. All of their eyes were red and puffy. Harry's family was behind them. Harry's sister walked over to her brother and gave him a hug. I got up to give the people who I called my parents a hug. "How is she doing?" Mrs. Edwards asked. "We haven't heard anything," I told them. "How bad was it?" Scott asked which took me by surprise. 

     Scott never really seemed to care about Ali. He always knew the right buttons to push to make her snap then claim to be the innocent one. "I don't know but I guess it was pretty bad," I told him. The doors to the treatment area. "Mr. Styles," the doctor called. I looked over to Harry and saw him look up. "Can I have a word with you?" he asked.

*Harry's P.O.V.*

     I slowly got up and walked to where the doctor was standing. "I'm sorry to tell you this sir," he said. "We did everything we could but," there was a dramatic silence. "We couldn't save the baby." The sentence bounce around in my head. In anger, I punched the wall behind the doctor. "Damn it!" I yelled. Anger filled my body for a few more minutes before I fell to the floor, tears streaming down my face. "It's alright Mr. Styles. I know exactly what you're going through," Dr. Young said, trying to comfort me. "You're just saying that!" I yelled through the tears. "No. My wife had a miscarriage last year but it made us stronger. And right now, your wife is in the worst state of her life and she needs you right now," he said. "She's in room 317 in recovery." I nodded. I walked to the elevator then hit the button with "R" on it. During the right, I tried to make myself look like I hadn't been crying for an hour. The doors opened then I walked to the reception desk. "Excuse me," I asked the elder man behind the desk. "Can you point me in the direction of room 317." He pointed me to a hallway. I nodded my thank you then walked down the hallway.

     I quietly knocked on the closed door to Ali's room. "Come in," a raspy voice said. I opened the door and saw Ali lying on her bed, tear stains running down her face. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "It's my fault." "No it's not!" I told her as I brought her in a tight hug. "I'll understand if you hate me for ever," she cried on my shoulder. "Alison look at me," I told her, breaking the hug. Her gaze was on the floor. I put my finger under her chin so she would look at me. "It's not your fault. This happens to people all the time. Maybe God wants us to be grateful for what we have and if we have another one, we will be grateful for it." She came in for a hug. There was a knock on the door and the nurse who I had seen when I brought her in was standing at the door. "Excuse me. I have to get a name for the baby boy," she shyly said. Tears stung my eyes after she said that out baby was a boy. "You  pick the first name, I pick the middle name?" I asked. She nodded. "His first name will be Brandon," Ali said before breaking down. "Middle name will be Robert," I told the nurse I rubbed Ali's back. "Do you mind doing me a favor?" I asked as the nurse turned to leave. She turned back around to face me. "Do you mind telling everyone waiting for us to go back home for the night. I want to spend the night with my wife." "Will do sir," she smiled as she left. "Lay down," I whispered to Ali. She nodded the rested her head on the pillow. I laid next to her. "Go to sleep love," I smiled to her. She snuggled closed to me. "Sing me to sleep babe," she requested. I nodded then started to sing Small Bump by Ed Sheeran. She was asleep by the chorus. "Take care of him," I whispered before closing my eyes.


A/N: Hey guys sorry if it was an emotional chapter. I hoped you enjoyed it. As usual if you want to ask me a question tweet me @Alexa_M_Young & my tumblr xxAlexa

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